"What Happened/Where Are You Now?" Series Spin-Off
Prettymuch kids are now teenagers and young adults having normal regular life issues. Except they're not normal at all. Their parents being worldwide boyband legends, they face many trials of their...
We walked in the house and Justin was already more chill. Thank god. He froze once he came face to face with Aunt Jewel. She sighed at him and ran her hands through his face.
He let go of me and slowly walked towards her.
"Is... is it true? You and dad getting a divorce?" He asked.
"I'm sorry baby. I tried speaking to him and he was just aggravated and he said he's miserable and.. I can't do it either. Im not gonna be the only one trying to fix it-"
"He was drinking when I got home. He was very angry," he responded.
"Figures he'll start doing that again. He did that when he was younger," she sighed.
"Facts. The amount of times we slapped him. And remember when Brandon was gonna whoop his ass in the club?" Mom stayed and Jewel shook her head smiling at the memory.
"Where's Pops?" I asked noticing Nick wasn't around.
"He went to give Z company," mom replied. "I think Brandon went over there as well."
There was a knock on the door and I opened it to see Uncle Edwin. I raised an eyebrow as he walked in and locked eye contact with Jewel.
"What the hell is going on? Before I whoop Zion's ass explain," Uncle Edwin snapped walking in.
"You not touching my father," Justin said instantly and I raised an eyebrow.
Uncle Edwin did a double take and smirked. "I'm small but I'll whoop your Mindless Behavior reject looking ass next. Drink some water and sober up, you reek alcohol."
"Damn why you came for him like that," mom choked putting her water down.
I covered my mouth and grabbed Justin's arm pulling him to the staircase. We went to my room and I closed the door behind me. He stood awkwardly in my room and i smirked.
"Acting like you never been in a girls room. Sit the fuck down."
He sat down slowly and I threw him a water bottle from my small fridge. He caught it and chugged it down.
"Imma get some of Nick's clothes for you."
I got some of Nicks clothes and came back to seeing him attempting to pull off his shirt. He was failing miserably.
"God let me help you," I laughed.
I lifted his shirt over his head and he automatically smirked as I stared at his body. He was very... very toned. V line and all.
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