I looked up at him and giggled.
"Cholè?"
"Yea?"
"Nothing I just like saying your name," he said smiling down at me.
"What you wanna do?" I asked.
"That's up to you," he said.
"Let's play 20 questions," I said sitting up and facing Justin.
"Okay you first."
"Do you like to go to parties or would you rather stay home?"
"Depends on my mood," he answered, "what's the funnest memory you have in the hamptons?"
"Hmm I have a lot but probably sneaking out and then getting caught by the snack shack man and having to hide in the water," I said as I got up and got popcorn from the cabinet.
We played for another 20 minutes when I said,
"Tell me something that you haven't told anyone."
"Hmm well I haven't told anyone that.."
"That what?! come on tell me"
"That I like this pretty girl named Cholè and that I'm dying for her to just be my girlfriend," he said as he took my hand and wrapped it in his.
"Oh really?" I said smirking at him.
"Yes really and I'm just hoping she feels the same."
"Well Justin Bieber I guess I will just have to be your girlfriend," I said looking up at him.
He turned and faced me as I was sitting criss cross apple sauce facing him and looked at me.
"Yes?" I said.
"You make me happy."
I smiled at him and he leaned in and kissed me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his forehead against mine. He looked up and I said giggling,
"Your head is leaning on my cut."
He laughed and picked up his head, as he pulled his head straight I smiled at him.
"Wanna watch a movie?" I asked.
"Sure," he said.
I got up and went to the rack next to the tv. I looked though the movies and said,
"There are only old movies down here. There are more in my room. You can come pick one if you want."
I headed up the stairs and Justin followed. I opened the door to my room and walked to the rack beside the dresser. I pulled out two movies and turned around,
"She's the man or home alone 2?"
"Umm she's the man," Justin said as he sat on my bean bag chair.
"Oka-"
Thump thump
I stopped and turned to Justin. What was that noise.
"Whose that?" whispered Justin.
"Cholè?" said someone from outside the room.
The knob started turning.
Justin.
I sprinted to the closet and opened it. Justin slide in just as the door opened. I turned to the door and saw Courtney standing their.
"Hey Cholè," she said.
"Oh hey what are you doing here?" I said trying to act like Justin Bieber wasn't in my closet right now.
"Um yea," she said as she stepped back and pulled Hannah into the room and Cassidy followed behind.
Hannah's face was puffy and red. Her eyes were filled with tears.
"What happened!?" I said.
"Jimmy happened," said Hannah as I hugged her.
"Can, can we sleep here," said Hannah.
What. What am I suppose to say to my best friend who is crying. No you can't sleep here cause my secret boyfriend who is Justin Bieber is in the closet.
"Um yea sure," I said wearily.
My phone buzzed.
Justin:
It's 1130 scooters gonna be home in 15 mins, you gotta get me outta here
I quickly texted back:
I got you don't worry.
"I hate him," said Hannah as she wiped her tears.
"Do you have any clothes I can borrow?" asked Courtney.
"Yea in the dresser," I answered.
Courtney and Cassidy went through the drawers when Hannah said,
"Can I borrow a sweatshirt?"
No. No. All my sweatshirts are in my closet.
"There in the closet right?" Hannah said as she walked over to the closet door.
"Um," I said frantically standing up.
"It's fine Cholè I'll get it," Hannah answered as she turned the knob to the closet door.
I closed my eyes.
This is not happening.
Please.
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the summer of our lives
Fanfiction4 best friends who have never lied to each other, who have spent every summer togather in the hamptons, but now one has to lie about who she sneaking around with. To lie about him is better to say who she's really with. If she tells them the truth a...