For You I Would

Alli Thompson is a 18 year old High School student who just started on a new school. She came from New York and has just moved to Los Angeles because of her dad's new job. She quickly becomes great friends with Lea Martinez, and she finds out that not only are Lea interested in her company; so is the popular guy from 12th grade, Justin Bieber. And he'll take her on an adventure full of extreme experiences, intense love and heartbreaking drama.

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48. Part 48

Part 48
Who would ever have thought this? That I, Alli Thompson, would lie across a table getting banged by Justin Bieber. The guy I used to fear because of all the shit rumors going around, but now completely love just the way he is, with all his flaws and imperfections, with all his sudden anger outbursts and mysterious ways of being. His weird ways of showing me that he wants my company, and even his idiotic ways of showing me when he doesn’t. All of this is all so overwhelming.
We’re both moaning, our bodies dripping wet from our hot and heated actions as we’re both breathing rapidly, never wanting this moment to end, but obviously God has other plans for us.
I’m pulled out of my own bubble of thoughts the moment the front doors open and in comes Brandon. Justin immediately freezes and my eyes widen in panic as if I’ve seen a ghost
Oh my god no this is not happening. Brandon freezes too as he realizes what he’s walking in on.
- “Dude what the fuck!? Get the fuck out!” Justin yells, his voice filled with anger. I gulp.
- “Jesus fuck!” Brandon bursts out and quickly turns around as he continues “I saw nothing!”.
He shuts the door behind him, and silence fills the entire room. An awkward silence.
Justin lets out a deep irritated sigh, and I’m trying to comprehend what just happened.
- “Get upstairs and get dressed” Justin says calmly as he carefully pulls out and helps me down from the table. He gives me a kiss on the cheek, and as I walk to get my clothes he slaps my ass.
I squeal a little which causes Justin to chuckle, and then I hurry up the stairs to his room.
As I reach his room I walk in and close the door behind me, makes sure to lock it.
And that’s when I let out a deep breath I didn’t even know I was holding in. Shit.
I let myself slide down the door until my butt hits the floor and then I just sit there for a moment.

Justin’s POV:

As I slap her little petite ass, she squeals and runs upstairs which causes me to lightly chuckle.
But as soon as I hear the door to my room close, reality hits me back and my face turns from smiling to nothing but careless. He’s gonna pay for this big time.
I pull up my sweatpants as I walk to the front door.
As I open it I see not only Brandon, but the whole damn crew standing outside. Fucking Christ.
- “Sorry to interrupt your little business man” Brandon calls as I get out the door, and everyone starts to laugh and whistle. I roll my eyes as I walk to them.
- “You’re gonna pay for this, big time” I point a finger towards his face which causes a huge smirk across his face. I push his chest which causes him to take a step backward to keep the balance and they all laugh again. CJ hands me a cigarette which I gladly accepts and puts it onto my mouth as he lights it for me. I let out a huge fog of smoke, which instantly causes my body to relax.
Don’t ever underestimate the power of an “after-sex”-smoke.
- “So” I start as I lets out another puff “what’s so important you had to throw a cockblock at me?”
I ask, glancing at the guys. They all let out a chuckle, but then the mood turns serious.
No one says anything, which causes me to turn my eyes at Brandon. He looks away.
- “What the fuck is going on?” I hiss, my impatience getting the best of me. “Brandon?”
He snaps his head up and looks at me, then he sighs.
- “It’s the cops man…” he just says and I look at him, wanting him to continue. What?
- “What’s with the cops?” I ask, annoyed by their sudden lack of talking.
- “They believe to be on track of us” his face suddenly shows a hint of fear.
I look at everyone without saying anything. They all show the same face expression as Brandon.
- “So what are you trying to tell me, that we’re going to jail?” I ask, not sure whether I want to hear the answer or not.
And just as Brandon is about to answer, the front door opens and out comes Alli. For fucks sake.
Brandon turns his eyes back on mine, wanting me to let him know whether he should continue or not. I sigh and then turn around as I start walking back to Alli.
Something in my face or attitude must’ve told her something was wrong, because she instantly stopped as she saw me. She frowns.
- “Is something wrong?” she asks as I reach her, and honestly I don’t know what to tell her.
- “No everything’s fine” I lie and gives her a light smile, which causes her to smile carefully.
- “You sure?” she continues, bringing my irritation back. “It seems like you-“
- “I said everything’s fine” I growl, causes her to shut up. She just looks at me. I sigh.
- “You should leave” I say as she looks down, but that causes her head to snap up again.
She’s almost gaping, and from that I assume she’s slightly surprised by my change of mood.
- “What?” she asks and I can’t help but roll my eyes and grab the back of my neck.
For fucks sake, why do girls always have these fucking questions about everything, seriously.
- “I want you to leave, Alli” I say, trying not to sound too annoyed by her presence, but instead of just nodding and do as she’s told, she takes a deep back to have a better look at me.
- “You serious? You want me to leave, after what just happened?” she asks, clearly speechless, as she looks at the boys and then back at me. I curse to myself as I run a hand through my hair.
- “Listen, this is not the perfect time to discuss this-” I say and want to continue but she cuts me off.
- “Woah, wait!” she holds up her hand which causes me to shut up.
- “What the fuck is wrong with you? Less than 10 minutes ago we were banging and now you just want me to leave, just like that, without me having any explanation?” she raises her voice, and I know for sure the guys are listening in on our conversation. I mentally hit myself for my stupidity.
I should’ve dragged her with me inside, so we could’ve had some more privacy.
- “Am I just another Layla to you?” she keeps going, causing me to snap my head up.
- “Don’t you even go there!” I hiss, pointing my finger at her “You know you’re not!”
- “Well it almost seems like!” she yells at me. Girls, seriously…
- “Just please trust me!” I raise my voice too which causes her eyebrows to rise.
- “Yea? Well fuck you” she just says and then turns around on her heels and starts walking away from the house. I lean my head back and roll my eyes in annoyance, then I take a step forward.
- “Alli! Come on, quit the bullshit!” I yell at her, which just causes her to give me the middle finger, not even turning around to look at me. I let out a loud angry and frustrated sigh.
If the truth is I’m going to jail, I can’t tell her. I just simply can’t.

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