Count Of Three, We Run (Justin Bieber)

30. Drunk

Mia's POV

"Hey lady. Do you know where my girlfriend is?"

I stared at Justin in disbelief. How did he even manage to make it to the hospital, this drunk? And he doesn't recognize me? And did he just call me lady?

I sighed. "Justin, calm down. Let's get your shirt off and get you sober." I scolded Justin.

I reached for his shirt and started pulling it up, releaving his abs. I lightly bit my lower lips.

"No no no. This isn't alright. I have a girlfriend!" Justin said, sternly.

I couldn't stop a smile from coming to my lips. At least he knows his bounderies.

My eyes widened and I smacked myself on the forhead. Keep it together Mia. You don't control Bieber!

I sighed. "Hey Bieber?"

"That's my name!" He shouted, pumping his fist to the side.

I can't believe this.

"You sleep on that hospital bed." I was a special patient so I was alone in a hospital room with two other beds. Or they were outta patients with lung cancer.

...probably the second reason...

"I have to get to my girlfriend~" Justin sang.

Literally, sang. Pop star Bieber so...

Last time he was drunk, he was Kidrauhl. Where did he go? I miss Kidrauhl!

The guy who just sang that he had to get to his girlfriend was fast asleep where I had told him to sleep. I smiled. Justin looked so innocent and adoreable when he's asleep.

I quietly sat down on his bed and slowly pulled his shirt up. It didn't go up enough for me to take it off, so I gave up on trying take it off and took his shoes off and neatly put in on the ground instead.

I moved onto my bed and checked my phone 11:16. I lay down, still with phone in my hand. I went onto Instagram and scrolled down my feed.

There was a picture of Justin. I looked at the pic and looked at sleeping Bieber. The Jusin in the pick and the Justin that's sleeping right now were both wearing exactly the same things.

So that must be today.

“Link on my bio. Check it out #beliebers” was the caption on the picture

I went to their bio and pressed the link. It was a news article, published an hour ago.

There were multiple photos and the article said:

“Teen sensation pop star Justin Bieber has gone to Ocean Weed Club in Stratford. He went with his two accompanies, Lil Twist and Lil Za. Bieber obviously was very drunk, because he was very mad to see the paps. He flipped off the paparazzi while shouting some exclusive langyage and punched an innocent by-stander. Lil Twist and Lil Za was trying to hold him back, but got injured instead. Bieber has shown many of his drunken actions, but it seems to surprise everyone, everytime."

Whoever wrote this article has terrible writing talent. And, Justin really is never not mad to see paps. People should use common sense.

I looked over at Justin.

"Wait... What the hell?!"

I rapidly called Scooter.

"Scooter!" I whisper-shouted across the phone. "What the hell is Justin doing here?"

"He's there with you? Thank God! I couldn't reach him!"

I groaned. "Come over real quickly. He's drunk and I sent him away cuz I wanted him to focus on his last concert, not to get wasted and go all over the news!"