Gummy Bear (Justin Bieber Fanfiction)

Love Me

As promised, the little shit had called me at seven o'clock. The only bad thing about this was that his number was blocked, so I couldn't see it.

"So, You wanna meet up later tonight?" he asks, clearing his throat.

"Why would you want me over? What about your little groupies?"

He laughs into the phone then goes "I'd like for you to come over instead. We have emotional history."

I burst out laughing, my brunette hair sticking to my forehead "Emotional history? What?"

"Remember that time we were on the playground in the tube slide?" i aggree, he continues "well, come over tonight and I'll finish the story"

I sigh and weigh out my options. How many times does one girl get invited to a celebrities house?

"Okay, fine I'll come over."

-

Inside of his house wasn't so bad. I especially liked the size of his fridge.

"Where your pants at?" He asks, looking through the tv guide.

"Where's your shirt? "

He smiles warmly, then pulls me closer "We kissed in the tube slide."

I nod slowly "You tongued me down."

He chuckles, then pulls my jaw over to his "Can I do it again?"

"I don't like you." I reply, pushing him away.

When we were about eleven, Justin had been dared by his friends to kiss me in the tube slide at recess. He told me that day and I remember I had laughed in his face. I'd thought he was gay. But eventually he got me to say yes, and we got in the tube slide at the same time. We kept laughing at first, we were nervous, but then he kissed me. He was my first kiss. My first tongue kiss. He'd even grabbed my ass before he slid down the rest of the way.

"C'mon, Cass, just a kiss? Just one?" He gets on his knees and looks up at me with pleading eyes "Ill do anything, I swear."

I laugh "You're on your knees, begging for 'just a kiss' from me?"

He laughs along, sliding his tongue over his lower lip "Yea, I guess I am."

I roll my eyes and pull his face up to mine "I don't even want to kiss you."

"Yea whatever." He takes no time to kiss me, his lips softly grazing mine. Justin pulls back quickly "That was one kiss."

I exhale "That was so kindergarten."

He kisses me again, with a little more force. Biting my bottom lip, he opens my legs with his left hand, holding the back of my neck with the other. I hear a soft moan escape my mouth.

"Should we stop?" He asks, pulling his mouth away from mine.

Instead of answering, I pull him back onto me. I didn't want him going anywhere.

-

A few hours later, we hadn't done anything but kiss. It was enough to satisfy him, but not me. I suggested 'going all the way' with him, but he just laughed and went "yeah right."

"I think I need to go." I say, picking my keys up off the floor.

I catch my reflection in the mirror. My golden tan skin was dewey with sweat, my mascara was running, and my long hair was tangled and matted to my scalp.

He looks me up and down, spread out on the couch we'd just made out on for almost three hours "Can you stay the night?"

I look back at him, attempting to run my hand through my hair "Yeah, right."

"Come on, I'll show you a better time than I just did."

My top lip curls upward "What? We just kissed, not an exactly 'good time'"

"Aye, you moaned a lot just from me touching your leg."

I look down at my shoes, blushing.

"C'mon, Cassie." He makes his way toward me "You lied and said you didn't remember me, but you did. Why lie and say you don't wanna stay the night?"

"Because I honestly don't want to stay the night with you."

He wraps his arms around my waist "Please?"

"Justin-"

He kisses me again. This time his hand slides down my shorts.

"Ugh" I manage to spit out "I honestly hate you, Justin."

He kisses my neck softly, running his tongue along my collarbone "You're the one moaning."