Love Without Tragedy | JB | a.u| BWWM | COMPLETE

Thirty Four.

Justin was more than thrilled to help me onto his magnificent boat. It was wonderfully designed, even I could tell. Of course, it belonged to Justin so it had to be expensive.

On the deck were some beige and white seats and two glass cubes that were placed together to serve as a table. Just behind the seats was a small pool. Why there was a pool on a boat that was surrounded by the sea? Only a rich person could answer that.

A grown man with dark brown hair joined us on deck and Justin greeted him with a smile.

"Marley, how are you doing? Long time no see."

The man named Marley gave Justin a broad smile.

"I'm doing good, Mr Bieber. How are you?"

"Excellent. You're taking good care of my baby." Justin smiled.

"Absolutely. Always ready. You haven't been here in a while, I started wondering if you'd abandoned her." Marley made Justin chuckle.

Her. So... 'Never say never' was a girl. Boys and their toys.

"Never that." Justin replied.

Marley smiled.

"Never say never."

Justin laughed.

I giggled as I caught the joke.

"Uh, Marley, this is Dileah Banks, my girlfriend. Dileah, this is Marley, my boat's babysitter." Justin smiled and wrapped his arm around my waist.

I smiled politely at Marley and held out my hand so he could shake it.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Banks." Marley said, hesitating to shake my hand.

From the way he looked at me, I could tell that he obviously hadn't seen Justin with a girl like me before.

I felt slightly insecure.

"We'll be ready to sail in about 20 minutes, Mr Bieber." Marley said.

"Great. I'll give Dileah a tour so long." Justin smiled.

Marley looked me up and down.

"Is there anything else, Marley?" Justin's expression went from happy to tense.

"No, sir. I'll be out front." Marley put on a smile.

"I don't think he likes me." I said to Justin when Marley was out of sight.

"Well, we're none of his business." Justin was no longer cheerful.

"Have you brought your previous girlfriends here before? Maybe he just thinks that I'm... different from the others." I said.

"You are different." Justin said, disregarding my question. "Come, I want to show you around."

I put on a smile and slipped my hand into Justin's. Together we walked down a flight of metal stairs.

There was a living room area that was wonderfully set with dark brown leather couches and a beautiful antique coffee table. On the ceiling were round lights on dark brown wood. Behind the living room area was a kitchen that was dark brown with some black: a black fridge, a black stove, a black micro wave... cooking in here would definitely be amazing.

"You like the kitchen, don't you?" Justin smiled.

I blushed.

"It's beautiful. I think that cooking in it would be a joy." I said.

"Wanna cook in it?"

I nodded.

"How about dinner? I'll help you." He smiled.