6. Cry Baby Bella
I sat in Justin's arms and cried. "Its okay," He whispered in my ear, we were back in his hotel room now. "Its all my fault," I sobbed. "You were young, we all make mistakes." I wish everyone understood like Justin. I sat up and went to the bathroom. My hair a little tangled, and my eyeliner and mascara smudged all over my eyes making me look like a broke hooker. I was so focused on myself in the mirror I barely noticed Justin slip into the bathroom. "Don't worry about what you look like, when your with me, just be yourself." Justin said wrapping his arms around my waist, and spinning me around. "Justinnnn," I whined, "Let me go." Justin kept spinning, and I began to get dizzy. "Woah," Justin said slipping on the cotton rug on the bathroom floor sending me and Justin into the tub. I struggled to get out, but Justin's leg was on top of me. "Justinnn," I whined like a 5 year old. This little fucker just turned on the water, and water poured out of the shower head. Justin laughed, grabbing the other shower head that could move and squirting me with it. I was so drenched, you could see the outline of my bra, and it was bad enough I was wearing a white tank top. I tried grabbing the shower head from him," Let goooooo," Justin smiled, "No," "Justin please, pretty please with a cherry on top," I smiled showing all of my teeth. "Under one condition," He said, "What?" Justin paused, "Kiss me." I laughed, "You got to be shitting me," "Well, looks like you don't want the shower thing then," He said still squirting me. "Fineeee," I said standing up on my tippy toes to kiss him. My lips met his. I thought it was just going to be a light playful kiss. I was wrong, Justin wrapped his arm around my waist and pushed me against the tile wall in the shower. When Justin came up for air, I snatched the shower head out of his hands and squirted him until his shirt was drenched, and an outline of his 6 pack was showing. "A deal is a deal."
