𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐃

08: familiar

Elle's PoV

I rush out of the room to escape the thick tension Justin gave me. The second I step out, I hear Ethan walking out of a room and talking to someone.

I hide behind the door.

"I'm not going to apologize," he tells someone.

"I have to talk to his lawyer. I'll let you know right after," someone, probably his lawyer, answers.

My hands are slightly shaking, becoming anxious with every second passing by. Sweat forming on my entire body, my skin is burning like it's on fire.

Their voices came closer and I panicked that they will find me next to Justin. Looking back at him, his eyes were glued on my back until I caught him.

My eyes are looking for a place to hide and I didn't know if I should just show myself to Ethan and make myself suspicious or hide.

I was too late, "just hide behind there," Justin breaks the silence and pointed to a door.

My teary eyes stare at him blankly, I shouldn't trust his words because I'm just a big joke to him.

"Stop staring and hide, I'm not going to tell him you're here," he tells me in a bossy tone.

Without thinking, I listened to him and rushed towards the door. As I slammed the door shut, I almost slammed my head against it in anger.

"I'm so stupid," I hiss at myself for trusting him. He will definitely give Ethan hints that I'm here and then I'm in a much bigger mess.

Not even understanding why because just a few minutes ago he played me, humiliated me. And now I'm listening to him and actually thinking he will help me out of here-

"Mr. Bieber, lift your hands," a thick voice orders and I see a window just right next to the door I'm leaning against. I could see them. They couldn't see me.

Justin lifts his hands and got them free, "I hope nobody took a picture, me being cuffed isn't gonna look good for the business."

"Tell me what happened," Ethan demands right after Justin spoke, Justin lifted his eyebrows with his famous cocky grin.

"You attacked me," he chuckles and looks at the door where I'm hiding.

God, please. Don't let him humiliate me even more.

"Tell me how that kiss happened."

"Oh that part," he licks his lips and sucked them. His lips were pressed together for too long, "she thought I was you and kissed me. I didn't push her back and that's it."

Ethan cracked his fingers, "how did she think it was me?"

"It was dark, you idiot. She was scared and looked for you, not me." Justin argues.

"Why didn't you tell her it was you, you damn-"

"Talk calmly or you'll stay the night in jail," the police officer yells in and slammed his hand loudly onto the table.

Justin leaned back in his seat, breathing out slowly as he looked to the door. My heart beat crazier than before, expecting to hear something I was waiting for.

I shouldn't have expectations after how he had treated me, but I couldn't help but feel that there was something between us he didn't want to admit.

"I don't know why I just didn't." He explains and disappointed my expectations, "look, I didn't fuck her. I was angry and just wanted to mess with you."

"We aren't going to work together. I'm breaking the contract and-"

"You can't. You already signed it with her organization." He reminds Ethan.  And me.