Married to Justin... Bieber

Chapter 5

***I know the way I've been writing the story is past Christmas, but I'm making it Christmas Eve!***

**Christmas Eve**

"Justin! Slow down!" I screamed, he was driving extremely fast on the highway.

"Wait until I get the paparazzi off our tails!" he yelled back.

"Justin! We have Dylan in the back, and two babies on the way!" I yelled. "Slow down!"

Dylan started to cry.

"Dylan? What's wrong?" I asked then was smacked against the window due to Justin's reckless driving.

"I don't like when you two fight." he cried even more.

"We wouldn't be fighting if your mom wasn't acting like a passenger seat driver." Justin said.

"Do you know how bad this arguing is for the babies and Dylan?!" I yelled.

"Yea! I do! If you would stop yelling at me for my driving, I wouldn't be yelling!" he screamed.

I saw blue and red lights flash and a siren.

"Shit." Justin said then pulled over.

The police officer came over to our window, Justin put it down.

"Yes officer?" Justin asked.

Dylan was crying even more now.

"Mr. Bieber, do you know how fast you were driving?" he asked.

"No." Justin said.

"95 mph, that's very dangerous. I'm afraid I'm going to have to give you a ticket." he said then reached into his pocket.

"Wait! Why aren't the paparazzi that were chasing us get in trouble?" he asked.

"What paparazzi?" he asked.

"Never mind." Justin sighed.

"150 dollars." the cop said.

Justin gave him money and we drove slower than before on the highway. Justin was in a horrible mood so I didn't bother him.

"We're here." Justin mumbled, we were at his dad's house.

"Dylan." I whispered, shaking him.

"Are we here?" he asked.

"Yep, come on." I said helping him out of the car carrying him.

"Let me take him." Justin said.

"I have him." I said.

"Rachel, let me take him." Justin said.

"I have him!" I said.

"What ever." Justin said and slammed the door shut.

I walked into Jeremy's house, put Dylan down on the couch.

"Hey Rachel!" Jeremy exclaimed.

"Hi." I said then hugged him.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Justin." I said then he walked in, slammed the door and dropped all of the luggage.

"It would've been nice if you would've helped me with the luggage!" he yelled.

I just bursted into tears and dropped to the floor, Jeremy kneeled down to my side. He rubbed my back, "I'll talk to him." he whispered. I just kept crying.

I heard him and Justin in the kitchen.

"Look what you're doing to her!" he exclaimed.

"She been getting on my nerves, I can't handle this anymore." he said then walked out of the house. I ran out after him and caught his jacket.