Justin Bieber : One Shot Clean and Dirty

I'ma be honest

Your POV:

“You’re fucking ridiculous, you know that!?” He yelled storming through the door into our apartment. “Me? You’re the one who gets jealous over nothing!” I spat and shut the door behind me. “Don’t you dare call me jealous! There’s a difference between jealousy and fucking flirting with guys at grocery stores,” He laughed sarcastically, “Of all places. A grocery store!” “You’re overreacting!” I threw my bag on the sofa and stormed into the bedroom. I can’t face him, he’s being so idiotic. “Don’t think you can just run away from your problems because they’ll come back and bit you in the ass.” “I’m not running away from my problems, you’re just overreacting over something that didn’t happen!” “You were flirting with him!” “I was not!” “Don’t fucking lie to me, I was standing right there. You looked at me! You fucking looked at me then kept on going with that twat!” “Don’t call him that!” “See, now you’re sticking up for the dick!” My rage was exceeding, I wanted to slap him across the face. “No I’m not, you know I hate that word in general. You’re purposely trying to make me want to kill you!” I snapped. “You hugged him!” He’s going completely off topic. “Yes I did, what’s wrong with that!?” “Come on, Y/N. Do you expect me to act cool the fact that I SAW my girlfriend hugging a random stranger. Do you think I’ll never kiss and tell? What do you expect, or course I’ll be angry as fuck, of course I’ll call him a twat!” He stood there silently, I watched as his face went red.

It was almost like dead air in between us. “Would you chose me or that guy. A guy who mops floors and puts away items on shelves or me, somebody who can get you anything you want.” My eyes widened, “That’s all you think I want? That I want you for your money!?” He can’t be serious. “Well yeah, why would a girl like you be with a guy like me?” “Oh, I dunno. Maybe something called love? It don’t give a shit who you are, if you’re the richest or the poorest man in the world, if I love you and you treat me well then I’m all yours. Although I know … Mark wouldn’t react like this ..” He pinned me against the wall and brought his face closer to mine. “Get off me,” I said through gritted teeth. “Why the fuck should I? You probably want me, like you want … Mark.” I bit the inside of my cheek, he was right. I did want him, badly. But I don’t want ‘Mark’, he’s taking it all the wrong way. “And I’m going to fucking show you that you’re mine, and only mine,” His voice barely a whisper, I can almost taste his breath. His lips moved to my neck. I can’t give him what he wants, he’s gonna have to work harder than that. He sucked harder, causing me to bit my lip harder too.

I won’t give in, I won’t. His hand moved up my shirt and behind my back, unclasping my bra. I watched as it slid down my shoulders and arms, before it lay on the floor, he stepped over it before kicking it away. “That’s my favourite bra,” I stared into his dark caramel eyes. “Well, it’s that just too bad. Mark can buy you a new one,” He smirked. He’s taking it too far. He stepped back and looked at me, pulling his shirt over his head and tossing it away. I couldn’t help but look, his tone abs, his v-line and bulk torso. “Like what you see?

He joked and I rolled my eyes. I felt his hand snake it’s way down to my jeans and unbutton them, I watched by the corner of my eye as he did. My eyes travelled to his tattoos, I’ve never taken much notice to them until now. They’re starting to form a sort of sleeve, I know he’s planning on getting more done, I just don’t want him to ruin his body.

"Admiring my tats?" That smirk on his face, how I wanted to just kiss him so he would stop doing that bloody smirk. He must’ve read my mind, he crashed his lips onto mine, slow but hard. He moaned softly into the kiss, but I still wouldn’t give in. My jeans were pulled down and he tossed them away, he quick and fluent, he’s never acted this way. Jealousy. "Justin, please," I whispered, using this time to moan without giving it away. "No. I’m going to fucking show you how I can treat you. How I can love you." He pulled me off the wall and my mind was lost, his kisses and touch had my head