I Love My Best Friend (Justin Bieber Love Story) *Editing

Chapter 40

Justin's POV

Let me hold you

Dropping off the guys back over at Twist's, I drove home with Y/n asleep on the window. She finally gets to come home and stay home for good until we attend doctor appointments. She had to leave around 4 in the afternoon, because When we were there,they gave her more medicine that she has to take so she can heal up faster and not get sick.

So of course she fell asleep and we stayed thrre until she woke up, she slept for hours. Pulling up to the gate,I roll my window down to put in the code.

"Is Y/n okay Justin?" I hear far away, but not too far to where I couldn't hear the paps.

"Hope she feels better,man." Another pap says. Finally having the gates to open,I drove in the drive way and take the key out the ignition. Looking over at Y/n I sigh,I don't like seeing her under prescription pills. She would be so energetic without them.

But,she has to take them in order to be herself again. I get out and walk over to her side,carefully opening the door and catch her body making her jump. "Its okay,I got you." I reassure,laying her back in the seat.

Unbuckling her seat belt,I pick her up. Y/n wraps her arms and legs around me,my hands below her butt to secure her. Looking in the back,i see her crutches that she'll need- I'll grab them later. Closing the door,I walk up the steps and put my house key in the lock,turning it to the left. Opening the door,I walk in and go upstairs laying Y/n down.

Walking out of the room and back downstairs,I go to the car and grab her crutches and medicine. As soon as Iback in the house and close the door,I saw Y/n holding on to the wall and walk down slowly. What is this girl doing?

"Y/n,what are you doing baby?" I ask walking over to her,I left out the house just for one second and she's almost down stairs in the kitchen- she sure as hell move fast..which She's not supposed to do! "I'm thirsty." She slurs a little,putting her head on the wall; looking at me with hooded eyes. I put the crutches on the refrigerator door,they didn't stand quite long so they fell and I left them alone.

"I'll get you some water,you're not suppose to get up- remember?" I ask and pick her up bridal style and take her back to our room,laying her down. Y/n rolled her eyes and sit up on her left elbow. "I can get up if I want to,Jay." I hum,nodding my head. This is when I meet Stubborn Y/n,if she doesn't get her way she gets an attitude. Laying down next to her,she scoots over to give me room.

"Not unless you want your scar to grow bigger." I said. Y/n roll her eyes again and lay down. "Rolling your eyes won't make your scar smaller." I tease,chuckling. Y/n flips me off and mumble something under her breath. Pulling her in my chest,I run my fingers up her shirt and rub her hips.
"You're stubborn,you know that?"

"I am not." She retorts.

"Yes baby,you are. You are stubborn on some things,like this. You're getting mad because you can't do what you want to." I shrug,explaining my logic. Y/n sits up and straddles my lap. "Well you're just,ugly." Cocking my eyebrows,I let out a laugh and wipe the imaginary tear from my eyes.

"You're funny." I state. "If I'm ugly,then you're hideous." Y/n frowns at me and shake her head in disbelief. "I'm not hideous." Y/n says laying her head on my chest,I rub my thumbs on her side hearing her sigh in content.

"Then I'm not ugly,we both know I'm sexy." Y/n giggles and nod her head,then yawns. "You tired?" She nods again,getting comfortable in my neck. Not even a minute later,I heard her slow breathing in my ear. Slowly moving her body off mine,getting up.

Walking downstairs to grab her water,medicine and crutches; I walk back upstairs to sit them down. Her phone vibrates on the night stand,catching me off guard. There was a message from somebody with a long ass contact name. Who the hell have a long name- well,she could've put they're whole name on her contacts.