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

Chapter 46

Your POV

Home and Chill

I was sleeping when I suddenly felt the bed move with a hard plop but with a loud thoop ending on the ground. Hopping up, I hear Justin groan and giggle.

"Ouch!" He exclaims,slapping his hand on the bed and pull on the covers to get up. I roll my eyes a plop back on my pillow,he's been up and drinking since yesterday. We got here at 3 in the morning and I'm tired,especially since we had that little session in the bathroom. I'm sore as hell.

And here we are,with Justin who decided to drink a couple of beers. "Babyy." Justin calls,I feel the bed move and sink in behind me. "Babyyy." He slurs in my ear. "You're so sexy." He says in a more lower tone.

"Justin,take yo ass to bed." I muffle from under the covers with my eyes closed. "Why are you so mean?" He whines. I stay quiet and continue to lay under the covers. Justin pull the cover off me with cold air being invited to my warm body and straddle my waist,my hands pinned on either side of my head.

"Justin get off and go to bed,its bad enough you're moving around fast."

"I want make love to you." He says ignoring my answer. Justin intertwine our hands our hands and pause for a second. He leans in and kiss my neck,turning it to sucking. Tingles went through my whole body as he touch my spot. "I wanna feel your body on mine." Justin lets our hands untangle from each other and I instantly feel on his bare chest and slide them down to his Calvin Klein boxers. "Would you like that?" He hums in my neck and nibble.

"Yes I would." I answer. Justin sits up, stangling a few times and smile. "I bet you wo-" he didn't finish because he started throwing up! This bastard is throwing up on me! I sqeaul as his waste was flowing on my shirt,the whole side of my bed and most importantly...my face and hair! I push him off and get out the bed,gagging. I wipe all the slime off and out of my face,I smell like a big ass bottle of mixed disgusting beverages.

"JUSTIN,YOU- UGH,YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!" I scream and continue to gag. I think I'm about to throw up. "B-baby,I'm sor-" Justin was interrupted once again,by throwing up in the trash can I left on his side of the bed. "JUST GET THE FUCK OUT!" I walk over and yank him with his trash can in his arms, out the bed and push him straight out.

I can't fucking believe him! I told his ass to lay the fuck down and now I gotta shower.

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I angrily yank the covers and pillow cases off the bed and swing open the door,stomping down the stairs into the laundry room. I stomp back upstairs into one of the rooms and yank a pillow and cover. Going back down,I walk over to the couch and throw them on Justin who was sitting up with his hands over his face.

Took me 2 god damn hours to wash all that disgusting chunk and smell off me,and that was only in the hair.

Walking away,Justin reach for my wrist and look up at me. "Baby... I'm so sorry, please don't be mad at me. I didn't mean it." I huff and tense up,I'm still pissed off but he's drunk. I know he didn't mean it,but he should've listened.

"Justin- it's fine, go to bed and sleep it off." I speak calm and nicely,I know the tone of my voice clearly say something different. "I can fix it babe, I promise." He speaks trying to stand up,that's it. I push him back on the couch and throw the couch pillows off and throw the covers and other pillow in place.

"Lay the fuck down its bad enough you threw up on me,stop trying to fuck up more things up and just go to bed! We wouldn't be in this if you would've listened to me,which you dont!" With that,i walk off and to the other room thats down stairs and slam the door.