I Can't Make You Love Me (Justin Bieber Fanfiction) (BWWM)

chapter 6

We were all out on the patio, chilling, passing blunts around. I sat on Justin's lap scrolling down micdotcom, reading articles about black people.

I look up and catch Za taking a video as I read. I let out a groan.

"Was that on snapchat?" I frown. He always caught me off guard, I probably had a double chin.

"Caught slipping bih, you guys look like a cute couple" he raised his eyebrows. I stuck my middle finger at him. They all continued to tease me about Justin as I hid into the crook of his neck.

Justin attempted to pull me from his warmth, but failed, he squeezed my sides, tickling my ribs, making me squeal.

As my long shirt crumpled up from squirming in his lap, I gave everyone a view of my blue Nike pro's. I feel my face heat up as hear Chaz catcall at my little peep show. I quickly turn around and fix my shorts.

"Wow, Sash, your ass looks great in those shorts, where have you been hiding all that" Khalil licks his lips.

"Binch I've always had a fat ass, I know LA has a bunch whites running around with collagen balloons in their ass trying to emulate what I was naturally born with, I know this was your first experience with seeing a real fatty. Congratulations Khalil" I smirk.

"Damn that clap back game strong" Justin laughed, he high fived me as he glared at our friends for staring at my voluptuous ass. I couldn't blame them; it was hard to miss especially in these shorts.

I purposefully stand up and sway my hips; feeling their eyes on my backside. I was blessed with some thickness. I come back with a blanket and cuddle into Justin's side and re-immerse myself into the article I was reading.

Justin begins to talk music and when he might release his next album.

"Are you doing anything soon?" Justin asks.

"Yes, I have studio sessions coming up and I have to pick a single, and then I go on this radio interview tour, that sounds like so much fun" I sarcastically smile.

"You have to start promoting your album soon right?"

"I'm excited for people to hear it and I can't wait to release some of the singles and start some music videos"

"I have to get dancing lessons and shit soon. Double standards, I have to get in shape and all this shit. I'm excited but scared shitless" I groan. I had to start rehearsing. When you are a female singer, your concert is a production. I can't just jump around stage singing, people would just leave; I had to have costumes, choreography, back up dancers, a band. Just thinking about it felt exhausting.

"You know how to dance Sasha," Chaz says. I roll my eyes.

"How do you know that?" Justin laughed.

"I saw her with Hailey on twitter" Chaz seemed to get excited from mentioning the video.

The video they were all secretly smiling at was taken a few days ago while I was with Hailey. I was twerking and grinding on her to some music. I shook my head; I was playing around.

"How come you never dance like that in front of us?" Justin pouts.

"What are you talking about, I dance around you guys all the time" I snort. Justin bites my earlobe. I squeal at the feeling.

"Would you like a lap dance from me?" I poke him.

"Please" Justin juts out his bottom lip, I had the urge to bite it. I chastise myself with a quick shake of my head.

I laugh at his stupidity.

"Why don't you ask one of those strippers that you be sucking their titties" I raise an eyebrow.