Whiskey, Trust, & Everything In Between: A Justin Bieber Love Story

Chapter Four

A/N: Completely redid Chapter four. I hated the old version tbh, but this chapter is slightly better. Hope you like! Xo

~Chapter Four~

Justin stood there motionless as flashbacks from the night before played in his mind. He remembered getting shit faced drunk, and meeting a girl, the girl that stood awkwardly in front of him now. He also remembered dancing with her, and after that taking her back to his hotel room.

His reverie was soon cut short when the beautiful brunette before him gasped.

"Holy shit. You're-"

"Justin Bieber, I know." Justin smirked, while finishing for her.

Blushing, the brunette looked down.

"Since you know my name it's only right that I know yours." Justin said, flashing her one of his million dollar smiles.

"Remy. Remy King."

"Beautiful name for a beautiful girl."

"Thanks." Remy blushed again.

"Would you like to stay for breakfast?"

"I can't, sorry. I should probably be on my way." 

"Can I have your number before you go?" 

"Sure." Remy smiled.

After exchanging numbers Remy was soon out the door and on her way home.

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*Remy's POV*

"Today was pretty eventful." I thought as I opened my house door. I carefully tiptoed to the staircase, trying my best not to wake my dad.

"Where were you?" My father asked, scaring me half to death.

The living room lights turned on and I silently cursed under my breath.

"Out. With my friend."

"All night? Did you forget you have a curfew?"

"I'm sorry. We were watching a movie and I fell asleep." I lied.

"Is that the best lie you can come up with? You smell like alcohol. Were you drinking?"

"Maybe..." I nervously swallowed.

"You're grounded. For a month."

Sighing, I trudged up the stairs to my room. There was no point in arguing with my dad, I wouldn't win. Closing my bedroom door, I collapsed onto my bed. Even though I had just woken up a couple of hours ago I was exhausted.

Just as I began to drift off my phone began to ring.

"Hello?"

"Oh my god Remy. I was so worried about you."

"It's cool Des, I'm fine. But I'm really tired so I'll talk to you later." I yawned into the phone.

"Okay, but when you get up call me. I wanna know about everything that happened after you left the club with Justin Bieber."

"You knew?"

"Of course I did. Any sane person would recognize the world's biggest teen sensation, but then again you were pretty drunk." I could almost see her smirk.

"I guess." I yawned again.

"You really are tired. Well I guess I'll talk to you later, bye!" Destiny chirped into the phone.

Groaning, I put my phone on the charger.

"Now time for some sleep." I smiled, while snuggling closer to my pillow.