Unexpected Love || Justin Bieber

~Chapter 56~

Sorry for any mistakes!

~Tessa's P.O.V~

I lay there, deciding if I should go and check or not. I slide off my silky duvet, walking out of the bed.

No one was here, the sound of the front door shutting caught my gaze. The hazelish-brown was no other than Justin.

I miss you Justin. Fucking hell, I miss everything I do with you.

~Chaz's P.O.V~

What the fuck is wrong with Justin?

My mind travels into worried thoughts as I pace back and forth in my room.

Don't ask why I'm up so early, I don't even know myself.

I bite my finger nails, not noticing that I was actually biting my own finger, instead of my actual nail.

"Shit" I groan, continuing to bite my other nail, I sigh. "Justin, where the fuck are you?" I whine.

I came back to California with Justin but I didn't go to Tessa's house, I was actually a little busy with some things.

*Knock * Knock

I snap out my gaze, and walk to the door. "Get the fuck in here" I snap.

"Chaz" he whines. I roll my eyes. "Don't fucking Chaz me" I snap.

He rolls his eyes. "What then? Mom?" He snaps. I look back at him, annoyed.
"Justin, cut the shit" I sigh. He giggles. "Copying my words now, huh?" He smirks. I sigh."Stop, seriously. Dude why are you not one bit worried about this?" I ask.

"Um, I don't know" he shrugs."Stop acting like a nine year old and start acting like a fuckin' nineteen year old" I snap.

"What the fuck?" He rolls his eyes. "You don't need to rub it in my face, bro. Everybody makes mistakes, not just me" he adds. "I know that, but this is pretty serious, you told me you didn't want to be a father, yet" I sigh.

"Yeah, I just don't want to be the father of her kids, if she's actually pregnant" he sighs.

*Buzz *Buzz

I bring my phone out my pocket, letting out a frustrated sigh.

- Chaz, I'm worried. Where is Justin? :/

"Who is it?" He asks. "Tessa, she's asking where you are. She worried about you, bro" I hum, looking down at the text. "Worried? Why is she worried?" He chuckles.

I sign."How am I suppose to know? I didn't get the fuckin' chance to even ask why" I snap."Then go and ask her" he hums.

- Why are you worried?

- Because he left the house a little early and I just got a little worried :/

- Don't worry I'm sure he'll be back soon :)

- Ok, thanks Chaz :)

- Anything for you

- Really? Thanks, again.

- Yeah, of course. You're my close friend :b

- Same, 'close friend'

- Funny

"Ahem?" He snaps. I look up at him, smiling a little."Getting a little carried away there, are we?" He smirks. I roll my eyes.

"I was just covering up your ass, Justin. You should be greatful" I snap.

"Alright, alright. Thank you, but you were getting carried away, I saw you" he adds.

Overprotective much?

"What are you going to do about getting Selena pregnant?" I ask, ignoring what he previously said. He sighs. "You don't know if she is actually pregnant, Chaz" he hums.

"She tweeted it yesterday" I mutter.

"But nobody saw the test, it was just her" he shrugs. "So, what are you trying to say?" I raise an eyebrow.

"That, she isn't pregnant. That she's just faking it" he mutters.

"So how are you going to find out that she isn't pregnant?" I ask. "I'm going to see her" he walks to the door.

"You comin' or what?" He mumbles.

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