Baby Bieber (Sequel to Justin's Girl)

I'm in my 9th month of carrying Justin's baby. Justin is now heading on Tour, which is not helping me at all. We fought about it many times but the decision was finally; he was leaving. Do I go with him? Is the baby a boy or a girl? Does our love last? Does he choose his music over his family?

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9. Chapter 9

  -That night-

  "Justin!," I called as I laid in bed, waiting for him to come back from putting the baby in her crib. We have a baby monitor in her room beside the crib and one beside our bed so we'll know if she cries. It feels weird to know that I'm a mom and Justin is a dad, I still haven't fully accepted it but I have too.

  "Sorry, I wanted to make sure she was fine for her first night home. And I can't wait till you open my present tomorrow," he said walking in the room, cracking the door and went beside the bed and took off his shirt and pants, so he was in his boxers. He hopped in and covered us both up and he pulled me close to him.

  "I can't wait ether," I said planting a kiss on his cheek. He smiled and did the same to me. "Can you give me a hint on what it's going to be? Please?," I said as he pulled me even closer, making our bodies touch.

  "No," he smiled and shook his head. I sighed and just laughed the awkward moment away. "So did you have a nice nap earlier?," he said moving his hand over my hair.

  I stared in his perfect brown eyes that made me melt inside, "Yeah, but a had a bad dream."

  "What was it about?"

  "It was a bad dream because, I dreamt something sexy about you again. You know how many of those dreams I have dreamt!," I said trying to act serious.

   He shook his head and smirked, "How many?"

  "A lot," I said smiling.

  "Well did you think about what I asked you earlier?" I thought back to earlier, and tried to remember. Oh, I know what he's talking about. I grinned and stared at him. He wanted me.

  "Yea I thought about it but not in the mood for it," I said turning around so my back was facing him. I heard him sigh. It's like that's all he wants from me, and why would we when we have a kid right next to are room. "Justin."

  "Mhmm?"

  "Is that all you want from me." He gently turned me to face him.

  "No, never! I love you for you Toby. We didn't even have to have sex and I'd still love you as much as I do now," he said leaning on me and kissing my lips softly. I pulled away and turned back where I was.

.  "That's all I needed to hear." I felt like a bitch but he needs to know how I felt. I understand we haven't had "that" in over 7 months because I never wanted to. I never think of life always revolving around that. It's pointless, it just creates pleasure and some times kids if you don't use protection. I love Justin with all my heart I do but maybe he shouldn't ask all the time. Maybe I should surprise him later this week for me asking instead and not him asking. Man, love is complicated. "I'm sorry," I whispered. He didn't reply but he did put his arm over my waist and pulled me close to him. After I soon fell a sleep.

  Justin's POV

  I understand what she means about me just wanting her for that because I ask way to much because we'll be cuddling and it would seem she wanted it. But I don't want to mess up anything in our relationship so I'm not going to say anything about it. I wrapped my arm around her waist after she said she was sorry but she didn't need to say sorry. I smiled and pulled her close, knowing she loves when I do that. She soon was a sleep and thought about what she was going to say to her gift. The answer I want from her is yes, when she sees the ring. I love her that much that I want to marry her and hopefully have at least one more kid with her and move to some where big and raise the kids. But my career kinda ruins all those thoughts. Maybe I should write her a song while she's a sleep. It'll be hard but I'm up for it.

  I slipped out of bed, grabbed my acoustic guitar that sat in the corner of the room and a note book and a pencil. After I got the stuff I went into the baby's room and sat on the rooking chair and started to plan out the song. I went in the baby's room because just incase she wakes up and cries I can take care of her without waking Toby up.

  After about 4 hours of writing lots of words and notes down I got the song planed out, only to be startled by the time: 3:28AM. I set the guitar by the baby's bed. same with the notebook and stood and watched Miley wiggle in her sleep. I made sure she was alright and I went down stairs and refilled her bottle then went back upstairs and gave it to her because she ended up waking up. I'm going to make our first Christmas as amazing as possible.

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