P.S- I Hate you. *Justin Bieber Love Story*

Sealed with a kiss

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                "okay guys, great rehersal sorry it ran so late” I said, turning to the dancers who were all taking sips of their water, looking at their phones for the time. “It's 10:30 im sorry guys” I added, seeing Chelsea, slip on my purple sweatshirt. I smirked walking over to her and wrapping my arms around her from behind.

                 “Ready?” I whispered in her ear, and she turned to face me, keeping my arms around her waist. “Ready for what?” “You know perfectly well” I laughed, and she looked at her phone, frowning slightly. “What?” I asked, trying to look over and see what made her frown but she tossed it back in her bag. “nothing, let's go” I led her, away from the stage, and back to the tour buss.

                “Watching movies again?” I shook my head, changing my Supras, for sandals. “Were in San Fransisco, ever been to their beaches?” I asked, and she shook her head. “Their really beautiful. Especially at night, so I thought you'd wanna go there” I explained, watching her smile even more. Once we got there her smile instantly lit up, seeing the blanket I had put out here earlier.

                “That's so cute” She squealed, plopping down onto it. “it's really beautiful out” She breathed, as I looked out onto the water. “yeah, it is” I agreed, moving my hand so my fingers laced through her's. She looked down at it, then at me. I bit my lip. Maybe I was feeling, real feelings for this girl. Not feelings about getting her back but genuine feelings.

                 “Remember that boyfriend of yours that broke up with you over text?” I asked, feeling kind bad for bringing it up again. I know how upset it made her that night. “Yeah, why?” “Well next time I see him, I wanna thank him” I explained, and she looked at me weird. “I wanna thank him for it, I wouldn't be here with you” I added, and she smiled at me looking touched by my words. I kissed her forehead, and then her nose, pressing my forehead against her's.

                “You know I don't think we ever kissed when we were both happy with each other” She explained, and I thought about it. The first time, Ryan made us, second we were drunk, third she was cyring. “Your right, would you care to change that?” I asked softly watching her blush, as she smiled slightly. “im taking that as a yes” I pressed my lips against her's and felt her smiling in between. We didn't pull away until about 5 seconds. “im really sorry about how I treated you” I mumbled, and she shrugged. “It's okay, im sorry too” “Im gonna treat you right” I reasurred her and she smiled at me.

                      We stayed at the beach, warm, just relaxing until I noticed her asleep, next to me. I picked her up, gently trying not to wake her and slowly walked back to the hotel which wasn't that far away only like a 5 minute walk. Once I got to our floor Ryan was walking with Chaz down the hall. “What are you doing?” Ryan asked, looking at me holding his cousin close to me. “i-i Uh- brought her on a um, date at the ah, beach” I explained looking at Chelsea smiling slightly still asleep which honestly made me smile.

             “You really wanna still go through with it?” Chaz asked, and I hushed them as I unlocked her hotel room door, where the other girls were staying. I placed her gently in her bed, kissed her forehead, and slowly shut the door behind me.

            “I really like her” I started, noticing Ryan smirking slightly. “I dont wanna go through with the plan. I don't wanna hurt her.” “Is she your girlfriend?” Chaz asked as we walked into our room. “Well not officially but im gonna ask her soon.” I replied, thinking of holding hands with her anytime, kissing her, loving her. “Im glad, I know how you are with your girlfriends and I know she'll be happy” Ryan explained, making me smile to myself. So it was official. I liked Chelsea James.

Chelsea's P.O.V

                   Last night was amazing. I was falling for Justin and it seemed he was falling for me too. I mean I hope so. I ordered room service and got chocolate chip pancakes. I decided to share with Justin, seeing as he probably wouldn't have time for a nice sitdown breakfast.

           “Hey girl” Chaz and Ryan were walking out as I stepped inside their hotel room. “Heard about your date with Bieber” “It was nice” I admited as they both looked at the pancakes I was holding. “Those are his favorite” Ryan laughed, as I looked around for Justin. “Where is he?” “Asleep” They said in unison as I rolled my eyes playfully, walking towards his bed.

               “Justin” I said, but he barely stirred. I smirked, setting the pancakes down on the table and laying down next to him. He almost instantly put his arm around me, still asleep and I blushed slightly. It was so adorable. I kissed his lips, feeling him smile against my lips. “I'd love to be woken up this way every morning” he said, huskily making me blush yet again. “What brings you into my bed” He joked, as I pointed over to the table with the pancakes.

              “You got me pancakes!” he asked excitedly, jumping out of bed and over to the table. I groaned, as he started to stuff his face. “What? Were you comfy next to me” he teased and I nodded slowly. “Why didn't you just say so” he layed back down next to me, kissing my forehead lightly. Would he ask me to be his girlfriend? Was I just a fling for him?

               “I have to get to a photo shoot but your welcome to stay here, or go shopping” he suggested, and I frowned making him frown slightly. “Will you stay 5 more minutes?” I asked, and he smirked, sitting up fixing his Canada t-shirt. “Depends, can I have a kiss?” He asked, looking directly at my lips then at my eyes.

               “No” I answered, smirking slightly as he stood to his feet. “Then I guess im going” He started to walk out and I reached out for him, grabbing his hand lightly. “I told you what I cost to stay 5 minutes more” he explained, chuckling slightly. “Everthing has a cost” I added, as he wrapped his arms around my waist. “What's your cost?” he asked softly and I bit my lip. “A kiss” “Why should I give you a kiss when you won't give me one?” He asked, pressing his forehead against mine. Okay, it was official, I liked Justin Bieber.