I Got Her Pregnant (Justin Bieber Fanfic)

Ch. 23 - Was It The Right Choice?

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♥ Justin's POV: ♥

I anxiously made my way backstage after my appearance on Ellen was done. I was happy I got that out of the way and told the truth, but I knew I would be faced with a hard time afterwards. So here I am, nervously looking for Scooter, who must be so pissed at me right now. I was making my way down a hall when I heard someone call my name.

"Justin..." the voice spoke from behind me, causing me to turn in its direction.

"S-Scooter," I stuttered, studying how he stood in disapproval, crossed arms and blank face. "I'm so sorry, I just couldn't lie to people anymore. I apologize but I think this is all so idiotic! She's my girlfriend, I love her and people should know that!"

"Justin..." he repeated my name in a calming voice. I stopped my ranting and listened to what he had to say. Butterflies swarmed violently all around my stomach as I stared at Scooter, desperate for him to say a word that's not my name.

But he only sighed and uncrossed his arms. I swear, there's a smile forming faintly on his lips. "I'm proud of you," he stated simply, leaving me extremely shocked with only those four words.

"Y-you're... You're wha-??" I stumbled over my words, gazing at him in confusion.

"I'm proud of you, kid, I mean... You did the right thing. I didn't like this whole rule either, it was mostly Usher's fault and whatnot. You're becoming a great young man and I'm super proud," his smile was more evident and he pulled me in for a hug. The butterflies in my stomach vanished and I began smiling too. Maybe after Usher's wrath, things would turn out alright.

"Thank you, it means a lot," I replied, once our hug was over.

"I'm glad, but we should get going now before paparazzi swarm the studio," he suggested.

"Smart idea. Leggo," I nod, and we walked together towards the limo. Kenny waited near the exit and with one smile from him, I knew that he already knows about what happened in the interview. He gave me a thumbs up and I attacked him with a hug.

"Nicely done, Bieber," he teased, ruffling my hair.

"Oh my god, Kenny, watch the hair," I teased back, fixing my hair back to looking sexy. He rolled his eyes and led me outside where a lot of paparazzi already showed up.

S. H. I. T, what does that spell? Shit.

"Crap, they're fast," Scooter murmured and all three of us looked out at the crowded area. I spotted the limo nearby, but it didn't look too easy to get there.

"Alright guys, follow my lead. Scooter, I'll call Moshe and he's gonna escort you out through here. Meanwhile, let me get Justin into the limo safely through the back exit, sound good?" Kenny instructed.