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"no! we can't be roommates! couldn't you find some other vacant room for him to stay in?!" I cried.
The head minister shook her head. "I'm sorry Miss Cyrus but there's no available room"
"what?! find a way! you couldn't just sit there and be capable about our situation"
Justin snickered behind me and rolled his eyes. like, dude?! are you freaking serious?! our situation is risky! a girl and a boy in one room?!
"Cyrus, there's nothing to worry about us being in one room...well, unless you're planning something" Justin casually stated
"I solemnly agree with Mr. Bieber." the head minister nodded towards Justin "Mr. Bieber isn't a harmless young man" she continued as he gave Justin a heartedly smile. And I, cringe in disgust.
"but I disagree. I'm not keen of me and him sharing one room" I told her angrily
"Miss Cyrus, I'm afraid there's no vacant room available. If you really want you and Mr. Bieber to separated, you can volunteeringly leave this dormitory and seek some other dormitories available in town...or perhaps an apartment"
I looked at her incredulously. There's just no dormitory as near as this and speaking of apartment? I'm too broke to pay for the expenses for that.
"so what can you say about that, Cyrus?" Justin abruptly spoke, trailing me off from my reverie. "stay or leave?" he continued with a teasingly look in his punch-worthy face.
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I eternally groan the whole time. I tried covering my face with the pillow but nothing can ever block Justin's Metallica and Radiohead playlist.
"Justin, please! I'm trying to sleep here"
But unfortunately, he turned the music much more louder. The sound of that eardrum-exploding Radiohead band was radiating throughout the room and I'm still in shock that the other dormers haven't yelled at him yet.
"Justin! you son a bishhh turn that music down!" I practically yelled. And I'm aware about my current look right now, messy hair, spongebob pj's,...but could you blame me? it's like one in the morning and this retarded prick is jamming along with his choice of artists.
So, instead of shouting again and in return-being ignored, I lazily stood up from my bed and threw the first thing my hand can manage to grip to Justin-the retarded prick.
"What the f--" he muttered as he raised the 'thing' I threw at him. And believe me, I almost died in a heart attack when realization hit me....
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OMFG I'M BAAAAACK! cue for the crickets please!
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He's My Roommate (Justin Bieber Lovestory) JILEY
FanfictionJustin And Miley Studied At The Same Highschool. Miley And Justin Knew Each Other And Miley Despises Him Because Of His Canada-Sized Ego And Cockiness. When Miley Entered College, She Couldn't Imagine Anything But New Dorms-New Roommates-New Besti...
