Texting Bieber

Text from Unknown: Hey there sexy

To: Unknown: Um who are you ??


5. Chapter 5

Justin P.O.V. 

I smiled putting the phone down. Though I'd told who I really was I think she was okay with it. And I'm pretty sure she won't leak these messages or my number. I take off the hoodie and go to my closet to give her a shirt too. I decide on the Nirvana shirt since it wasn't my favorite and I wanted to see a pic of her in it. 

"Hey John, can you come here please?" I yell. 

Soon an slightly aged man comes walking in the room. I loved John he was the dad I always wanted. 

"Um do you think you can make a delivery to someone for me. 

"Depends on who it is. If it's one of those models again no way. The last one said I looked like I was sixty something. I'm only 35," he groaned. 

The complaint makes me laugh. John was always certain he looked like Brad Pitt. And if anyone disagreed they were considered rude. 

"No it's a friend of mine. I need you to give her some things," I say and put the hoodie and shirt in a Chanel bag. 



He shook his head but grabbed the bag. 

"Oh can you give her some sweets and Hot Cheetos"

He gives me a weird look then smiles. 


"She is definitely not like the other girls. If you even put a Cheetos next to them. They freak out and claim it's 500 calories or something," He laughs. 

"Whatever John just make sure she gets it OK?"

He gives me one last nod and  is off. 

I sigh and fall back on the bed. I pick up my phone and see all the notifications I had. There were at least 2 million @'s just from Twitter ad 5 million from Instagram. I mean I love my fans but it's just too much to look at. And sometimes I just have to ignore them for my own health. 

I'm about to look at an Instagram post when my stomach rumbles. I groan but get up and walk to the kitchen. The kitchen was always stocked. I look in the fridge and grab a soda and go in the cabinet and get a bag of chips.

I know keeping my fit image was important but I don't know really how to cook and I don't want Jennifer hurting herself because I'm hungry. She was 45 after all. I take the snacks back to the room and grab my phone. And my screen lights up. 

From Melanie: ๐Ÿ˜ƒ omg thank you so much for the gifts

 To Melanie: u welcome babe

From Melanie: the guy who delivered was nice to and he even kissed my cheek ๐Ÿ˜‰

To Melanie: wait what?

To Melanie: so u like older men eh? ๐Ÿ˜‰

To Melanie: how old r u? 

From Melanie: 20  ๐Ÿ˜ƒ but I can't drink yet 

To Melanie: oh ur young ๐Ÿ˜‰ 

To Melanie: and good u don't want to start drinking yet

From Melanie: from the person who was drinking Chardonnay at 16

To Melanie: :๐Ÿ˜ž

From Melanie: what it's true 

To Melanie: ๐Ÿ˜žbabe 

From Melanie: what? To Melanie: mellie๐Ÿ˜ž

From Melanie: i will block u if u don't answer me 

To Melanie: i spilled my soda on me 

From Melanie: ๐Ÿ˜‘

To Melanie: ๐Ÿ˜‘ be compassionate mel

From Melanie: ๐Ÿ˜‘ ur acting like you spilled oil in an ocean

To Melanie: I have to go with Scooter to work on Purpose merch bbl ๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’“

From Melanie: ๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’“


Hope u like the emojis I addded and I hope u can see them on ur device

The :) and :( were bothering me and sorry if this was boring. I'm updating again soon and Justin just might go to Melanie's house...and cuddle๐Ÿ˜‰  if u know what I mean


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