Mrs Bieber

{8} Innocent

Word Count; 1267

Isabella's Point of View

"This looks so cool." I say as we approach the huge mansion where one of Justin's friends is holding a party.

"Not as cool as our house." Justin says, rolling his eyes playfully.

"Never." I go along with him and he nods in agreement.

"Did I tell you how gorgeous you look tonight?" Justin asks, taking my hand.

"Yeah, about 5 times before we left the house." I blush.

"Well, you look absolutely breathtaking tonight, my love." He smiles cheekily.

"You look very handsome too." I compliment him and he brushes off his shoulder.

"I know I do." He casually says and I can't help but burst into laughter.

Justin decided he wasn't going to wear a suit of anything formal so he just ended up wearing ripped jeans, vans, a grey zip up hoodie with a camo jacket over it.

We enter the house and most of the people here are clearly already pretty drunk. Justin spots someone across the room and pulls me along to the other side of the room.

He greets a group of men and then start up a conversation about stuff I don't really understand much about. I just kind of listen to what they're saying and playing with my freshly done nails.

"Want to go get a drink?" Justin asks, looking down at me.

"Yeah. You stay here, I'll get one for you." I say as he begins to walk with me.

"Thank you. I'll just have a beer." He smiles, going back to his previous conversation. I make my way through the crowd of people to try and find a kitchen or a bar and eventually, I find the kitchen and go inside. I find a cup and fill it up with cola then grab a beer for Justin.

As I'm walking back, I'm stopped by a girl that looks like Kylie Jenner.

"Hey, girl." She smiles and I almost gasped when I realise that it actually is Kylie Jenner. She's changed a lot since I last seen her on TV.

"Hi." I smile, and we hug, me making sure I don't spill the drinks on her expensive looking dress.

"How are you? How's Justin?" She asks, flipping her hair over her shoulder.

"He's really good. Just over there talking to his friends." I say, looking over to where my husband is.

"Look who just appeared, the wicked bitch of the west." Kylie says, pursing her lips at something behind me.

I look over my shoulder and see a girl with bright red hair who I don't recognise walking through the crowd in a black dress.

"You better go back to Justin, he doesn't want you around her." Kylie gives me a quick hug then wanders off so I make my way towards Justin. I put my hand on his arm and hand him his beer. He thanks me and takes a sip at the same time I sip my Cola.

"I saw you were talking to Kylie." He leans down and speaks in my ear so I can hear him over the music.

"Yeah, I barely recognised her." I laugh.

"Yeah, she changed a lot." He agrees, "What were you talking about?"

"We didn't really talk much when she saw this girl and said you wouldn't want me around her so I should go back to you." I feel his body stiffen as I say it.

"What did she look like?" He asks, looking around the crowd to see if he could find her, I guess.

"Um, I didn't really get a good look but she had bright red hair and was wearing a black dress." I try to remember but he seems to know who I'm talking about when I tell him the colour of her hair and looks angry.

"Who is she? Kylie called her a wicked bitch."

"That's exactly what she is." He growls and I furrow my eyebrows.

"Why? What did she do?" "Well, she was one of your best friends for a long time. Her name is Andrea." Justin explains.

"Why did we stop being friends?" I ask, sipping my drink again.

"Well, we never knew but she was really jealous of you and wanted me. She was always trying to flirt with me but I just took it as a joke and didn't really do anything about it. We were all out one night and she tried to kiss me but she got you to forgive her by saying she was really drunk and didn't know what she was doing." He looks down and I feel like there's an extra thing he's not telling me.

"She's the girl I cheated on you with." He lets out in a breath, "She followed me to Vegas without anyone knowing and when I was drunk, she kissed me and we were making out then we went outside to the car and got to the hotel and we- y'know then I freaked out and left but I didn't even notice who she was. Before I was even on a plane back, she had texted me pictures to bribe me. I completely freaked out when I saw it was her... So anyway, after we had got back together, you found out it was her and you stopped being friends with her." He clenches his fists, "The worst part was that when we were apart, she was there, she was comforting you and saying I wasn't worth it. Now she's just been doing loads of stuff to make you feel like shit like she will send you the pictures from that night or go to the media with bullshit about us... All of this shit just because she wanted me and- I cant-"

"Justin, calm down, it's okay." I say, putting my hand on his chest.

"I'm sorry, I just get so angry that it's her fault we almost broke up." He breaths out.

"That's in the past now." I say and he looks into my eyes, nodding then cupping my cheek and kissing me.

"Awwwww." We're interrupted by a loud voice. Justin groans and closes his eyes tightly, obviously recognising the person and I have a pretty good idea of who it is.

"What do you want?" Justin asks, pulling me closer to him.

"I just came to see my best friend." Andrea smiles innocently and I can't help but roll my eyes.

"We're not friends." I speak up.

"Why? What have I done to you?" She asks and I'm so annoyed that she's pretending she's done nothing to me even though she clearly has and everyone knows it.

"You tried to sleep with my husband!" I snarl and she raises her eyebrows.

"I don't know what you're talking about." She says.

"Oh, come on. Stop with this fake innocence act, you're fooling no one." Justin growls and she rolls her eyes at him.

"You don't deserve him, Isabella." She speaks loudly, stepping closer, "I'm so much prettier that you, so much skinnier. I honestly don't know what he sees in you."

"Stop, Andrea." Justin tries to shut her up but she only ignores him and continues talking.

I'm about to say some snarky remark when I'm cut off by being pushed to the ground.

"You don't deserve him, he should be with me, not you!"

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-Taylor💋