He looked at me with pain in his eyes, he looked straight through me, like he was far away.. I felt something rush over me, I felt scared, no! I'm overreacting.. "Hey", I was broken out of my thoughts.
"Hey baby, good job out there"
"thanks, it was boring though haha, come on let's get out of here."
I walked behind Justin, still wondering as to what just happened. Justin had just finished a photo-shoot, and while he was staring.. I felt scared, but I know I'm trusted with Justin. I know nothing is wrong, so why did I feel that way? Doesn't matter I guess, maybe it was just the facial he makes, maybe... "Wanna go to inside-out burger sweety?" I was broken out of my thought again, "are you okay?" Justin asked sounding concerned. "Huh? Oh yeh I'm fine" I said forcing a smile. "You were just staring straight ahead?" he said. "Just thinking" I said. "Baby, you can tell me anything, you know that right?" he said rubbing my leg with one hand and driving with the other. "Yeh, I know" I said looking over at him while smiling.
As we pulled up he leaned in to give me a kiss, I leaned in as well and only gave him a peck. I turned to open the door but he grabbed me and kissed me harder, I smiled in the kiss making him pull away. He smiled as well and we both got out of the car, he come around to my side and shut the door for me. "Thank you, my prince" I said giggling as we intertwined our fingers. "Have I told you, you look hot today?" he said with a smirk. "no, but do you want to?" I said also smirking and leaning in to give him a kiss.
I was wearing denim light wash skinny jeans, with black & white vans and a white flowy top, with my hair up in a messy bun.
We walked into Inside-Out burger and made our order, we sat in a booth over near a window, I stared out the window analysing anything I could see, trees, cars driving by, the playground here, anything really.. I could feel Justin staring at me, so I looked over to face him "whaat" I said giggling.. "nothing, nothing" he said putting his hands up in defence. "you just... haven't seemed yourself all day" he said. I grabbed his hands in mine, "trust me, I'm fine" I say looking him straight in the eye, trying to see the look I saw before.. nothing?
"You don't look fine, I'm worried about you!" he said with worried look in his eyes. I sighed "come on, let's go back to yours" I say standing up, by now there were hundreds of beliebers and paparazzi taking photos of us through the glass windows. Justin put his hoodie up over his head and pulled me in his arms, we tried to push everyone aside, and get to Justin's Chrome Ferrari with black tinted windows, he quickly opened up my door and shoved me in "ow" I said because my arm hurt, but before he could hear me he slammed the door shut. "why would he do that?" I thought to myself while letting a tear escape my eye. Justin got in the drivers side and shut the door real quick, ow.. I looked at my arm and there was already bruising, I let a tear slip and roll down my cheek.. I knew Justin would never hurt me purposely like that, he was just trying to protect me, right?
Justin got in and slammed the door, he started up the car and beeping his horn, trying to move all the paparazzi. I quickly wiped the tear away and covered my arm with my white cardigan. I looked over at him, his jaw clenched, god damn I love when he does that. I smiled a little and saw him take a glimpse at me before looking back at the road. "What?" he asked giggling, "your sexy" I say making him do an actual laugh "I know" he smirked. I tried to push the thought to the back of my head.
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We pulled up into his garage, by now I wasn't so fascinated with his million and one cars (exaggeration). I was grabbing my bag and all my little things like rubbish I left in here and stuff, when he opened up my door, "come on" he said smirking, "no-ones home" he said, I giggled.. I put my Kardashian bag on the bench and rubbish in the bin as he was dragging me up stairs, I giggled an started walking at his pace instead of being dragged, "this flight of stars takes forever, why didn't we just take the elevator?" I asked taking a breath, "because" he smirked while wiggling his eyebrows. We had finally made it into his bedroom, we separated hands and I sat by the end of his bed, taking off my shoes as he shut the door. I jumped onto his king side bed and laid there, I sighed in a 'I'm tired and I'm going to bed' type of way. He come around the side of the bed and bent down to my eye level, I was expecting him to say something but he crashed his lips onto mine. He crawled onto the bed and we were having a complete make out session, he crawled on top of me, and while doing the he licked my bottom lip asking for entrance I granted, he rubbed his hands all over my body and up my shirt putting both his hands over my bra and feeling my breasts. We stopped kissing and were gasping for air. I had my hands around his neck playing with the hairs on the back of his neck and looked straight into his chocolate brown eyes.
I loved him, but he didn't know that.
Justin and I had been dating for nearly eleven months, not once had either of us said 'I love you' to each other, I'm sure we both feel the same way about each-other but it didn't matter right now. Don't worry, I have already lost my virginity to Justin, and have.. had it with him multiple times since we have been together so yeah.
We were again making out and he had his hands out of my shirt but this time he was pulling at my jeans meaning to take the off, he undid my zip and button and slid them off, he got on top of me again but put his hands on my arms "OW!" I winced, "what, what?! Are you okay babe?" Justin I asked. I knew it was my bruise but I didn't want to tell Justin about it. I knew he would go into a fuss. He got off the top of me and I just got off the bed and walked straight into the bathroom, holding my arm. And yes, I was still in lacy white underwear. I locked the bathroom door behind me and looked at my arm, it was starting to swell "shit!" I say to myself, slightly louder then I wanted it to be. Justin was at the door knocking "baby let me in, what's wrong?" he sounded really concerned. But I didn't want to let him in. I didn't want him to see. "Yeah I'm fine bub, you just leant on my hip with your knee" I said, while rolling my eyes at how dumb the lie was. "Oh okay, well.. Come out" he said in sexy tone. "One sec, I have to pee" I said.. anther dumb lie. I covered the bruising with my foundation and chucked on Justin's long sleeve black v-neck T, that was lying on the bathroom floor.
A/N; Sorry if it's long.
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FanfictionA nineteen year old girl who is in love with pop star Justin Bieber, she has been in a relationship for quiet a longtime but starts to get a little uneasy and memories come flooding back.