Chapter 4-Alexie.

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I woke up and saw that I was wearing Bailey's clothes but in my house. "Good morning bae." Justin greeted. "Where am I ?" "Your room." "Where's my clothes ?" "Laundry except your jeans." "Thank you. I need to shower. I hate wearing baggy clothes." "You wear mine." "Your small clothes." "So ?" "Bailey gave me clothes that he wears today !" "Bae, it's okay. Go shower and I wanna pick your outfit." "Okay !" I took a shower and went into my room to see that Justin got me the cutest outfit ever ! It also kinda matched his, since he was gonna wear a green plaid shirt. Once he finished showering, I went into the bathroom and started to curl my hair, but only the half of the front part and some in the back. I sprayed my hair with thermal spray and started to curl. When I finished, I sprayed my hair with hair spray all over it. Justin walked in, "I love this smell." "Can I curl your hair ?" "Hell no. Besides, that's to big for my hair." "I have a small one bae." "Fuck no. I want gel though." "Find it." "That's what I'm trying to do." "Whatever." I laughed, walking out of the bathroom. I laid down on my bed, carefully not ruining my curls. I was fooling around with my phone until I dropped it and hit my face. I decided not to use my phone and stared at the ceiling. A few moments later, Justin came in and crawled on top if me. I blushed and he pecked my lips. I stuck my bottom lip out and he kissed me again. I wrapped my arms around his neck and we started to have a make out session. It was perfect until Cameron barged in and yelled at us. "Doe !" I yelled. "MOOM ! Alexie and Justin are making out !" he screamed. I heard my mom groan, "Were they in clothes ?!" "Yes." "Then I kinda really don't care. Alexie ! No tongue !!" "Promise !" Justin and I yelled. "You always get away with everything !" Cameron complained. "Cameron !" I rushed to him. "I'm sorry but you're a player. Why are you so peed off ?" "Because once I'm older, people will know I'm a player and I won't be able to date someone so serious." "I told you but I'll help you. When do you want to stop ?" "Uhm, maybe sophomore year." "Then at the last quarter of freshman year, start to change or before. I'll help." "Thanks Al." "No prob Cam." I giggled and hugged him. "I love you." "I love you too big sis." I smiled and picked him up bridal style and went to the kitchen and saw Justin talking to my grandpa. "Happily married !" Cameron hollered. Justin got up, "Woah, woah, woah, Cameron back off." He got Cameron off of me. I laughed and gave Cameron a kiss on the cheek. Justin pulled me into his arms and Cameron ran off. [Goddamn, I Wrote Cameron A Fucking Lot Of Times. It's So Annoying] "Alexie, you have a nice boy that your dating." my grandpa said. "Thanks grandpa." "No problem Alexie. What's the plans for today ?" "I dunno. Me and Justin are going for a walk but I dunno after that." "Oh that's nice but have breakfast." "I will." Me and Justin grabbed some breakfast and sat and chat with my grandpa. Instead of leaving right after breakfast, we stayed for lunch too. It was my family and I with Justin. I miss having these moments. I was glad that my dad could actually be here for once. When my dad had to leave, me and Justin went with him so him an I could walk around there instead of the neighborhood. We took the limo to the recording place. Since it was downtown, we went sightseeing for a little bit. We went on a couple of rides and once we were walking, we saw a crying little child. We approached him and asked what was wrong. "My parents just left me here." "Since when ?!" I asked. "This morning." he sobbed. "Come here. I promise, I won't hurt or leave you." He walked towards us and I gave him a tight hug. "How old are you ?" Justin asked. "7." he said. "May we have your name ?" Justin asked again. It was like he was interviewing him. "Max." "You hungry ?" I asked. "Yes." "Come here, we'll get you food." We went to the nearest food place that will fill him up. He ate slowly because he probably didn't want to show that he was really hungry but I comforted him. "It's okay, Max. We can get more if you want." Justin cooed. "Really ? Why are you being like this ? No one payed attention to me." "I care for people. I'm president for one of the clubs at school and it's for changing the world." I said. "I'm not part of it but I help Alexie out whenever." "Thank you so much." "No problem." we both smiled. We got to know him a little bit more and started to walk around until we came at the recording place. We paged my dad and we got sent to his office. "Alex, who is he ?" "Max, we found him on the street crying because his parents left him. Daddy, I don't know what to do. This is technically kidnapping." "Alexie, go to the nearest adoption center and we will adopt him unless he wants something else." "Uhm, you're really going to adopt me ?" Max asked, glad. "Yes ! I can't bare to see stranded kids." I said. "But can I stay with Justin ?" "No problem kiddo ! I'd love my own little sibling. I'll call my mom, be right back." he smiled and got his phone. "Thank you daddy." I gave him a kiss and we left. We went to the nearest adoption center and met up with Justin's mom and we adopted Max. He was supposed to be with his grandma but she couldn't be in touch, then an orphanage but we begged and offered twice the money and they gave in. It was the longest ride to get Max but it was worth it. We drove back to my house to get Justin's clothes and pack my clothes. Me and Justin stay at each others house every other week and this week I stay at his house. We got Max settled in his own room and Mrs. Bieber was going to take care of Max until he is settled. We talked with Max until dinner was served and just talk about ourselves a little but more, including about me and Justin. We were watching Real Steel [Heh. I'm Watching That] and during the movie Max fell asleep. Justin took him into his room and we washed up and went to bed. "Goodnight Alex." "Night Justy." "Love you." I giggled, "I love you too." He wrapped his arm around me and we fell asleep.

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