Happily Ever After.. No (SQ to Not A Regular Girl)

Chapter 17

Justin's P.O.V

I grab my phone from the table and get up from the very uncomfortable sofa. I pass the bodyguard mumbling him a goodbye and push through the people as I pass by the dance floor.

I put on my shirt and head to the bar to ask for a bottle of water. I ask the bartender for a bottle of water and he quickly hands it to me not even asking me to pay him but I do pay. Which is something weird to me to do.

"Hey, where are you going?" Damon asks as he puts his arm around my shoulder.

"Home." I answer and he furrows his eyebrows at me.

"Are you crazy? It's your birthday! You shouldn't go home! It's fucking way too early and you are not even taking anyone with you! The fuck!" He yells and I sigh.

"I'm not in the mood to party." I say and he huffs.

"You know what, okay, go home, but the party is coming with you." He says and he takes his phone out, starts typing something in it.

"What do you mean?" I ask him and he grins wickedly at me.

"Hey, you, blonde, want to come to a house party? At Justin Bieber's house?" He talks to some blond girl behind me and I turn to look at her which basically makes her melt at my sight.

"Sure!" She chirps and I turn to look back at Damon.

"Are you serious?" I ask him and he nods before spinning me to face the blond girl and he guides us both out of the club.

We come out of the club and I see Tom already waiting for us outside. He grins as he sees the blond girl and grabs her by her waist. I roll my eyes and just in time our ride comes to our view.

"Okay, let's go!" Damon cheers and we get inside the car with the help of my body guards.

Soon my house house is full with people- half of them I do not know, and have no interest of knowing. They are either dancing or drinking or sharing saliva in every single corner of my house.

I look at my cup full of some disgusting, cheap alcohol and chug it quickly not wanting it to be wasted. I watch everybody in my house have the best time of their life when suddenly a girl appears next to me, clinging on my arm.

I turn to look at her and soon recognize her. The dark skin girl grins at me and I shake my head. I thought I made it clear to her that I don't want her in my life anymore.

"What are you doing here, Bella?" I question her as I turn to face her.

"Well, I heard there is a party and you know me and how much I love parties so I had to come," her long manicured nail caress my cheek but I quickly shove it away from me.

"And, I also came to know why the fuck you suddenly shut me off." Her mood suddenly turns into a dark one and I groan not in the mood for her.

"Look I don't want anything with you anymore! Get in that in your head! You can stay here but don't interact with me." I walk past her, bumping my shoulder with her, and I hear her gasp but I ignore it.

I approach Damon as he is next to the table where they are playing beer-pong and grab his arm, dragging him away with me and making him miss his shot.

"Hey!" He yells at me, not so happy he just lost.

"Why the hell you called Bella?!" I ignore his burst and glare at him, but he laughs.

"She is my girlfriend, come on, Justin, loosen up," he pats my shoulder, "you know what, because it's your birthday I will allow you have some good time with her." He winks at me and walks away, leaving me with my jaw at the floor.