Pretty Woman (Justin Bieber love story)

Chapter 3; Business Deals

*The next day*

*Justins POV*

I sighed contently stepping out of the shower, and wrapping myself in a white towel robe.

I chuckled thinking about last night, it was defiantly something different that's for sure.

I'd never slept with a prostitute before, last night was my first time; i'd never even planned on doing.

Last night i just needed an escape, something to help me forget about all the bullshit tabloids and media.

They'd really been getting to me lately.

I dont know why i took emily back with me, something about her just intrigued me, plus she was hella hot, and an actual decent person which helped.

I liked the way she looked out at life. It was special, refreshing and new. She saw everything as an opportunity, where as i saw everything as work.

I also enjoyed her company, and the conversation with her was fun and entertaining.

I think she was a pretty damn good choice for my first prostitute.

But that doesn't mean i'm gonna go out lookin' for one every night.

I should count my lucky stars i got emily, a young, bubbly and friendly girl, instead of some of the old, freaky, cougars i saw also standing on the boulevard.

i sighed sitting down at the table in the dining room, as the maids cooked breakfast.

Just as i was checking through my twitter and instagram, my phone rang.

i sighed, couldn't i at least get a few minutes peace?

i slid the lock screen too see it was scooter who was calling.

i groaned and answered. 'scooter?'

'what's up kiddo?'

i bit into a piece of my pancake. 'just eating breakfast.' i swallowed. 'so why'd you call?'

he continued. 'i just called to tell you you're needed in the studio today'

i nodded as i carried on eating. 'anything else?'

i heard scooter voice get serious on the other line. 'oh yeh, we have a meeting with island records tonight to discuss the release and promotion stages of believe. We're going out to dinner with them to the Royal Albatross, so i suggest you bring a date'

i crinkled my eyebrows up. 'why?'

he sighed. 'you know how the guys at island records can be, they'll try and demand things from us and force you to do weird promotion things, but if you bring a date, it will make the whole meeting more casual and they might not be as pushy as they usually are'

i sighed knowing he was right. 'fine, i'll see what i can do'

just as that sentence left my mouth, emily entered the dining room. 'hey look scooter, i'll call you back in a few miniutes' i said down the phone. I could hear that he was about object over the phone so i quickly hung up.

Em stood there, dressed also in a white towel robe, picking the nail varnish off her nails.

She smiled shyly. 'hey'

i chuckled. 'hey. how'd you sleep?'

she tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, and nodded. 'i slept good. Almost forgot where i was'

i chuckled liking her innocence.

i motioned her to come over to the table and she did so.

I gestured to all the plates of food on the table. 'i didn't know what you'd like, so i got the maids to whip all the food we had, is that alright?'