Private Life (Justin Bieber)

Chapter 9

I looked at the time on my car, shit I was late. I didn't have time to go home and change out of my uniform. I volunteered at a hospital as a candy striper, my hair was still in it pigtails with little bows attached to it. I arrived at Justin's building, I walked to the elevators and pressed 25. I felt so self-conscious right now. I really wished I could change. The elevator stopped on the floor and walked quickly to Justin's office. I went in without knock and I probably should have cause he was talking to Brittney. "Oh, I'm sorry. I can wait." "No, it's fine. I'll be right back." He walked past me giving me a kiss on the cheek before he left.  

I stood there staring at the ground, well this is kinda awkward. 

 "It's nice to see you again Anastasia." I looked up, Brittney was standing a couple feet in front of me. "You too." I gave her a warming smile. 

I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Britney was staring at me and not in a very friendly way. If looks could kill I would be dead. I rubbed my hand awkwardly over my neck. "What does he see in you?" she asked her under breath. She thought I didn't hear but I heard every word. 

"A lot more than what he saw in you," I said loud enough so she could hear. I heard her scoff and she walked closer to me. 

"Please, you're nothing compared to me, it's just a matter of time before Justin throws you away like the trash you are." she hissed.

She looked at me up and down then stopped at my neck. "That's not the collar the other girls and I wore." "I am better than you and every girl before me." I brushed my fingers over the collar and gave her a small smile. She gave me a death stare and was about to say something when Justin walked back in. "Anastasia, are you ready to go?" "Yeah." I grabbed his hand. "Brittney, please forward all of my calls to my phone and you can leave." "Yes, Mr. Bieber," she answered before leaving out the room.

Justin walked to his desk packing up some things in his suitcase. "Cute outfit by the way." "Shut up, I didn't have time to change." I pout. Justin grabbed his bag and stood in front of me. "You look adorable."  

Justin grabbed my hand and we walked out of his building. He pulled me toward the exit and to my car. "Keys?" he asked holding out his hand. "I want to drive." "No, you're not, give me the keys." "How are you going to tell me I can't drive my own car?" "Just like I did, now keys." I rolled my eyes and handed him the silver keys.

He walked to the passenger side, opened the door and waited for me to get in. When I did, he shut the door behind me. He walked over to the driver side and got in. He put the key into the ignition causing the engine to roar. 

I propped my elbow on the side of the door and ran my fingers through the pigtail. Justin and I weren't talking so it was really silent, I decided to turn on the radio. Music filled our ears. I tapped my finger on my thighs to the music. Justin was looking at me smiling. We got to a restaurant. Justin got out of the car and opened my door so I could get out. We walked into the place and got a booth for us to sit.

A women wearing a uniform came over to the table. She handed us each a menu, not even looking up. "Hi I'm Meg, I'll be your waitress, can I start you guys off with something to drink?"

"We'll have two lemonades and a plate of Nachos." She wrote down the order and left. 

"So let's get this over with," Justin said. I grabbed the contract out of my purse and slid it over to him. "Everything highlighted is what I have a problem with," I explained. 

"You have a problem with punishment? I thought we went over this the other night." "It's not that I have a problem with it I just want to know what else will happen during punishment."