Chapter Thirty Two:

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So now... You're staying with Justin. He's watching you every move, making sure you don't stress yourself out or anything.

Fredo is still your personal body guard, making sure you're safe and not harmed. Justin wants everyone to keep an eye on you.

Although you've recorded a few, Justin only allows you to go to the studio with him.

He makes sure you don't push yourself as much as you'd like, but you find yourself doing it anyway.

Today was a different day. You were in the kitchen, freshly showered and feeling better than earlier. You check your twitter, smiling at the positive comments from your music.

(Y/n) is amazing!

Her voice is incredible.

Justin and (y/n) should collab together.

"Baby!" You hear Justin say walking into the kitchen.

"Yes hunny?" You say putting your phone away. He comes behind you, kissing your cheek.

"You wanna go shopping?" He asks.

"What for?" I ask.

"The baby." He coos.

"Uh... Okay." You stammer putting my phone.

You rushed upstairs to get dressed for the day. You dressed casually. Jeans, t-shirt and white sneakers. Your belly was protruding. It was a little big, but not too noticeable.

"(Y/n)... You okay?" Justin asks.

"Uh... Yeah." You say fixing yourself.

"You look so pretty." He squeals. You giggle a little.

"Thanks baby."

Soon you guys were headed to the mall. You stopped at a few stores. And yes you guys stopped at a baby clothing store. You weren't sure what you were having yet, but you were excited to find out soon.

After picking some outfits out, you guys head back to the house.

"Justin... I'm hungry." You whine.

"What cha want baby?" He says.

"I don't know." You shrug.

"Ugh (y/n)." He sighs frustrated.

"I'm sorry." You groan.

"It's okay." He chuckles. "You want some... Fruit?"

"Yeah." You say in excitement.

He smiles reaching into the fridge getting the fruit. You clap your hands like a little kid, taking a piece of strawberry. Justin shakes his head.

"You're so weird." He laughs.

"You love me." You say eating the delicious fruit.

"Yes I do." He says kissing your lips.

After eating, you and Justin watch movies and cuddle. Soon you were exhausted and headed to bed. You showered and laid in the bed. As you stated out the window, you hear Justin talking on the phone.

"How the fuck did this happen?!" He yells.

My body tenses. Who was he talking to?

"No. Scooter I'd never... We didn't sleep together... I swear."

Is he talking about Chantel?

"Well... Okay. We had oral sex. But that was it. I didn't fuck her! She can't be pregnant by me!"

My heart drops. He did what with her? When was this? Where was I?

"Scooter... Fix this... I can't lose her. She means too much to me." He croaks.

I lay in the bed, tears streaming down my face. He lied. He said he didn't do anything with her. I trusted him when he said he didn't cheat but I was wrong.

He lied...

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