I Was Made For You

27.

"i made one in sixth grade for the science fair thank you very much"

Emma's POV

"Justin! Hurry your ass up!" I yelled. Waiting on Justin to get ready is something I have come to do a lot more of lately. He never use to take this long to get ready. All we're doing is going to the Patriots game. Amber and Andrew couldn't come to the game because they are going through wedding planning business which is still shocking to me,

"I'm going! Don't rush beauty!" he yelled back. I snorted at his comment.

"Oh okay" I said sarcastically in a dumb tone. I leaned against the kitchen counter in my ripped skinny jeans and my own personal Tom Brady jersey. Mhmm, he's still my NFL crush.

"Kay I'm ready" Justin said walking out in a pair of jeans and a long sleeve Patriots shirt my father gave him for his birthday, with his vans and the famous glasses that I will never get tired of.

"Awh well don't you just look purty" I said in a southern accent. He flipped me off and I laughed.

"Are you driving?" he asked.

"Doesn't matter to me!" I said, walking over to him and wrapping my arms around him. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders,

"I'll drive" he said before leaning in a pecking my lips three times.

We walked out of the apartment and out to the car. And of course Justin opened my door for me, as always.

"Why are you still so sweet to me" I blushed. He looked over and smiled and held my hand while his other hand was on the wheel.

"Well you should know that answer" he said smiling.

"Nope! Don't think I do!" I said.

"Because olive you" he said chuckling. I laughed,

"Well olive you too" I smiled. I sat up in my seat and leaned over to Justin, grabbing his chin and kissing his cheek so that he wouldn't get distracted and take his eyes off the road.

We arrived at the stadium and I had to go pick up the key for the visiting team owners box. We got the key without any problems and made our way up to the box. I held onto Justin's had very tightly so that we would get separated in the large groups of people.

We reached the box and I opened the door, revealing most of the people my dad worked with and some business clients most likely.

"Daddy!" I yelled and saw my dad talking to someone. I haven't seen my dad in months, I don't really care if I interrupt him when he's in a conversation.

"Hey baby doll!" he said pulling me into a huge hug.

"Justin Bieber, always a pleasure" my dad said shaking Justin's hand and pulling him into a small hug as well. My dad and Justin have always gotten along.

"Good to see you again Jim" Justin smiled. Yep, they're still on first name basis. My dad always would tease me saying 'oh em gee emma I'm like bff with your bf' and shit like that. Justin found it hilarious.

"So how's school been?" my dad asked us.

"Decent." I said nodding. Justin said the same.

"Now how has ball been" my dad asked, turning his attention towards Justin. Here we go. I think my dad had a heart attack when he found out my boyfriend was playing college basketball just like he did when he went to college, the same college.

"It's great! We've won almost every game. We have an away game next week against Michigan." Justin said.

"And your still starting point guard?" my dad asked. I just sighed and rolled my eyes. Basketball talk is sometimes a foreign language to me.