"No one messes with Justin Bieber and gets away with it"

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Chapter 4

*Sapphire's POV*

I was woken up the next day by my annoying alarm, and a headache. Just fucking great. I lazily get out of bed, and press the snooze button on my alarm. I then walk into my bathroom, and look through the cabinets for some Advil, after I took the pills. I walked back and fell on my bed. I don't want to go to school. My mom already left for work so it's not really going to make a difference, I'll just tell them I don't feel good. I don't have the energy to do anything today. I'm just gonna go back to bed. Last night was great actually, I'm surprised I made it home without my parents noticing, I only didn't this once before with Natalie...

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After a few hours I woke up. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, and then grabbed my phone that was on my night stand. I noticed that I got a few texts from Ariana, and a text from Natalie. Wow. She actually texted me. I then noticed that I got a text from a number I didn't recognize. I read Ariana's texts first.

Hey, where are you??
Are you ok??
Where we're you last night??

I responded

Hey, I'm not feeling good, so I decided to stay home. And I was with Amanda last night.

I didn't feel like explaining, exactly where I was yesterday, so I just left it with that.

I then read Natalie's text

We're you at Justin Bieber's party last night?

I'm not even surprised. She's always in my fucking business. I can never keep anything away from here, she'll found out somehow. I get it that she's my best friends, but there are some things that I like to keep to myself. And what really pisses me of is that she texted me asking me if I went to his party, and she didn't even say a word to me since the whole fight. I didn't bother responding.

Sometimes I think it's better off us not being best friends..

I shook my head, I reach over to my night stand and opened the drawer, I pulled out a pack of ciggerates and a lighter. I took out a cig from the pack and put it between my lips, and lit it. I inhaled the smoke, and exhaled. It really calmed me.

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*Justin's POV*

Waking up the next morning with a hangover wasn't fun. I wasn't looking forward to today, or anything at all. I groan and get out of bed, I walk to the bathroom and freshened up. After, I walk back to my room, I didn't realize how messy it was from yesterdays party. I sigh and run my had through my hair on frustration. I grabbed a garbage bag and started putting all the empty cups and beer bottles in it.

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I got into my black porshe with Ryan. We had to make several deals today. I drove to the alley, where I usually meet my customers. I parked a little farther from the alley. Me and Ryan put the drugs into our hoodie pocket and started walking to the alley, trying not to draw any attention from anyone that was around. Hopefully we didn't look any suspicious. But luckily there weren't that many people, considering the weather, it was cold, and very foggy. I walked into to the alley, and saw the guys standing there.

"I got the stuff." I said

The guys gave each other looks and nodded.

"Let me see it." One of the guys said. His name is Chris, aka there leader of there gang.

I laughed. "Show me the money first."

They looked at each other again and laughed. They surrounded us, there were four of them.

"So, here's how it's gon' work." The same guy said. "You're going to hand me the drugs, and walk away."

Who does this motherfucker think he is?

"And if I don't?" I say.

"Well, let's say you won't see the light of day."

I laugh out loud, does he really think his threat is gonna scares me? Me? Justin Bieber?

"Laugh all you want. It's two against four."

I laugh once more "Alright, here." i say, while putting the drugs on the ground.

"Justin," Ryan said.

"It's fine," i said.

he nodded, and put rest of the drugs on the floor.

The guy wals near the drugs, just as he was about to pick then up i punchecd him hard, causing his to fall over.

"You didn't," he said glaring at me, while holding his nose.

"but, i did." i smirked.

"boys!' he shouted angrily, causing the rest of the guys charging at me and Ryan.

One guy tried to punch me, and I dogde it and punch him in the stomach, and he falls down, groaning and holding his stomach. The next guy tackles me to the ground, punched me. I became angry. I use my stregnth and push him off, and pin him to the ground and give him a few punches. I stopped after i thought that was enough, his face was all bloody, and he groaned in pain. I get up and i see Ryan trying to the get the other guy off him, i ran towards him and push him off, and grab his the the neck and smash his face against the concrete, i walk back the Ryan and help him up.

"You ok?" i ask

he nodded "you?"

"You're not gonna get away with this bieber." Chris spat.

I laugh "It looks like i already have.'

he became more angry,and charges at me, and he pushes me against the wall and and holds a knife to my neck.

"Any last words bieber?" he says evily.

Just as i was about to say anything Ryan hits him in the head with what looks like a stick.

"Oh what the fuck?!" he groans him pain, and falls back, holding the back og him head, which was all bloody.

"No one messes with Justin Bieber and gets away with it." I spat, and grab the drugs and walk away with Ryan.

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Hey guys! Merry Christmas Eve! i finally updated lol sorry it took me a while i was very busy and i had mager writers block and i know this chapter is shitty, my writing isnt all that great, i couldn't write the fighting scene that greatly. I'm trying to expand my vocab and hopefully my writing gets better! ans sorry for the grammer mistakes i'll probably fix them later, but anyway i hope you guys enjoy!! and Happy Holidays! XD

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