One Shot Series 3

The Jealous Type

Demi and Justin decided to go to the club tonight for some little fun. There was a big huge dance floor smack bang in the middle.

"Wanna go dance babe?" Justin asked smiling.

"Sure," Demi responded. Demi would never give up an opportunity to see her boyfriend dancing. He grabbed her hand and lured her on the dance floor. A really loud techno song was playing so they both started to get into it. Justin was doing the robot and she started laughing at him hysterically.

Demi turned away for a minute to look for a clock, but when she turned back to Justin she was appalled. A tall, blonde girl wearing a tank top and a miniskirt was grinding against Justin. She was flipping her hair wildly and getting awfully close to his lips. Demi marched right up to her and said, "What do you think you're doing, slut?!"

She laughed, "Who do you think you are? You can't tell me who I can and can't dance with."

"That's my boyfriend," Demi smirked.

"Whatcha gonna do about it, bitch?" she said continuing to shake her ass against Justin.

"Watch it!" Demi replied ready to go in for a punch before Justin stopped her.

"Let's get out of here," he said rolling his eyes at the blondie. Once they stepped out of the club Justin said, "You're really sexy when you get jealous you know."