Maybe Next Time | Justin Bieber ✔

13| Gym issues

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I'm about to kill this boy

"Justin give it to me!!!" I continued to chase him all around my house. Soaking wet.

So let me fill you in.

•Flashback•

I was having an amazing dream until this happened.

SPLASH!

I shot from my bed. I caught Justin running out of my room with....MY JOURNAL!!!!

"No no no no no!!" I got out of my bed and ran out of the room.

And that's how we end up here.

•Flachback Ends•

"Justin give it to me!!!"

I trapped him between the island.

"Dear Diary," he started.

"Justin no!" I jumped over the counter and pinned him down on the couch.

I snatched the diary away from him and glared at him as I sat up.

"Straddling now?" He flipped us over so he could be on top. "I like where this is going." He winked at me.

I felt heat rise to my cheeks as I rolled my eyes. He held my diary over his head.

I tried reaching up but I couldn't. My long arms failed me.

"Justin give me my damn journal." I kept trying to get my journal.

He groaned. "Well maybe I could give it to you if you stop trying to reach it because now you're turning me on from making me bounce like that."

My eyes went wide and I blushed again. "Well maybe it wouldn't be happening if you just gave me my journal in the first place." I glared at him. "Then you wouldn't have a turn on in the first place."

I tried sitting up. He groaned again. "Tease." He muttered.

I pushed him off of me and snatched my journal from him. "Don't do it again Justin."

Clearly he was listening. I looked down and gasped. I cover my chest with my arms.

"Maybe I wasn't the only one who was getting turned on now was I?" He licked his lips and looked at up at me.

I watched every movement and met his eyes. "Don't try it again Bieber."

I went upstairs. "God I can't wait until you're out of my house." I closed my bedroom door and fell down on my bed with my journal pressed to my chest.

•Justin•

God why can't we just date already?

I watched her cover her chest with embarrassment. I looked at her eyes slowly.

She watched my every movement. I smirked at her.

"Don't try it again Bieber." She went upstairs. "God I can't wait until you're out of my house." I heard her mumble.

I laughed and looked down. I sighed. "Now I got to take care of this since my horny self won't chill out."

After I took care of that I was bored.

A light bulb went off of my head. I sound childish.

I ran upstairs to her room and threw open the door.

"What the hell!?" She jumped.

"Let's go to the gym." I said breathlessly.

"Why?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Come on!" I pulled her out of the bed.

•••

"The gym." I took a deep breath. "The place where it always smells like sweat."

She laughed. I looked at her and smiled.

"Laugh more." She looked at me and raised her eyebrows. "It's cute."

Bro I swear I saw her smile.

After an hour of working out, I had to do a double take.

"What the hell?" I whispered.

"Hey is everything okay?" I looked at Zendaya and smiled.

"Yeah everything's fine." I looked back and she was gone.

"Hey," Zendaya started. I looked at her. "I was at work and I got a call and-"

"Justin."

I turned around and dropped my water.

"Chelsea." Zendaya's eyes went wide.

(A/N) Hey! So if you didn't hear, I don't know if I posted it up on the conversation thing, I'm putting Delivery on hold for a while and just focusing on this one. The Queen is taking over now! Juicy stuff is about to happen so stay tuned! I love you guys!!

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