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Hailey's P.O.V

I ran.

I simply ran away from that place and mostly from him.

What? What else was I supposed to do? Let him ruin this night for me? I was having so much fun, I wasn't miserable or anything until he came crashing in!

I ran to the nearest private room there was. I huffed in relief when I was finally away from him.

I started remembering the picture that I saved in my head. He was so beautiful, everything about him seemed so fascinating. The way his dirty blonde hair were all messy but in a kinda stylish and sexy way. He was wearing a ripped jeans and some tight, fitted buttoned up shirt. It didn't even seem like he tried at all, unlike me. the motherfucker still looked hot as fuck, the worst part is that he seemed to know that since he couldn't stop smirking, that knowing classic Bieberish smirk as if he knew how fluttered I was after dry humping him. I wish I could slap that sexy smirk off the man's face.

Oh my god, wait. I just grinded on Justin fucking Bieber.

The Justin Bieber. The same Justin, I have a crush on- I had a crush on.

I could still feel hard, long fingers digging on the side of my waist. Oh his long, thick fingers I wanted deep inside me, sliding up and down my heated core. His hot breathe fanning on my neck making my insides crunch in a delicious way, sending shivers down my core. His hard, toned, sexy body pressed against my back, making me imagine him doing nothing but fuck the shit out of me, right there in front of everybody. His lustrous lips, I'd beg to kiss and feel on my already wet- oh no.

What the hell am I thinking?! Snap out of it, Hailey! You shouldn't be thinking about having sex with him! He is not yours besides he is already dating someone else, he is the one dating someone else! Why the fuck was he here with me, by my side, he should be with his girlfriend, he cheated on Selena, not literally but he so did! Great, I feel like shit.

Fuck Justin Bieber, both Selena and I deserved better.

Does the poor girl even know that he was here after me? How the fuck did he got here? How did he know where I was, most importantly why the heck would he throw Jordan off me and start dancing with me himself? I was mad. This is so unfair and confusing. Plus me being fucking drunk as shit did not help at all.

What happened to Jordan-

My thoughts were suddenly interrupted when I was pushed behind a wall. A tall, masculine figure pressing me close to him. A huge hand slide down my waist gripping me, not letting me more and other on the wall blocking me from going anywhere. Hot and unsteady rapid breathes fanning over my face. I gasped.

Justin.

"Hello again, baby girl." I nearly moaned at the sound of my name coming from his sexy, fuckable mouth. Even my name sounded like the sexiest thing coming from him. His voice was so deep, he almost whispered the words as if it was hard to breathe. Was it me doing this to him? Did I have this effect on me, without barely doing anything? I wondered what my name would sound like when he was deep inside of me.