"Is that really what you want? You do realize what you're getting into, right?" he asked, shocked at my reply.
I stayed quiet for a minute, "Yes"
"Well, okay then. Uhm, so are we..? Boyfriend and Girlfriend?" He asked, scratching the back of his neck.
"Yeah, yeah we are" I replied smiling.
We both laid on Justin's bed talking about whatever came to mind.
The room grew silent.
"Hey Justin" I said, grabbing his attention.
"Can we go out, like a date?"
"Sure, what do you want to do?"
"Hmm, I want to go bowling"
"Whatever you want you want to do"
I squealed and hopped off the bed, running to my room to get ready.
So far Justin was ahead.
"You suck at bowling, look at the score" he said, shoving the score sheet in my face.
I crossed my arms across my chest, huffing and getting up to walk out.
Justin grabbed my wrist, pulling me back so we were chest to chest.
"Are you mad?" He asked, inching closer to my face.
"Yes" I tried making my face look like I was mad.
"I know how to make you feel so much better.." he said, smirking, pushing me up against the nearest wall.
"And what would that be?" I asked, cocking my head to the left.
Without hesitation, he pulled me closer, and kissed me with complete passion.
Our lips fit together perfectly, they molded together as our lips moved in sync.
Someone cleared their throat, and Justin pulled away, groaning in aggravation.
"What the fuck do you want?" He spat angrily.
"Nice to see you two Bieber" Justin's head snapped up, like he remembered the voice.
"What are you doing here?" He asked, pulling himself off me completely.
Ignoring his question, the stranger asked, "Who's she? New Carla? Or new Amanda?"
Justin's body immediately tensed.
"She's neither" he spat through gritted teeth.
"Ooh, sorry, did I hit a nerve?" The stranger asked, chuckling.
"Anyways, is she a one night stand? A-"
"She's none of your business" Justin said, interrupting him.
"Ah, I get it. She's your new girlfriend. She's hot, I'm sure David would love to meet her.." the stranger trailed off.
"Ben, leave. Now. Or I'll have to beat the shit out of you" Justin said, his caramel eyes turning a dark brown.
"Now, now. Let's not make any empty promises. I'll leave, just watch out" he warned, before walking away.
"Let's go, we're leaving" he said, pulling harshly at my wrist.
"Ow, Justin, you're hurting me" I whined, trying to pry my wrist from his hold, he didn't budge.
He released me, before walking over to his side, and slamming the door after he opened it.
I calmly got in the car, looking down at my wrist that was now red.
I lightly touched it, and winced in pain.
"Shit" I cursed under my breathe.
"Who was that?" I asked, trying to control the pain.
"None of your fucking business" Justin shot back.
Great, he's in one of his bipolar moods.
"Sorry I asked" I said quietly.
"Ava, please, shut up" he spat, zooming down the streets.
His knuckles white, from the strong grip he had on the steering wheel.
Pulling up to the house in utter silence, I opened my mouth to say something, but closed it, knowing I would regret it.
Justin stormed into the house, slamming the door behind us.
"MEETING DOWNSTAIRS, NOW" his voice yelled through the house.
"Ava, go to Jessie's room"
"NOW!" he yelled, causing me to jump.
All the boys ran past me, meeting with Justin.
The last thing I heard before the voices died down was, "They're back.".