The story isn't over...yet.


11. see you on tour.

I didn't want to be a buzzkill on graduation night so I went to Kathy's party. She could tell something was wrong because I wasn't enjoying myself. She hands me a cold beer guiding my outside to the pool.

"What's wrong? You've been moody all night."

"What are you talking about? I'm happy, see." I said putting on a fake smile.

"Justin left, didn't he? Sweetie you have to get used to that if you're marrying him, he's a celebrity. Cheer up, it's not the end of the world. Drink a beer and enjoy yourself instead of pretending that you're having fun. Guess who's here? Derek. You know the one you met at the mall, I invited him. I know it's a graduation party but hey, who cares. He's so fucking hot. God look at him, just perfection."

"God if you like him that much ask him out."

"Are you kidding me? Don't you think I tried, he thinks I'm too crazy. Am I crazy?"

"Do you want me to answer? Is that a rhetorical question?"

"Screw you, just because your boy toy is gone doesn't mean you have to be rude."

"Since you're afraid to express your feelings to him, I'll go talk to him for you," I said walking off. "Hey, Derek."

"Hey, Adrian right? Kathy's friend?"

"The one and only. So um, it's nice seeing you here. At a party with high school graduates, feeling uncomfortable yet?"

"No. Of course not, thought I would never bump into you again. I know the first time was surprising and awkward."

"Awkward? How is that?" I asked.

"I was hitting on you."

"Were you? I didn't even notice."

"Oh c'mon. You knew. So, where is your fiancé? Too good to come to his graduation party?"

"He's on tour for five months."

"A celebrity huh? That's cool. He's a really lucky guy."

"I'm the one considered lucky since he's famous and all. What are you doing here? I know Kathy invited you but aren't you suppose to be in Afghanistan?"

"I see you've been doing your homework, but yeah. I leave in a couple weeks and then I'm being transferred to Cali. I don't know where they'll put me next, I'm always moving around. But yeah I'm a medic in the Army. What about you hot shot, what's your next move?"

"College, in New York. Planning on becoming a surgeon. I was going to major in finance but I thought it was ridiculous. For the record, Kathy told me about you being in the Army."

"Okay, well I could teach you a couple things if you like. That's if we see each other again."

"Wait? You want to see me again?"

"No. I mean yes, but as friends. I respect your relationship with whatever his name is."

"His name is Justin. Justin Bieber."

"Oh Justin, you know we're friends, right? Hard to believe but, we text each other here and there. I didn't know he was your fiancé."

"Well, he is. I forgot I came over to talk to you about Kathy. You know she likes you right? I get it she's a bit crazy and intense but you know how we girls are. She wanted me to ask you how you felt about her."

"Look, I love Kathy but as a friend. I've known her since we were little. She's beautiful and yes also crazy but I just never looked at her more than just friends. She's scared to talk to me?"

"I don't know, want to talk to her yourself? I can go get her for you."

"No that's okay. I rather talk to you." He said I scoffed rolling my eyes. "I'm joking, I'm sure Kathy just wants to have sex, I've had a lot of that in Afghanistan and it's getting kinda old. I figured I would settle down and get a girlfriend. Congrats on graduating by the way."

"Thank you. It's good to settle down, everyone needs someone special in their life. You're a little too dressed up for a pool party aren't you?"

"Don't be a hater, I do what I want. I think you should be a little nicer to me."

"Mm, alright Mr. Derek, I guess you wouldn't mind getting a little wet then."

"What? What do you mean?" He asks, I pushed him into the pool, laughing hysterically.

"I guess I'm crazy too huh?"

"You're insane you know that? Can you help me out?"

"Why? So you can pull me in, I don't think so."

"I won't, these are very expensive shoes. Please, can you give me a hand?"

"Fine, only because I feel sorry for you," I said holding out my hand. He grabs my hand pulling himself out the pool. "I'm sorry." I giggled.

"Adrian, what the hell?" Kathy says. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine. Your friend is crazy." He says pulling his shirt off, wringing the water out. I noticed Kathy was staring at him, I rolled my eyes, taking a sip of my beer.

"Yeah, she gets it from the best. You need a towel or something?"

"No. I'm going to walk home and get changed thanks to her."

"I said I was sorry, let me give you a ride. It's the least I could do since I pushed you. Plus I feel pretty guilty about it."

"Fine, whatever."

"Alright, let me grab my keys and I'll meet you at the car," I said walking off. I went home and grabbed a shirt and towel, grabbing my keys meeting Derek at the car. "Here," I said tossing him a towel. "I don't want you to get my seat wet," I said hopping inside.

"Wow, you pushed me into a pool and you're worried about me getting your seats wet. Alright, but you're not getting the towel back."

"That's fine with me," I said taking him home. I parked the car in front of his house, cutting the engine off. "Damn, nice place, you live alone?"

"Yes, I live alone. Sometimes when I'm away my mom stays here. Thanks for the ride, at least I didn't have to walk home. You really didn't have to. Thanks for ruining my night."

"You are so welcome," I said happily. He chuckles softly unlocking the door.

"Hey, I had a great time tonight. I thought my night was ruined knowing Justin left and everything. I haven't gotten over that."

"And you never will. You'll be okay, it's his job and you have to get used to him leaving. What are you really afraid of? Him forgetting you since he's back to his old precious life?"

"A little."

"How could he forget his fiancé? If you're afraid he'll go find another girl on tour, you're crazier than you think. I doubt he does that. He loves you, don't let your intuitions make you believe something like that. I know you weren't ready for him to go cause it seemed so soon, but you have to cope with that. Alright." He says, I smiled and nodded. He smiles too.

"Kathy really likes you. She was staring at you when you took your shirt off." I laughed. "I can tell when she likes someone, and she's never been so crazy about a guy before. She's a nice, smart girl, you know that. Yeah, she's crazy but she's the good kind of crazy. Why don't you like her?"

"Because I like her best friend, and I think that'll break her heart."

"So that's why you didn't get so pissed off at me when I pushed you into the pool. That makes sense."

"I know you're engaged, I won't overstep. I meant it when I said I respect your relationship. I'm not a home-wrecker. I think you're really beautiful and fun to be around. I'm sure you've heard that a bunch of times, but it's true. Since I'm being honest about everything, I couldn't stop thinking about seeing you again after Kathy introduced us. I'm an evil person for liking my friend's fiancé but, I can't control how I feel. I understand if you don't want to see or speak to me again because you're afraid you'll have mixed feelings. I don't want to ruin what you and Justin have going on. You don't know how good it feels to get that off my chest. Sorry."

"That day at the mall, she told me you liked me. And I denied it because I knew she liked you. I love Justin and I always will, no matter what happens to us. We've been through it all together and we don't plan on stopping that. I can't change how you feel about me, but at least you know I how committed I am to Justin."

"I know. I hope we can still be friends or something. I honestly don't know what to call it."

"We can be friends, but there are boundaries."

"Okay. When are you leaving for college?"

"This week, I decided to get my own place up there and start early. I have to get registered and get my books. So, this will be the last time you'll see me. Please don't be sad, I already tried not to cry tonight."

"I'm not sad, I'm happy for you. I still want to know your background story."

"Well, my mom died from breast cancer a few months ago, my dad and I moved here for a fresh start. My past boyfriend beat the shit out of me, raped me, and terrorized me. Hmm, there's really not much to tell. But I did get pregnant by him."

"What happened to the baby?" He asks, I glanced at him and didn't say anything. "Is it bad that I don't blame you for doing that?"

"No, not at all. I've had quite the adventure. But that was after I got pregnant by Justin, he had this jealous publicity girlfriend. She got mad and pushed me down the stairs, I lost the baby, I ended up in a coma, I died but I came back. God, everything was fucked up for me huh?"

"I wouldn't say fucked up, it wasn't your fault. One pregnancy was a mistake, or was both of them mistakes?"

"Just the second one, I wanted to abort the first one but, I kept her. I started to love her happened. She's in jail thanks to my dad and his girlfriend. They're both attorneys. I've had a hard life and I try my best to forget everything that happened to me. I believe I'm a strong person, I think being crazy is a good thing. Just to make sure that it doesn't happen to me again. I can't believe I'm venting to you." I said giggling.

"Oh come on. It's a good thing. It's good to talk about it y'know."

"I guess. So what about you and your fabulous life? Do you ever want kids?"

"Um, I wouldn't call it fabulous. I just come from a good family. I've experienced crazy girlfriends so I thought just screwing around and not getting into something serious was best for me. Do I want kids? Maybe, I haven't thought about having them, but sure I would like to have a kid. One wouldn't hurt, right? Anyways when I was little, my dad always wanted more from me, I did every sport he wanted me to do. Sadly it wasn't enough after I graduated high school I went to college, I was in so much debt because my dad was disappointed that I didn't go pro in football. He didn't want to pay for my schooling. I took out so many loans and I didn't know what to do. So I decided to join the Army. It was a little scary at first, I've seen things that I can't stop thinking about, maybe it's worth it, but I can't sleep without jumping up from a nightmare. Taking pill after pill didn't help at all, I tried getting help but they only prescribe more medicine. Nothing works, I may get a few hours of sleep here and there but, I'm planning on giving the pills another try."

"You should. It's scary to think about what you're dealing with. I couldn't sleep either, I had anxiety attacks thinking about my ex drowning me, but they help. They've helped me but I don't know about you. I think you should give them another chance. I don't think I could go a day or two without getting rest. So, once you go inside, could you give them another try? For me? As your friend."

"I might." He says I scoffed hitting his shoulder. "Alright, I'll give them a try. I promise." He added.

"Thank you," I said smiling. "Stop staring at me."

"I'm sorry, I can't help it, you have the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. I'm gonna get going, I don't want to keep Kathy waiting, I'll talk to her."

"Hand me your phone, I want you to keep me updated on your sleeping when I'm away," I said, he hands me his phone. I put my number in it handing it back to him. "And please talk to her, she drools over you everytime she sees you. The girl is nuts."

"I will, goodnight." He says getting out.

A few months passed, I'm in New York while Kathy was in Europe. It feels good to be away from Cali where I've experienced so much hell. I looked at the envelope Justin gave me. I packed a pair of extra clothes going to Chicago where his concert was. I stood backstage watching him on stage singing and dancing. I know it's weird I don't listen to his music or realize how famous he is.

"Justin, your next set is in ten. And your fiancé is here." The crew worker told him as he got off stage. He stops walking and stares at me. I smile and waved innocently.

"Well, well, well. Look what we have here. Someone finally came. I thought it would've been a few more months until I saw you."

"No. Aren't you gonna hug me?" I asked. He smiles and hugs me tightly. "When you left-"

"Shh, let's not talk about that. It was months ago. I'm happy to see you, Adrian, I know I saw you last weekend but, I'm happy to see you at one of my shows."

"I told you I would come. What kind of fiancé would I be if I lied to you? I finally got a break from school work so I thought it was now or never."

"How was your flight?"

"It was long, this kid kept kicking my seat. He was such a little brat. But it was worth it. I'm just happy to see you."

"Me too baby. Touring is almost over, and my last show is in New York. Maybe I can stop by and celebrate."

"Okay. Well, I look forward to celebrating with you." I said, he smiles and kisses me. "Scooter giving you a hard time?"

"I rather not talk about him, we've bumped heads since the tour started. Come on." He says leading me into the dressing room. He closed the door, knocking everything off the table, sitting me on the table.

"Justin, are you okay? You seem...different since the last time I saw you."

"I'm fine." He says sitting my bag on the couch, moving my hair out the way, kissing my neck.

"No, you're not. Talk to me. Have you been getting rest? Eating?"

"Yeah. I've done everything you asked me to." He says aggressively pulling my jacket off.

"Ow, Justin. What the hell is going on with you? You're not the same person I fell in love with months ago."

"That's what fame does to you, it makes you the person you don't want to be. I'm sorry, just under a lot of stress. I'm tired Adrian, I'm really tired. When I close my eyes, there's either a concert or a fucking interview." He says walking off. I hopped down and followed him.

"Hey, Hey. I know what you're going through. They're working you to death, you can't make money if you're tired right? Here, here's one of my sleeping pills. They're very powerful so take it when you feel like you're ready to sleep. Soon as this show is over, I can take you to your hotel."

"Why are you so good to me?"

"I'm your fiancé, I have to be. You're up to do one last song?" I asked.

"Yeah. I have enough strength. I have to get changed." He says pulling his shirt off going to the closet. I felt bad for Justin for going through this. I had to help him, I'm happy I decided to come to see him. I would've been afraid to hear anyone on the news hearing him collapsing on stage. When his show was over, we made it to his hotel room. He collapsed on the bed still in his clothes. I put the blanket over him, kissing his head. I waited hours for him to wake up, he must have been really tired.

"Good morning." He says.

"It's actually six in the afternoon. You must've slept pretty well."

"The best sleep I've had in months. Thank you. Are you staying?"

"No. I actually packed something just to spend the night in. I have to get back, I hate leaving you. I wish I could stay. At least my little sleepy head got some rest. I stayed up mostly all night staring at you, just in case you woke up. I got you breakfast, I knew you would be hungry. Scooter stopped by, he told me that you had a photo shoot and I told him to fuck off. He really hates me, he thinks I'm changing you. But I'm not. He's the one changing you. That's another thing I was afraid of when you left. Sorry if I overstepped."

"Don't worry about it, I would do the exact same thing. I'm gonna take a shower." He says getting up. There was a knock on the door, I got up peeking through the peephole, rolling my eyes opening the door.

"Is Justin up? He needs to get ready for this photo shoot I booked for him, Adrian?"

"Do you hear yourself? Like when you speak? Scooter open your eyes, he's exhausted, you're working him like a Chinese kid doing hard labor. Could you let the guy breathe?"

"Look, Adrian. I don't know who you think you are. But I'm his manager, business is business. You're just some hookup and some girl he fucked and got pregnant when you were in high school. You're not the first girl he's done that to, and definitely not the last. He's a celebrity, there will be plenty of other girls in his life."

"Like who Tori? The girl that pushed me down the stairs costing me and my daughter's life. Remember that? It all makes sense now. You were upset about Justin getting me pregnant, so you had some random girl to sign a contract with him to make sure he wasn't forgotten and so she can get her ratings up for her shitty movie. It was a set up, wasn't it? This was all you. No wonder you never asked Justin about how he felt or ever came to check on him to see how he was. I may sound delusional but it makes perfect sense to me. You've hated me since day one, and I honestly don't give a shit. Wake up, he's Justin fucking Bieber no one is going to forget him and no one forgot who he was. You honestly can't stand the fact that he loves me and always will, that he put this ring on my finger and I'm going to ruin your life. Like I said he's tired and he's not doing a damn thing today, he needs to take care of himself and if you don't get that kiss my ass." I said slamming the door.

"That was so hot," Justin says, I turned around and seen him with a towel wrapped around his waist.

"It needed to be said. Now he really hates me, and I enjoy being hated by him. He needs to know the truth."

"Well, anyone that can handle him. Deserves to be my wife. Thank you, do you think he really did that? Set you up?"

"It makes sense, doesn't it? I may sound crazy but I believe it. Why don't you ask him next time you see him. I told him you weren't doing anything today, you need some time to yourself. Do you feel better?"

"Yeah. A lot better, I guess you're leaving?"

"Yes. Don't worry, the tour will be over soon. See you on Friday."

"Thanks for looking out, I appreciate it."

"That's what I'm here for. I'm sure he won't be back until tomorrow so, enjoy the rest of your day off. I'll call you when I get home."

"Before you go, do you remember mentioning a guy named Derek? The guy you saw at the mall with Kathy."

"Yeah, why? He told me you two were friends."

"The name rings a bell so yeah. We're friends. He's good people. I talked to him about you and I wanted to give him a clear understanding that I don't want him to interfere with what we have going on. I can't change how he feels, I guess he likes you or whatever and you're very attractive I don't blame him. But, I'm glad he understood where I was coming from. I don't care if you're friends or what to be friends, I trust you. Alright."

"Yes, and I trust you. We talked and I told him that I love you, and no matter where we are in our relationship I will always love you. And you know that right?"

"Yeah. I'm happy we talked about this, I don't want him to ruin anything. Not that he will, but it just felt like me."

"I know. But there's nothing to worry about. Trust me on this." I said kissing him. He nods and hands me my bag.

"Have a safe flight, call me when you get there, and I love you."

"I will, I love you more," I replied leaving the room. The next time I was seeing Justin, I had a surprise for him. A surprise I've been thinking about for months now. I heard the door open, seeing him come inside.

"Adrian." He calls out.

"I'm in here," I replied. He walks into the room staring at me as sit sexily on the bed.

"What's this?" He asks with a smile sitting his bag on the floor.

"I want to spice up things. I thought dressing up as a slutty school girl would be a turn on for you. Anyways, Principal Bieber, I got kicked out of class today and I've been a very bad girl."

"Can you tell me what you did specifically that made the teacher kick you out?" He says playing along.

"Not wearing any panties. What are you going to do to me?"

"I can show you better than I can tell you. Bend over." He demands. I turn around and bend over on the bed. He grabs the coconut oil from the dresser pouring some on my ass, massaging the oil all over my ass, down to my thighs. He takes on of my legs and opens it up a little, rubbing my pussy. I closed my eyes lightly moaning, biting my bottom lip. He gets behind me, putting one of my legs on the bed. I held my asscheek open as he ate me out.

"Oh my god yes, make me cum," I screamed, digging my nails into the sheets. He sticks his middle finger inside me, fingering me as I pushed his head back in. He sucks and fiddles his tongue on my clit, smacking the side of my ass. I bit my bottom lip, moving my ass side to side, riding his tongue.

"Cum for me baby. Your pussy tastes so good." He murmurs. I started to climax, cumming on his mouth as my legs began to shake uncontrollably. He licks my clit, standing up. He licks his lips, massaging my wet pussy with his thumb.

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