The Bet

When East High's basket ball team captain, Justin Bieber, looses his slutty girlfriend to one of his worst enemies. His friends try everything to cheer him up. They tell him he can take any of the cheerleaders to prom. But Justin has been with every cheerleader in school. What happen when the boys choose a pathetic girl and make a bet.


12. Good Day Gone Bad

"Justin. Who's Rachel?" Miley asked. "Miles don't worry about her. She's no one you need to worry about baby doll." I kissed her as we sat on the couch in the living room watching movies. "Jay. Who's Rachel?" She asked again. "Miley just please listen to me. She's nobody you need to worry about. Ill tell you soon. Just not right now." I hugged her tightly. She sighed and nodded. "Our life is full of drama." She pouted. I kissed her pouted lips. "Well. Life ain't easy." She nodded in agreement. "Hey, why don't we ditch school tomorrow and go to the beach?" I whispered in her ear. It was the middle of April it was pretty warm. She shook her head. "Aw come on baby." My voice came out husky. Shivers ran down her spine. I heard her breath hitch. "I-I'll think about it." She answered. I smiled and kissed her lips briefly. "Your amazing you know that right baby doll?" I asked. She blushed and hid her face in my chest. "Babe. It's cute when you blush." I bet she blushed harder. I chucked and brought her face up to meet mine. Sure enough it was bright red and warm. I kissed her. "Beautiful." I complimented. "Stop." She hid her face again. "I can't. Your to darn amazing to stop complimenting." She looked back up and kissed me hard on the lips. "Please?" She asked as she pulled away. I chuckled and nodded. "Fiiiine." I sighed. She smiled big. "Thanks." She kissed my cheek. "Why do you and many many other girls and some gay guys love this movie?" I huffed. "Twilight is an amazing love story about 2 guys falling madly in love with one very lucky girl." She sighed dreamily. "Elooo. Boyfriend here. Plus who wants a hairy dog and a sparkly vampire fighting over her?" I shook my head. She kissed my cheek. "I love the sound of that. 'Boyfriend'. If your hairy dog is Taylor Lautner and a sparkly vampire that's Rob Pattison then I would." She stared at the movie that displayed the character Jacob? turning into a ware wolf. "Ahem. I'm more sexier then Jacob Black. Or Edward Cullen." I scoffed. I don't know how I knew their full name or last name don't ask. "Whatever you say Bieber." She giggled. "Last name basis eh Roberts?" I nudged her. She giggled. "Just watch the movie." She sighed.  "Whatever you say baby." 
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"I can't believe you convinced me." She huffed. I chuckled. "It's not that bad." I told her as I stared down at her. She was pretty short. "We ditched school to go to the beach on Friday!" She over reacted. "Come on babe. Let loose! Schools almost over anyways." I pulled her arm and ran to the sand. She gave in after trying to pull away. I took off my tshirt and stayed in my shorts. I grabbed Miley's waist and pulled her closer to me. I stared down into her eyes and took off her shirt that was covering her bikini top. "Justin. what are you doing?" she asked still looking into my eyes. "Shh." i hushed her and I picked her up bridal style and ran straight towards the ocean, "Justin?" Miley called out. "Yes?" I asked. "Where are you taking me?" She asked. "The ocean." I said as if it was nothing. I ran into the water and kept going till the water was up to my ribs. "Justin. You better not drop me!" She yelled. "What?" I dropped her into the ocean. I swam away before she hits me. "Ah. Justin! I can't swim!" She yelled out. "Yeah right." I waved my hand dismissively. "Justin I'm serious." She yelled again. Her head went under. holy shit she can't swim? I swam up to her and pulled her up. "Oh my god Miley get up!" I was shaking her. Her lips cracked a smile. Her eyes flew open. She started laughing. "You fell for it!" She teased. "Miley that wasn't funny!" I snapped. "Oh come on jay. It was just a joke." She pouted. I rolled my eyes and started walking back to the shore. "Justin I'm sorry. It was just a joke." She called out. "I'm sorry." She yelled out. I shook my head. "That wasn't a fucking joke." I snapped. "Just stop fucking talking before you really get me pissed off." I huffed. I heard some commotion coming from behind me "Jay." I heard Miley call out. "Yeah?" I asked. "Help! My leg got stuck on something." She yelled. "Yeah I ain't falling for that one." I laughed. "Jay.... I ... Help...." That's all I heard. I turned around and didn't see her. "Stop fucking around Miley!" I yelled. Panicking. "Miley. It's not fucking funny." I snapped. Fuck. I swam to where she was and looked around , the water was pretty clear to look around but not that clear either. Once I spotted a shadow I swam toward her. I tried pulling her up but her foot was stuck. I went lower to try and take off the seaweed wrapped around her foot. Once I finally did I pulled her above the water and swam to the shore. I laid her on the sand and shook her. "Miley." I called out. Nothing. I done c.p.r. on her. Nothing. I tried mouth to mouth. "Get up Miley." I called out. She wasn't moving. I leaned down to hear her breathing. I didn't get a pulse. "Miley you can't fucking do this to me." I snapped trying to shake her. "Miley please." I pleaded. I can't loose her. I just can't. I laid my head on her chest and just stayed there. I heard a gaps for air. I quickly looked up and saw Miley's eyes. Water spilled out of her mouth and she started coughing. I held her up slightly. She looked up at me she had tears in her eyes. I hugged her tightly. "Don't you ever fucking do that to me ever again." I kissed her cheek. She cried onto my shoulder. "I'm sorry." She squeaked out. I hushed her. I picked her up and carried her back to the car. "Let's go to the hotel." I told her as I sat her down on the passengers seat of my range rover. "Jay. Are you mad?" She asked as I sat down on my seat. "Of course I'm fucking mad! Why the fuck would you do that to me? I thought I fucking lost you!" I snapped. "I'm sorry." She squeaked out. I rolled my eyes. "I'm sorry? Is that all you can fucking say? What would've happened if I didn't believe you and just walked away? Huh? What would've happened if I couldn't have find you because the water current took you? What would've happened if I couldn't do CPR on you? What would've happened if-" "I get it!" She snapped. "Think I don't know that?" She started crying. "Take me home." She whispered. "No. We're going to this hotel just around here." I told her as i started driving. "No just take me home." She sniffed. "why?" I asked. "Just please take me home." She looked into my eyes. "I'm sorry Miley." I reached for her hand but she pulled it away. I started driving towards the hotel. "Justin this isn't the way to my house." She said. "I know" I nodded. "Why aren't you taking me home? I have to go home." She whined. "Why are you in such a hurry to get home?" I asked. Annoyance clear in my voice.  "Just please." She sighed. "Give me one good reason." I looked at her for a brief second. "Because if I don't go home and my dad finds out I ditched he's gonna hit me. Or better yet he's gonna sell me to his friends happy? Is that what you wanted to hear?" She snapped. I stopped the car and looked at her. She had red eyes. Some of her brown hair stuck to her face because of the tears. I pushed her hair back. "I'm sorry. I promise you he's never gonna touch you again." I leaned in to kiss her cheek. "Just take me home." She sniffed. "Holy shit. If you wanna go home so fucking bad walk it!" I parked on the side of the road. "Okay I will." She got off the car and walked down the street. Fucking hell. I slammed my fist onto the steering wheel. Why does she do this to me? I turned on my car and drove down the street slowly. I pulled the window down. "Miley! Where are you?" I called out. No response. Some people were just staring at me as if I had 3 heads. "Miley stop hiding!" I yelled. Nothing. She wants to be stubborn bitch then fuck her. I sighed and sped down the street. I turned on the radio and put it on high. I am certainly not going home yet. I drove and drove and drove while listening to some songs on the radio. Some songs came out on replay which annoyed me. There's no good music anymore. I drove and drove till I came to my destination. I got off my car and walked into the gates. The grass seemed the same since I last been here. I went straight to the center of the area and sat down. I through my head back and looked up at the sky the sun was going down so the sky looked light pink and blue. I closed my eyes for a while till I heard a faint beep. I furrowed my eyebrows and looked around. I heard it again. Oh right my phone. I slipped it out of my pocket and unlocked my phone. A new text. 

'From: Ryyyaaan
Yo bruh where are you? People are making up rumors. Call me when you can.'

Ugh idiots don't have nothing else to do then make up shit. I sighed and called him. "Yo bruh. Why did you ditch?" Ryan's voice echoed throughout the small area. "I wanted to spend some time with my girl. Turns out that just fucked up our relationship." I sighed. "Woah. What happened?" He asked. "Meet me at the park. You know where right?" I asked. "Bieber's Garden. Of course. Be there in 10." And with that he hung up. I wonder where's Miley. I should call her. Nah she's probably still pissed.

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