Texting Justin Bieber

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This is the final chapter, don't hate me..

**Justin's Point of View**
**Justin-35 Prim-31 Jason-12**

I sit next to Prim on the couch watching the Notebook. The door bell rings and I stand up to get it. I open the door and see Meajor standing there with pizza.

"It's a party now, I'm here." he says.

"Great, just what I wanted." I groan.

Meajor is pretty much always here. He loves Jason and they go to hockey games all the time.

"Babe, Meajor's here." I call to Prim "He brought pizza."

"I'm coming!" she yells back.

I see her running towards us and she grabs the pizza box and runs into the kitchen.

"Well, let's eat!" Meajor cheers.

How do I have the weirdest family? I shake it off and chuckle to myself. I walk into the kitchen after letting our dog out.

"Are you guys going to share?" I ask seeing the pizza is almost half gone.

"No, you can make yourself something." Prim says.

"Yeah, thanks" I say rolling my eyes but hugging her tightly.

I quickly grab two slices and run away knowing they'll chase me. I go into the bathroom and lock the door.

"He took pizza, who does he think he is." I hear Meajor say.

"I don't know, but I want a drink" Prim says. "Justin where's the soda!"

"I don't think we have any." I say back.

I go out of the bathroom and look in the kitchen for some soda. After five minutes of looking and no luck Prim gives up and grabs her keys.

"I'll go get some." she says hugging my waist.

"Ok, be careful." I say, "I love you."

"I love you too." she says kissing my lips. I hold her close to me and kiss her for a couple more seconds before letting her go.

Se heads to her car and I close the door. I head back to the couch and sit down. I text Scooter to sign out a booth in the studio for tomorrow and Meajor looks at me.

"Where's Jason?" he asks.

"Upstairs playing video games." I respond.

"Ok cool, I'm gonna go say hi."

I roll my eyes and take a sip of my water. I turn on some hockey, Penguins versus the Predators. I don't really care who wins, no team from Canada.

I get up since the first period is over and grab some popcorn. Ten minutes later my phone rings and I don't bother to look at the ID and I pick it up.

"Hello?" I say into the speaker.

"Is this Justin Bieber?" the male voice says back.

"Yes, who is this?" I respond.

"My name is Sam Leeks, I'm apart of the County's Police Department."

"Ok, why are you calling me?" I ask trying not to sound rude.

"I'm sorry to report a crash that has happened causing your wife to pass." he says.

My eyes well up and I cover my mouth trying not to let out my sobs, "W-What? H-How?"

"A girl reported that paparazzi vans were snapping photos of Mrs. Bieber causing other cars to swerve due to the flashes hitting her car and flipping it over." he says.