Live, Love, Laugh And Forget (Being Usher's Niece Sequel)

Crack That Whip

“No.” I said sternly.

“Nicole, you don’t have a choice.” Usher told me before leaning his back on the counter in the kitchen of the Bieber’s house. “Every teen has to attend.”

“I don’t want to why can’t I just be home schooled or online school.” I grumpily asked him crossing my arms.

“It’s your mother’s decision and I agree with it. We want you to have a normal life and going high school is a part of that.”

I groaned. “What if I don’t want to be normal?”

“Nicole you are going to school starting next week, end of story. Plus it won’t be that bad, Caitlin goes to the school you will be enrolled in, she will show you around and help you until you get on your feet.”

I rolled my eyes and looked in any other direction besides in ushers.

“Look I’m sorry, but it’s only for your own good.”

“I’m not going to fit in.” I whispered.

“What?” Usher said obviously not hearing me.

“Nothing.” I shook my head, got up and walked up to my room.

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“Hey, Nicole.” Justin said walking into my room.

“Hmm.” I mumbled rolling over in my bed, half asleep.

“Are you sleeping?” he asked. “It’s 4 o’clock in the afternoon.”

I slowly sat up and rubbed my eyes.

“I was tired.” I stated.

“Must have been, anyway do you want to come with me to get fitted for my tux for the VMA’s?”

I sighed, “Sure, just give me a minuet to get dressed.” I said standing up and walking to my closet.

“No problem.” He said sitting down on my bed, scrolling through his phone.

I shook my head and picked out a pair of yoga’s, along with a white cami and a black and white sweater to go over it. I matched the look with a pair of knee high leather boots.

I quickly brushed my hair and my teeth.

“Okay lets go.” I said walking to the door.

“About time.” Justin said smirking.

“Oh please it didn’t even take me 10 minutes.”

“I’m kidding babe.” He said taking his hand in mine and giving it a gentle kiss.

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“Slug bug!” I yelled punching Justin in the arm.

“Ow, damn you have an arm on you.” Justin said rubbing his arm.

I sighed. “Are we almost there?”

“Almost, if this car in front of us would drive a little faster.”

“So will your suit match my dress?” I asked pondering my own question myself. “Or does that only happen at prom? Are couples supposed to match at events like this or would that just be weird and people would judge us and look at us like a too attached couple who always have to look alike almost like we can’t be our own person, plus-”

“Nicole!” Justin yelled before chuckling. “Calm down.”

I took a deep breath.

“I’m sorry, it’s just every time I think about walking on the red carpet I get super nervous and my hands get clammy and they start shaking.” I said giving him a worried look.

“Everything will be fine Nicky.” He said pulling into a half way full parking lot.

I nodded and gave him a small smile.

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“How do I look?” Justin asked coming out of the dressing room at Louis Vuitton.

“You look amazing.” I said before looking around at the small quiet store. “You know I didn’t even know they had fashion stores like this in Georgia…”

“Yeah, normally I would go to L.A before the award show for a fitting but I figured with Annabel designing your dress I didn’t want to leave you here.” He told me while a lady was tailoring the suit to fit him better. “Speaking of the dress it should be done we should swing over there after this.”

I nodded my head, “Yeah sounds like a plan.”

He scrunched his eyebrows at me. “Is there something wrong, like besides being nervous about the VMA’s?” he asked

I smiled, “Course not, I’m excited to see my dress.” I told him

“Me too, you’re going to look beautiful in it.” he said smiling.

I hope so.

The truth is I lied to Justin, I wasn’t fine. I’m nervous about everything lately. I mean walking on the red carpet is enough to drive me insane with stupid thoughts of me falling and making a fool of myself but then this morning with Usher springing the whole school thing on me. I just wish I could calm down about all of this.

“Ready to go?” Justin asked coming out of the dressing room dress in his normal clothes. I didn’t even notice him leave to change.

“Yeah.” I said smiling standing up and walking out with him hand in hand.

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“That dress looked beautiful on you Nicole.” Justin said as we walked into his house.

“Thanks babe. I’m exhausted, I forgot how far away Chanel was.” I said sitting down on bench in the entry way to take off my boots.

I sighed before standing back up.

“Carry me.” I said putting my arms out.

He laughed before picking me up bridle style.

“Crack goes that whip.” a voice said behind us as he walked up the stairs.

“Shut up usher.” Justin said before carrying me into my room.

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Hey guys, oh my gosh it has been forever. I'm so sorry. :( I have been so busy and once agian I have writers block. :/

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