The Arrangement

Cassie Morris is an aspiring actress, though she struggles to land a successful role. After another failed audition, the role of a lifetime falls into her life. Does she seize the opportunity, finally achieve her lifelong dream even if it goes against every moral she's ever held herself to? Can she handle being attached at the hip to someone she despises?

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13. Justin Fucking Bieber

 “You ready?” Justin asked as we pulled up to a lavish restaurant.

 

I glanced up at him, startled. I had been admiring the scenery the whole ride here, not even noticing that we had arrived. “Y-yeah,” I stuttered before clearing my throat to steady my voice. “Of course.”

 

We both climbed out of the car, Justin meeting me at the hood and grasping my hand in his. I was thankful that wherever we are was a little more remote than last night, and that for whatever reason there were several security guards stationed outside. “Justin,” I whispered as I leaned in close while we walked. “Are they here for us?”

 

“Yeah,” he said nonchalantly, as if it were obvious. “Do you want a repeat of last night?”

 

I didn't respond, already feeling like an idiot. Justin gave the large guards a simple nod, to which they returned as we walked through the door.

 

The first thing I noticed as we stepped foot inside was that the building was small. There was a bar against the far wall, booths lining the other walls all the way around, and tables scattered amongst the floor. Well, there should be. The next thing I noticed was that most of the tables were put end to end, to form one large conference like table, already set with empty plates and silverware. Everyone in our group was casually standing around talking, as if it were a party. And lastly...I noticed it was just us. Although our group was large, there was absolutely no one else in the restaurant besides a handful of servers in uniform, all of them standing back away from the table and waiting patiently. Did they seriously rent out the place...for this?

 

“Hey, there he is” I heard Scooter shout from across the room as he approached us. “And late, as usual.” Justin dropped my hand to say hey and do some weird half handshake, half hug thing. Scooter then gave me a sweet smile as he pulled me into a hug. “How you holdin’ up?” he whispered quickly into my ear.

 

“Alright,” I muttered as I hugged him back. He pulled back to look at me from arm's length, glancing me over.

  

“Karla did really good,” he admired with a nod.

 

“Nah, that's all my babygirl,” Justin said sweetly as he pulled me into a side hug, kissing the top of my head.

 

Scooter rose his eyebrows at Justin's affection, then nodded appreciatively as he gave me a smile.

 

After Scooter greeted us, it was all downhill from there. We were of course bombarded by nearly everyone in the group. I tried desperately to keep up with everyone's names as Justin patiently introduced them to me, and told me who they were. Backup dancers, backup singers, stage managers...whoever it was. Scooter, seemingly noticing my struggle, interrupted us all. “Guys,” he laughed, “let them breathe, huh? Why don't we move this to the table so we can get to eating?”

 

Of course, no one was going to argue with that. We moved our little party to the table. Justin took his seat at the head of the table, and I took the seat to the right of him. I was thankful that Scooter took the seat opposite me, so that I would have another familiar face close by. I had hoped that Alfredo would take the empty seat next to me, but he was already seated at the other end of the table.

 

“Hey there!” a woman said as she, of course, took the seat next to me. “I'm Allison,” she said as she startled me by pulling me into a tight hug.

 

“I'm Cassie,” I laughed nervously as she pulled away from the hug.

 

“How long have you and Justin been together?” she asked, lowering her voice a little.

 

“Oh, I don't know…” I trailed off with a sigh as I pretended to think about it. “Just a few weeks, I guess,” I lied as I gave her a shrug. “We've been keeping it on the down low up until yesterday.”

 

“Well, he seems to really like you,” she whispered as she glanced over at him, while she giggled like a schoolgirl. I glanced over at Justin to find him watching me with a sly smile, as if he were thinking about what he could possibly do to me later. The blush and giggle that followed was real as I hid my face; I felt exposed, as if he were undressing me with his eyes. Again, I wanted this whole thing to be real. It was so unreal.

 

As I turned back to Allison, I noticed another girl staring me down with slanted eyes, a few seats down from Scooter. Even though I only watched her for a moment as she shot me daggers with her eyes, I couldn't help but to notice how gorgeous she was. And how she was my complete opposite; she had platinum blonde, straight hair, while mine was a dark, curly tangled mess. She had large brown, doe looking eyes, but mine were a flat green. She looked so skinny and weightless, she reminded me of a Barbie doll. Me, on the other hand...well, I was me.

 

 I quickly looked away from her and back to Allison, who was gushing about something else. I tried hard to keep up, but my insecurities continued to beat me down from the back of my mind. 

 

Thankfully, the room grew kind of quiet as our servers began placing appetizers in front of each of us, a delicious smelling bowl of hot soup. It was a mixture of chicken and something else that made my mouth water. “So,” Allison said, capturing my attention again. “How did you two meet?” This time she included Justin in the conversation, propping her elbow up on the table and looking back and forth between us.

 

I glanced at Justin nervously, who only mirrored me. Although we sorta had a story, we hadn't talked about the details of it. Of course, that was the moment where there seemed to be a lull in everyone's conversations, so all ears and eyes were on us. “Oh, yes,” I saw Barbie perk up, an devilish smile on her lips. “I would love to hear the story,” she giggled.

 

I glanced from her to Justin, who was now staring her down. It would have seemed innocent had I not noticed the clenching of his jaw.

 

“Work,” I said suddenly as I turned back to Allison. “It's so lame,” I laughed as I covered my face, pretending to be embarrassed. “Um, I'm a bartender at this bar downtown, Big Joe's,” I explained, feeling everyone's eyes on me. “I was working late one night and it was pretty dead. Justin came strolling in.” I took a moment to give him an admiring smile, chuckling as I noticed that he was as engrossed in the story as Allison and most of our group was. “Anyway, he kept feeding me all these cheesy pick up lines. I kept giving him more drinks, which only made his jokes even cheesier,” I laughed, along with a few others. “And we just...hit it off. And now here we are.”

 

“Aww,” Allison gushed once I finished. Justin leaned over to kiss me sweetly on the cheek, which only made her gushing even more intense. “You guys are the cutest, I swear,” she laughed.

 

I glanced over at Scooter, who shot me an approving wink. I sat up taller in my chair, knowing that I was playing the part well. “Alright,” he laughed, interrupting Allison's gushing. “Now that we've got the lovey dovey nonsense over with...we gotta get down to business.”

 

I stayed silent for most of the remainder of the evening. Although our little party started off as a casual get together, it quickly turned into a business meeting, ran by none other than Scooter. The purpose of the dinner was to go over a detailed plan for Justin's upcoming tour. Scooter passed around sheets of paper, with all kind of important information. I didn't bother taking one since I wasn't really a part of Justin's team; I was simply along for the ride. Instead, Allison shared her paper with me so I could still be in the loop of what they were talking about.

 

First, Scooter went over tour dates. He quickly rambled off the dates and locations of Justin's concerts, explaining how many days they would be in one location, which days in between would be dedicated to driving from one city to the next, and so on. He then went on to cover sleeping arrangements. He explained that while a lot of sleeping would be done on the tour buses, they would be getting hotel rooms in most cities, if they were staying more than one night. He even made a point to include me, telling me I was welcome to come along for the entire tour, or I could even be flown out to different locations if I couldn't come along. I was taken aback by the generosity, even more so as Justin grabbed my hand as he spoke, giving it a light squeeze and drawing random designs in the back of my hand with his finger. I hid my face in embarrassment, letting Scooter continue with the game plan as our night carried on.

 

I was startled as my clutch began vibrating on the table, tearing mostly everyone's attention from Scooter and onto me. I quickly pulled my phone out and went to turn it off, but noticed Nancy's number flashing on the screen. I began to internally panic, knowing that she only called me when it was important. “I'm sorry,” I said nervously as I stood up, glancing from Justin to Scooter. “I'm really sorry, I have to take this.”

 

I quickly made my way to the door as I put the phone to my ear. “Nanc?” I asked once I made it outside. “Are you okay?”

 

“Justin fucking Bieber?” I heard her explode from the other end of the line, so loud I had to pull the phone back slightly to keep from her shrill voice hurting my ears more.

 

“What are you talking about?” I asked, totally confused. What did Justin have to do with anything?

 

“You're dating Justin fucking Bieber?” she yelled again. “Are you kidding? And you didn't even tell me?”

 

Suddenly my heart stopped as her words clicked together in my mind. “How did you find out?” I asked. “I was gonna tell you, I just---”

 

She cut me off. “You're on fucking TMZ,” she laughed incredulously. “Cassie, I can't---”

 

Then it was my turn to cut her off. I glanced back inside to see Justin watching me, concern wrinkling his eyebrows. “Look, Nancy, I gotta go, okay? We can talk about this later.”

 

“Are you with him now?” she asked, then totally exploded. It sounded like she was crying and screaming and hyperventilating, all at once. The only words I could make out before I hung up were autograph and holy shit.

 

I ended the call with a laugh before making my way back inside, and back beside Justin. Scooter carried on like a pro, not even pausing to acknowledge me.

 

“Everything okay?” Justin whispered as he leaned slightly towards me.

 

I chuckled. “My roommate saw me on TMZ,” I explained.

 

His brows furrowed once again, then a smile spread quickly across his lips. “You didn't tell her before, did you?” he asked, although it sounded more like a statement.

 

I wordlessly shook my head. Justin was smiling at me as he tried to hide his chuckle with a cough. “Nice,” he whispered before grabbing my hand once again, then turned his attention back to Scooter.

 

I couldn't suppress my smile as I tore my eyes from Justin's face and gave my attention back to Scooter. Even as I noticed Barbie from the corner of my eye, shooting daggers at me once again, it didn't affect my mood. In fact, I gave her an even brighter smile. I wasn't sure what her deal was with me and Justin, and I didn't really care.   

 

 

Author's Note: hey guys! this is a few hours late, but I hope you guys enjoyed! again, i'm super sorry for not posting for a while. pleaseeee leave me comments, likes, favorites, whatever it is. i would loooove some feedback! ♥

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