Fall- A Justin Bieber Love Story

Chapter 44- Lost

Chapter 44- Lost

"I gave up a personal life to peruse what I love and to make my fans happy."~ Justin Bieber

Justin's POV

My body tenses as I feel myself empty into her before I collapse on to her. We both lay naked and covered in sweat as we try and catch out breaths.

Minutes later I pull out of her and see some of my come drip out. I can't help but find that hot. I roll off her and lay next to her. I am scared to look at her in case I see her face guilt-ridden. I won't be able to handle that. So for a few minutes I stare at the celling as I think about what has just happened. I just had sex with my best friend. That I am madly in love with. The same girl that has a boyfriend.

I can't help but smile. I look over at her to see how she is feeling but find her sound asleep. I can't help but feel proud that I wore her out. I look down at my manhood. Good job buddy.

I throw the duvet over her and wrap my arms around her. I push her hair back and kiss her forehead. "Goodnight Bee. I love you."

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I feel cold air nip at my skin and I pull the sheets up to stop it. I feel my eyes burning with tiredness and I try and hold onto the feeling, desperate to get some more sleep. No matter how hard I try though sleep slowly falls away from me. I can't help but smile as I remember what beautiful sin was committed last night. Never in a billion years would have I thought we would share our first times together. It was so unexpected but I want to do it again and again loving how the sinful action made us become one.

I stretch before turning to my side to see my angel but the bed is empty next to me. I touch her side of the bed and the coldness tells me she is long gone. Where is she? I sit up and look around the room and then strain my ears to hear the sound of the shower running. When silence is all I get, I get out of bed and slip on some boxers. I walk out of my room and go across the hallway to her room. The room is tidy telling me she isn't here. I walk downstairs and call out for her. Minutes later, when my search is still useless, a housemaid walks over to me.

"Where is Amber?"

"If I recall correctly, Ms Jane left early morning."

"Did she tell you where she was going?"

She shakes her head. "No Mr Bieber. She was in quite a state and left in a hurry."

I furrow my eyebrows wondering why she would leave so suddenly. I slowly walk back up to my room. I don't know what I would do if I find out she went crawling back to Douche. I wouldn't be able to take it. That would break me after something so special last night. I take a seat at the edge of my bed. I feel my heart hammering in my chest. Something is not right.

I look outside and see the sun shining brightly. Last night feels too good in comparison to right now. It felt like a dream. And I would think it was a dream if it wasn't for amazing it felt and for the red stain on my satin sheets.

I've given her everything now, I just hope she is willing to give something back now.

Amber's POV