Why did god take you away from me. Justin Bieber & Kendall Jenner

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JUSTIN'S POV

Forcing my eyes open, adjusting to the surroundings around me, I soon realised I was in Brittany's Bedroom. Don't even remember coming here last night after my party, the thudding headache hut me, dam that's a fucking bitch. I was naked under the sheets, Brittany's was naked to, guessing we must have made love then, I don't remember a thing though, I know I would have been really drunk, I remember waking up at three in the morning and vomiting into the toilet, ugh it was horrible, hate being sick, but never have I ever been sick over drink, ugh I'll never get that bad again, and now I have the worst hangover in the history of hangovers, my mouth feels so dry right now. Throwing the covers off my bare body, and sitting up, running my hands through my hair, I feel so dizzy right now, might need a cold shower or something to refresh myself.

Standing up which proberly wasn't the best idea in the world, walking over to the bathroom, leaving Brittany peacefully sleeping, and closing the door quietly careful not to wake her up, last night was such an amazing night, I'm eighteen now, legal.

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BRITTANY'S POV

I awoken from my sleep by hearing the slight noise of the shower running, reaching over to the left hand side of me, feeling an empty spot that justin once lay on was now replaced with a pile of sheets, I smirked to myself as I remembered last night, what a night, the party was awesome, carrying Justin home while he was really drunk and couldn't even function, and then to top the night off we made love, and you would think because he was drunk that it would be rough, but honestly it wasn't, it was beautiful to say at the least, and it was just as I remembered it the first time, and to be quite honest I fell more in love with him. God I love him so much even when he's at his drunkest. I slid my naked self out from underneath the sheets, and stretched my arms and legs, maybe I shouldn't haven't stood up so quickly, my heads burling, at least I wasn't sick, I thought I was going to be, justin was the one that vomiting till half six this morning, ugh it was horrible just hearing him puking I hate the noise of people being sick, I hate the sound of myself being sick, justin drunk way more than me anyway, at least at the end of the night I could still walk, and stand, while he was falling about the place, I feel like such a baby now that he's 18, me is just a little 17 year old sigh, sigh.

Waltzing toward the bathroom door, and quietly opening it, don't care if I'm naked right now, justin's seen it all before, and I've seen his full package all before so yeah what's not to please;), looking at myself in the mirror which was beginning to steam up, i got such a fright at my reflection, traces of mascara from the makeup that I forgot to remove last night, bags under my eyes hair looks like a birds nest, I need a good shower, I look like fucking Mary Shaw, so attractive right now aren't i sorry Justin but repair yourself for what you are about to see. Running the sink full of warm comforting soothing water, wafting my fringe out of the way, as I applied proactive to my face, because I never removed my makeup last night I'll end up getting spots, and other disgusting shit on my face, so better clean and scrub my face as good as I can so they don't appear but knowing me they prob will. Watching the water get sooked down the drain pipe, patting my face dry with a clean fluffy towel feeling refreshed, maybe I'll not bother with a shower, I had one before the party yesterday, and I don't smell, my hair doesn't look greasy just like a bush that's all, it was just my discusting ratchet face that needed sorting.

Hearing the water stop running, and the curtain pull back, out stepped justin, looking over my shoulder, getting a great view of his bare ass, dam the things this boy does to me.

"Nice ass". I said before grabbing my tooth brush, and squeezing a pea sized amount of tooth paste onto my brush and shoving it into my mouth

"Oh Brittany I never saw you there, don't do that to me". He said as I watched him through the mirror. "Nice ass to baby". He winked at me, causing me to giggle like a little school girl. Wrapping a towel around his torso, and gazing at the water running down his abs, dam that's fucking hot, he locked his arms around me as I spat out the remaining tooth paste in my mouth, now that's done, time to get changed, his hands slid down to my bare ass cheeks, giving them a demanding tight unexpected squeeze making me jump with exciment. "Don't squeeze my ass Justin". I wined making him chuckle
"Well its a nice ass and therefore I will squeeze it babe, and these boobies are mine to". See told you he has a thing for my breasts
"And you will keep you're hands off them to, and brush your ratchet teeth Justin it stinks of alcohol and sick, I think I'm going to be sick getting a waffed of that". Ugh his breathe absolutely stinks of alcohol and sickness, makes me want to gag, my gag reflex is really bad, its terrible
"Ratchet what a word, you've never called anything of mine ratchet before babe". He said mocking on my cheek
"Eww don't even kiss any part of me until you have brushed your teeth Justin, boys". I rolled my eyes jokily, as he took his tooth brush, and squeezed a large amount of tooth paste onto his brush not even going to comment at the amount he wastes. Pacing my naked self back through to my room slipping on a pair of lace underwear and matching bra out from my chest of drawers, now its the task of finding something to wear for the day.