The rest of the day at school pasted by like a blurr. After school, I met up with Justin... Well actually Justin had met up with me. He was waiting at my locker for me ... Well now that I think about it how did he know
Locker was? Okay that is just freaky!
"Alright let's go." I said to him impatient to go to the airport.
"Wait... You never explained what you meant at English?"
"So you never ... Are you... Oh my FISH! You don't have a brain at all, Bieber!"
"You know I like it when you call me by my last name" he smirked." it sounds sex-ayyy." oh how badly I wanted to punch that smirk off his face. "Anyways... I was just joking I know what you meant. Just get your stuff and let's go to my car."
" I already did."
"Then what are you standing here for?" I started to walk away. He soon caught up with my pace and then pointed to his car. As soon as he did my mouth hung open. HIS FRIGGIN CAR WAS AWESOME !!! Yes I had just cursed but that was in my head so stop complaining!
"This- you- Wow." honesty "wow" was an understatement. His car was so shiny and ... Metallic? It was so shiny that I could see myself in this cars reflection better than my mirror at home.
(idk but I hope you guys know where I am coming from... I am talking about his car that he talked about in his interview with Jimmy Falcon in 2012)
"Yeah." he scratched the back of his head, awkwardly. " My dad bought it for me."
I turned to face him, my mouth still hanging open. " Close your mouth, McChill, bugs are going to crawl in." I closed my mouth, being brought back to reality by his comment.
"Well open the car." he raised an eyebrow at me. " What? We are still going to the airport." I stood there thinking for a moment..." Actually, no. Let's go to your house first."
"What? why?"
"Because the flight isn't until 8, and it's only 3:30."
"Okay fine, but why my house?
"Because my house is far away and plus I forgot the keys."
"and how are you going to get in at night?"
"My dad will be home by then do I won't be needing your
Support , but why thank you for your concern." I said, sarcasm deathly dripping through my voice at the second sentence.
"You know other girls practically throw themselves at me, why don't you?" he asked with the most sincere look. What the fuck is wrong with this boy? How can he look so sincere with THIS type of question? He is weird ....
"Because I am not that type of girl, Justin" I said walking to the car.
"What do you mean by that?"
"I mean that I am not a girl that is willing to have her heart broken in a matter of few days, because of a boy." h I stood at the car door waiting for him to unlock the car. He studied my face for any type of lie or something. After that he jogged over to the car and unlocked it . After we sat in and he had started the car. We had finally started down the road, when he broke the surprisingly, calm silence between us.
"Umm why are we even going to the fuckinhg airport? You know if you want McDonalds there is one right here we can. Just get that..." and now we were back to the regular selves.
"Yes Bieber. I am going to the airport just because I want some large fires from McDonald." I said with the most sarcasm.
"Are fucking kidding me !! We are going there just for that?!" he said literally stoping the car in its tracks.
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The Player. (Justin Bieber Love Story)
Random(On Hold) He plays with hearts, like a kid plays with his race cars. Uses them then throws them away. But this new girl has him tripping over his own traps. Someone finally captured his heart. But there is one problem... How can she trust him?
