Justin's POV
Disrespectful Interview
"Baby,wake up." Y/n whispers,shaking my arm. Groaning,I turn over and cover my head with my pillow. "Come on Justin,you need to get up to go to this interview." Shooting up,I look at Y/n with probably the most ugliest look ever.
"At 4 in the morning?!"
"Yes,we have to be there by 5, because 6:30 is when it starts." Groaning again,I plop on my pillow and close my eyes. Nobody wakes me up from my sleep. I mean,yeah I have an interview and I've been dealing with stuff like this,just hate it when they plan in the damn mornings.
"Okay,that's it." Y/n says and I hear her footsteps grow silent. Smirking to myself,I relax again. If she think for one second that her little ass is going to move me,she has another thing coming. I hear Y/n walk in again,but didn't say anything. "Justin Drew Mallette Bieber!" My eyes shot open when I hear my full name,Mallette really to me isn't my full name. But the person who added the middle name in there, thinks otherwise.
Shooting up I see my mom,Scooter,Kenny,Fredo,Y/n,Za and Khalil standing in my room.
"What the hell-- ow!" I screech rubbing my forehead once my mom slapped it. "You watch your mouth,go and get for this interview." Throwing the cover off me,I grumble and walk in the bathroom slamming the door.
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Walking out with a towel covering my waist down,I go to my closet and find clothes to pick. After finding them,I quickly get dressed and walk back in the bathroom to look at my hair. It's floppy and it grew since I'm paying attention to it. I don't feel like messing with it thsi morning,so I combed my bangs forward and left it alone. (Picture shown at the bottom)
A knock was heard on my Dior and it opened,peeking out the bathroom, Y/n smile walking In and closing the door,sitting on the bed.
"You look nice." She compliments. "Thank you,but you look better." I said,walking over to her and peck her lips. Stressing it enough,I huff and get to the point.
"Why did you call mom over here? And why the hell did the guys come along?" Y/n giggles,sitting me on the bed. "Because,I knew I couldn't push you out of bed,so I knew who would,Pattie. And I called Scooter,Kenny,Za and Khalil to pour icy cold water on you if you still didn't want to get up,but Pattie said to do it her way and we did."
Looking at her and chuckling,I shake my head. Okay,so she did get me out of bed,by using my mom to get me out of bed then had a back up plan just in case.
"Well,can I tell you something about that plan?" I ask,grabbing her wrist and pull her on my lap. "It really made me feel some type of way thinking of you being in control of things." Y/n laughs and wrap her arm around my neck,smirking.
"Well,thank you Mr. Bieber." She purrs,I bite my lip and lower my hands on her waist.
Leaning close to her,our lips clashed and I push my tongue in immediately. Feeling it get heated,I slide my hand up her shirt,touching her belly button and move up to her breast. Y/n touch my hand on her shirt,still kissing me.
"Jay,we need to stop."
"Let me touch you for a few more minutes." I mumble,then unbutton her black silky blouse. Freeing her breasts,I lay my hand on the base of her neck bringing it towards my lips.
I suck on her neck,making her breathing get unsteady.
"Justin...don't Do it right now." She warns,but I continue to kiss her neck. Finding her spot,sucking,Y/n moan lightly and push me down.
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I Love My Best Friend (Justin Bieber Love Story) *Editing
Fanfic*Parts In The Story Are Marked As Private,You Must Follow* You've been there for Justin as a friend,your shoulder for him to cry on,his motivater,his lover. You realized that you love Justin as a best friend but you now love him as a boyfriend....ev...
