Hired for Hatred. [Justin Bieber Fan Fiction]

Chapter - Seventeen.

(Arianna's P.O.V)

I sat next to Justin, awkwardly may I add. As we waited to be called into a this meeting, I didn't even want to go to. Numerous people passed, giving me dirty looks. Were all people in this business so damn mean?

I slouched in my chair, keeping my head low. I've never felt so incapable, I would usually scream "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU LOOKING AT." but I restrained myself, I felt powerless in this building.

"Are they always like this?" I whispered to him, looking up through my lashes slightly. I watched as a smile spread across his face.

"Just ignore them.." He whispered.

"Justin bieber and Arianna Brooks. Meeting room C is ready for you." A rather rude receptionist eyes me suspiciously, sighing I followed behind the two men. Carly right behind me. I'm guessing Justin noticed my nerves because he places his hand on the small of my back, leading me to the room.

When we got there it was empty, thank god. I wasn't ready to face any more mean people, they all looked angry. Like they worked to have signature scowls, oh god I'm nervous to meet these people, I'm never nervous. Or intimidated or-

"Relax." Justin soothed in my ear, it actually kind of helped. His voice was sweet enough to calm me down the slightest.

Taking a deep breath, scooter ushered the both of us into a rather large, air-conditioned room with nothing but a big table, comfortable chairs scattered around it. And a water cooler. hmm simple.

Once both Justin and scooter had taken a seat, I took my place next to Justin. I feel well mannered all of a sudden, maybe it's because there is snobby rich people all around. Carly took a seat next to me last. as calm as ever. How is she so calm?

Once we had all made ourselves comfortable on our chairs, my eyes fixated themselves onto Justin Bieber's manager that was in front of me. who looked like he was ready to speak so I took a quick breath, hopefully deep enough to calm my nerves later on if necessary.

this isn't awkward. I tried to remind myself, trying to ease myself away from the discomfort that wouldn't stop chasing me.

Instead of opening his mouth to speak and answer my inquiring eyes, Mr. Braun over here decided to have a starring competition with me. Or rather, himself as his eyes wandered over my every feature without a doubt making me very uncomfortable. Was this professional. Justin seemed to catch on to my discomfort, narrowing his eyes at scooter making him stop immediately. Jesus fucking Christ, that was intense. 

I felt violated in every way possible, I mean who did this man think he was. I've met him a mere two times and he was never this creepy. I bit my lip, restraining myself from cursing him out. Only because, Justin had stopped his eyes from wandering even further.

"Look. You two kids got yourself into a big fucking mess."

Blinking the sudden information into my brain, I held my  breath for a second to still my senses that felt like they were going to explode.

This couldn't be that big of a deal.

I could feel my eyebrows furrow, do to the confusion filling my senses. No one would actually know it was me, it wasn't that good of a shot.

"Just. Listen to whatever this women or these people have to say. No arguing." Scooter pointed an accusing finger at Justin. Me being next to him, could here him whispering a series of cuss words. Shaking my head as a gesture to wake me up, I stared at him. Ready to speak until a series of serious and angry faces walked into the room.

I can't do this.

Gulping, I moved closer to Justin. I was more than comfortable, and thankful Justin was here. On the  contrary I was not happy about being here.

"Do you know how much of a big mistake you made, Justin!?" A booming voice yelled, flinching at the sound I bit my lip as Scooter gave me a reassuring smile.

"And this girl, who the hell is she? It is a matter of time before the press asks who she is."

"Catherine. She is one of my friends."

She looked over at me and Carly, a suspicious look on her face. As the people next to her scurried to write all this information down.

"And you are?" She sounded so disgusted.

I looked over at Carly as she slouched down wide eyes, I should be doing the same thing. Fuck, I want to run away. But, I know on my behalf that would be a big mistake. These people would hunt me down some how, oh god. I'm going to have a panic attack.

"I uh I'm Arianna Brooks. Me and Justin go way back." I chuckle nervously, looking at Justin for a little bit of help.

"Are you two dating or-"

"No!" Justin voice booms throughout the small space, making me flinch and glare. Wow Justin, you sure know how to make a girl feel special.. little prick. "I uh mean, well we are friends, but we have this type of friends with benefits type of thing going on I uh." He motioned me to help him out.

"We are well I can't explain. We have a friends with benefit type of relationship.." I try my best to help him out.

"Justin Christ!" The women shrieked "How many times do we need to remind you Justin.. as a person in the celebrity business you should know better. You need to keep your relationship on the low, you know how press get when a celebrity is in a new relationship! they go nuts!"

"Is there any possibility that we can fix this?" Scooter mumbled, running a hand through his hair. I didn't think it would be that big of a deal, I mean we are still technically teens we are going to make mistakes.

"Naked photos have been leaked all over the, tabloids." Another man spoke next to the harsh women. Their stares sending chills down my body, I don't understand why I needed to come ya know? I mean I understand I play a role in this but what could I possibly do.

"In our defense we didn't do anything. I mean the pictures make it look like we did but we were just talking, and happened to be shirtless.." I trail off, I don't know why I am opening my mouth but they're making us look so bad. They're making us look like idiots when we didn't even do a damn thing wrong.

"Exactly, you did something stupid. Something stupid enough that the tabloids could twist it into something worse." The women snapped harshly, I bit my lip sinking back into my seat. What a fucking bitch.

The atmosphere changed, I peered at everyone in confusion. Come on. It couldn't be this big of a deal, I mean this boy was in a two year relationship this can't make him look that bad. I watched as Catherine sat down in frustration, her hands rubbing her temples exaggeratedly.

Her head popped up listening to whoever was whispering to her.

"That's an amazing idea." She smiled to the man next to her, 

"Arianna has no reason to be here. I can fix things myself." the women put a hand up to silence him, hearing him huff and cross his arms over his chest she continued to listen to the man, nodding her head in amazement.

"Can we speak to Justin and Arianna alone?"

"Wait what! no Carly stay." I protested, sighing she met the gaze of the evil women and got up leaving with scooter. Groaning I slammed my head down into my arms what have I gotten myself into.

"Now, Justin you don't want your fans to hate you. You don't want them to see you as some womanizer do you? That's exactly what the media will make you look like.."

"What does this have to do with me?" I growled

"I'm glad to call you Justin Bieber's new girlfriend miss Brooks."