The Bad Boy

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Justin's POV

I woke up and saw that the bed was empty. I rubbed my eyes and looked for Brooke.

"Brooke"I said standing up and stretching. I checked my phone, 7 30 am? Where is she. I heard the TV on downstairs so I walked down there. I saw Brooke watching the News curled up on the couch. She turned around and saw me.

"Morning" she said tiredly. I sat next to her.

"More like crack of dawn" I said yawning. She nodded and continued watching the news.

"Why are you up so early?" I asked her.

"Well, when I was younger, my mom and I would always wake up at 7 and watch the news in the morning. Of course I didn't know what they were saying, but it was like our bonding time. But that all stopped after I became smart. I'm surprised my stuff wasn't  out on the curb. " she then looked down. I nodded.

"Oh, well do you want some breakfast?" I asked her. She shrugged. I jumped on the couch.

"MCDONALDS TIMEEE!!!" I then got down from the couch and saw her laughing. We went upstairs and went into our rooms. I got changed and walked into her room.

"Do you knock?" she asked crossing her arms.

"One more comment, and you'll regret it" I said smiling.

"Oh really? Why, are you gonna bore me to death? A little late for that superstar " she said cockily. I pushed her so that she fell on her bed and then jumped on her.

"I am the ultimate master bow down to me" I said and pointed my finger in her face. She looked at me and then somehow flipped me over.

"Remember that Josh kid? Well he would do that to me  all the time, so I'm pretty used to it. Nice try though pop star" she said and patted my cheeks and stood up. I stood up and rolled my eyes at her. We got in the car and I drove us to McDonald's. I ordered us some sandwiches and then we drove off. I drove us back home. Scooter and the guys still weren't home yet. We got out of the car and walked inside. We sat down and began eating when I saw the mailman pull up.

"I'll be back" I said to her and she nodded. I grabbed the mail from the steps . On the front page of a newspaper was " Justin gets cozy with new girlfriend?" and a picture of me holding Brooke from the party last night.I almost lost it. I slammed the door shut and barged into the kitchen.

"Justin, are you okay?" Brooke asked. I glared at her.

"Does this look like okay?" I said shoving the paper in her face.

"Justin it's not true so it's no big deal" she said calmly.

"No big deal?!!? Why on earth would they say that you're my girlfriend. They always make things up, I mean you're not even my type or pretty-" I then stopped myself and realized what I just said. She was ready to cry.

"Brooke, I'm sorry I-"I stepped closer to her but she moved back.

"No Justin. I don't need your sympathy, and thank you for saying that I'm not pretty. You really know the way to a girl's heart" she then turned around and walked upstairs. I heard a door shut and I plopped onto the couch and buried my face into my hands. Smooth Justin....real smooth...

A/N: AWW POOR BROOKE....JUSTIN IS NOT THE SWEETEST GUY ON THE PLANET AT THE MOMENT, SO....DID YOU GUYS LIKE THE CHAPTER???

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