Forever And Always (jb/jm fanfic)

Chapter 9 - You can't do that

I woke up to two tall figures, hovering above me. I rubbed my eyes, to see clearly. I then noticed the two figures were in fact, Justin and Jason.

“What?” I croaked, my eyes were still sore. I kinda went overboard with the crying last night.

“Get changed,” Jason snapped. Well, looks my little rant from yesterday didn’t rub off on some people. *cough* McCann *cough* He’s still an arrogant cow. I blinked a few times, before getting up off the floor.

“Where’s my clothes?” I asked, cocking my eyebrows, unleashing my famous attitude. Well, I did need clothes if he wanted me to change, didn't I?

His face showed the effort he was putting in, to keep from charging at me and holding in his anger. Though, Justin stuck his arm forward to block him. Thank the lord for that. I love how Justin is so nice to me. I still get a little jumpy around him, considering I’m a belieber.

I peered down at my chapped nails in boredom waiting for the clothes. He finally handed me some clothes. I stared down at them. There was bright pink short shorts that would definitely expose my ass and a black crop top, that would expose half of my stomach. Aint nobody got time for dat.

There was no way in hell I would wear these clothes. Its just not my style. If you haven't already figured out, I'm not much of a girly girl. I pulled on a disgusted face and looked up at McCann. He smirked at my reaction. “I’m not a slut. I ain’t wearing these ‘clothes’,” I snapped at him, putting air quotations around clothes.

“I don’t care if you don’t want to wear them. I said you have to. So you will,” He replied, with a bored expression. I sighed in exasperation. I stared at him, then at Justin.

“Ugh, whatever!” I groaned, walking out of the room. I was too tired to pick another fight, I would lose anyway. I stomped towards Chloe's room. She was still sleeping, so I decided to use her bathroom. I used the toothbrush Chloe had given me, then washed my face. I couldn’t put any make up on, or McCann would kill me. I put the clothes on, feeling very uncomfortable. I couldn’t find a hair brush, so I just made a messy bun. I changed out of my converses, and put on some gladiator sandals.

Walking out of the bathroom, I hurried over to the kitchen. I scurried to the fridge, and proceeded to take out the milk. Next, I grabbed some cereal and added milk to it, in a bowl. I needed to hurry up and eat before I got caught by McCann. There’s no way he’d allow me to eat. I slipped a spoonful of cereal in my mouth.

“Mmm,” I smiled, eating it. I began to tap my fingers on the counter while eating. Then I began to hum along with the tune.

“And, iiiiiii will alwayssss loooove youuuu,” I sang to Whitney Houston’s song, eating cereal in between, so my voice just sounded really squeaky. Then my eyes widened, when I realised that I hadn’t checked if anyone was at the dining table when I came in. Idiot. Kill me now. Just do it.

“Shit,” I muttered, turning around.

“Nice singing,” Chaz complimented, but I could tell he was being sarcastic.

“Thanks?” I replied. My gaze travelled along the rest of the table, to see Justin, Ryan, Jason, Madison, Christian, and Chloe. I sighed loudly and slumped my shoulders, really embarrassed.

“It’s not what it looks like. I wasn’t eating this cereal. I uhm, I,” I scratched the back of my head. They raised their eyebrows. “I was just washing the bowl,” I pointed behind me, and then noticed the sink was right across the room. I rushed towards it with the bowl in my hand.

“Sure,” Madison spoke.

“I’m not lying!” I glared at her.

“Yeah. Next time you eat cereal, don’t sing. It’ll just fall out of your mouth and down your shirt,” Christian laughed. I scrunched my nose, looking down, to see the milk had dribbled out of my mouth and down my top.