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12. tRuTh.

I was completely wet, I couldn't wait until he was inside me. I rolled my eyes to the back of my head, as he rubs his thumb on my clit.

"Make me cum again, please, I want to cum again," I begged. He starts to rub in circular motion, rubbing faster and faster. "Keep going, keep going, don't stop," I said moaning. I started screaming, squirting my juices all over his hand, as my legs started to shake uncontrollably again.

"I think you should be expelled for not wearing any panties today, don't you think?" He says untying the strings of his sweatpants, dropping them to his ankles, I played with my tits as I watched him get himself ready. He grabs my legs, pulling me closer to the edge of the bed. "You've been such a bad girl today, you deserved to be punished." He says sticking his dick inside me. I gasped in pleasure, rolling my eyes to the back of my head with a huge smile on my face. I held my leg open, watching him thrust himself inside of me.

"I bet you punish all your students like this don't you?"

"Nope." He grunts.

"Yes, you do. Please don't expel me, principal Bieber. I promise to wear panties next time. Fuck it's so big and deep inside me." I said. He picks up the pace as my pussy muscles squeeze his dick. He moans under his breath, smacking my ass. "Yes take advantage of me, I'm such a bad student," I said, he puts his hand over my mouth as I'm still continuing to talk.

"Shh, no more roleplaying." He says removing his hand. I bit my bottom lip, pulling onto the sheets. I loved it when he gave me backshots and tiny kisses on my forehead, he was driving my madly insane.

"Mm, you're fucking me so good baby, oh my god Justin I'm cumming again. Please don't stop." I said looking into his eyes. He holds my mini skirt, pounding me from behind. I screamed trying to run away, he pins me down on the bed as I reached my climax.

"You came so hard." He says sliding himself out of me, pulling his shirt off. I turned over on my back, catching my breath. He licks the juices that were streaming down my thigh. Teasing my clit with the tip of his dick. "Are you okay?" He asked, getting in missionary position.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm ready now." I said. He sticks the tip in, teasing me as I'm anxiously waiting for him to fuck my brains out again. I grabbed his face, making out with him as he's thrusting in and out of me, with one of my legs over his shoulder. He grunts, squinting his eyes huffing and puffing. I pull my tits out of my shirt, squeezing them together, pulling my hard rock nipples, grinding my clit against his pubic bone during every thrust. "You're so fucking sexy," I said exploring my hands all over his body. You like my big tits in your face while you fuck me?" I asked.

"Yes, oh god yes. Your pussy feels so fucking good baby."

"Yeah? I love it when you fuck me like a slut. You're making me so wet daddy." I whispered massaging my clit. He moans in my ear, leaving wet kisses on my neck, sucking on it. He says rolling his eyes to the back of his head, pounding faster.

"Are you cumming again?"

"Yes." I squealed, wrapping my arms around him, digging my nails into his back, as I kept moaning his name over and over again. I screamed into his chest, cumming again as he kept going. "Holy fuck I'm cumming." He says pulling himself out, squirting his hot load on my tits. I held his balls, shoving his dick to the back of my throat, sucking the tip. I rubbed his cum all over my tits, sexily licking it off. He lays down beside me, staring up at the ceiling.

"Am I still getting expelled?"

"Of course not. You are full of surprises." He laughs putting his boxers on. "I like that about you."

"Yeah, well I like you taking control. That makes me more and more attracted to you." I said smiling. He smiles and kisses me. "That was fun, we should roleplay more often."

"Maybe we should go for round two."

"I love that idea, but sadly, I'm sore thanks to you. You really know how to satisfy me. I just hope no one files a complaint from my screaming, it's not my fault my amazingly hot fiancé sex skills drive me crazy. Mm, I should go wash up. I'll be right back." I said going into the bathroom. I ran the water, taking the rest of my clothes off hopping inside. Justin decides to join me, kissing my shoulders, all the way down my spine.

"You are amazing."

"You're amazing too. How was tonight's show?"

"It was good. Best show I've ever been to. I sold out the whole show."

"Congratulations. Now I wish I could've been there."

"Mm, that's okay. I'm happy I came here to you dressing like a school girl. I loved every bit of it."

"Me too," I replied. He smiles, kissing my forehead. We took a shower together, brushing our teeth. Since I didn't cook dinner, I decided to order some pizza and watch Netflix with him. I turned over and reached in the dresser grabbing the small bag of weed that I had stored in there.

I crushed it up in small pieces rolling it into a blunt.

"Damn look at you rolling that blunt." He says I giggled.

"Well.I learned from the best didn't I. Aren't guys like you suppose to be smoking on bongs and shit."

"Guys like me? No, bongs aren't my thing. Besides I have a big bong under this blanket if you're talking about that." He says as we both laughed.

"You're crazy, but that's also true. God, I needed this so much."

"How's school? Everything okay? You seem stressed."

"It's okay, it's just the work is a little complicated. But so far I'm passing. I needed some alone time to myself instead of studying. I'm tired of studying."

"I know but it'll all work out in the end, I think you can do it."

"That's easy for you to say. I failed an exam, it didn't phase me as much but I was hurt by it."

"It's okay to fail Adrian, I'm sure you can make up for that bad grade. It's just one bad grade. There's going to be more tests and exams for you to do and you'll do better next time. Don't stress so much, things happen. Just do better next time. Even if you get a C or maybe a D, it's still passing. College is, hard but you've excelled for even attending."

"What would you do if you weren't a celeb? Would you go to college?"

"Yeah, maybe go to Juilliard. I thought about what I would do as a normal person and that would be my best option if I wasn't famous. We could be in New York together, both going to college but different colleges, of course, we would get us a place, maybe get a dog or something."

"That sounds nice. I think you would've gotten accepted. You're very talented, and if they didn't see that, they're crazy. You play almost every instrument plus you sing, they would love you." I said.

"You know this talk makes me feel a little normal, made me forget who I was for a sec."

"True, but let's be realistic. How the hell would we meet each other? The only reason we met was because you wanted to finish high school. And that's because of Scooter, am I right?"

"True, but I'm sure it would be some way we could've met. Didn't have to be at school, maybe if I wasn't famous and we were together, we could start a family. Scooter wouldn't have forced me to date Tori and it wouldn't have happened to you. I still blame myself for that."

"Well don't, like you said things happen. Don't beat yourself up over that. I know you love Adriana, and you didn't mean to put me in harm's way. You told me to keep my distance and I didn't listen because I wanted to keep having sex. It's all on me, not you. Give yourself a break, I'm still alive." I giggled.

"Yeah, you are alive. Thankfully, everything would've been different if you weren't. I would still be a wreck by now, probably living my terrible life with Amanda."

"I hated that bitch, I really did."

"I know, but we had good makeup sex. Remember the night of Scooters party?"

"Oh yeah, how could I ever forget. We have amazing sex, so, how are you doing? Sleeping okay?"

"Yeah, I'm sleeping just fine thanks to you. I fired him. He was so upset, he was going on and on about making me a star, if it wasn't for him I wouldn't be a millionaire. I'm the one that puts money in his pockets. Yeah, he found me on YouTube and made me a star, but, I wrote songs, I did albums and those were very successful albums. I can do it by myself until Kathy gets back from Europe. I have faith in her, she's a good friend."

"Yeah, she is. But Scooter will be alright, he has other artists."

"He blackmailed me. He was listening to our conversation we were having at the studio about me shooting Jason. Son of a bitch even recorded it, just to have some dirt on me because he knew you wanted him gone. I did too. What the fuck am I going to do?"

"We'll think of something. I promise, don't we always find a solution to every problem?"

"Not every problem, but yes."

"Here, I think you need to calm down," I said handing him the blunt. He takes it out of my hand and smokes it. "What are you thinking about? I know that look."

"I'm just thinking, it's nothing serious."

"You know you kept your promise when you told me you would visit every weekend. If you were busy you would reschedule or make it up to me. I think you really, really dig me."

"I do. I wouldn't lie to you about that. I know this is new to you and all dating someone like me. It's not easy, I understand. You can talk to me about anything."

"I know. I just want to see you happy."

"Don't worry about me, I'll be okay. It's your happiness I care about."

"No Justin, let's not do this. I remember when you told me about your depression, I take that seriously, and everything is not about me, it's about you too. Have you talked to someone about that?"

"Yes, I talked to someone. He prescribed me antidepressants. Maybe that's why I haven't gotten much sleep, I don't know, I'm doing better though, I think I can manage without it for a few days. I'm exhausted, I'm going to bed." He says giving the blunt back to me, laying down. I got finished smoking, turning the light off to go to bed also. I cuddled up to him, falling asleep on his chest. I rolled over to the other side of the bed, noticing he wasn't there. I sat up smelling breakfast, I brushed my teeth heading into the kitchen spotting him cooking.

"Hey sexy, you know I should be doing that for you."

"I'm okay. I realized you didn't have any eggs so I went to get some. I should've asked what you wanted for breakfast but I wanted to surprise you. Figured you had a busy week studying and going to class and all so, it's the least I could do. You sit down and relax, I got it."

"Alright, whatever you say," I said sitting at the counter.

"It's been a while since we've been on a date, how about we go out tonight. I hear there's a really nice place here for dinner."

"I have homework Justin, I would but I want to ace my next exam, maybe- maybe I can take another night off and go out to dinner. I'm making time for you."

"No, I know college is important to you. I understand. We can have it here, I can pick up the food and bring it back here and then maybe afterward once you're done with studying, I can run you a warm bubble bath."

"I like the sound of that. How about I give you a nice back massage when I'm done, I know you've been working and dancing your ass off on that stage."

"Okay, I'm okay with that." He says kissing my cheek. "What do you want to do today? Since I'm not doing anything, I'm all yours."

"I forgot to tell you that one of my classmates is coming over. Plus, she wants to meet you."

"Babe, I don't want to be Justin Bieber the celebrity that signs autographs and takes pictures. I thought that on weekends I could be myself and forget about all of that."

"I'm sorry I didn't know. I'll tell her she can meet you some other time."

"No, no. I just want to take a break from being famous you know. It's not that I don't want to meet her, I love my fans. I want weekends with just us since I'm away. I have to fly here every week because I want to see you. That's how dedicated I am to you."

"I know. And I'm sorry I should've asked or told you about it. You're right, I should respect that. I already texted her and told her change of plans anyways, I just want to sit down, eat breakfast, watch a movie and cuddle. It's cold here."

"That's true. Okay, well breakfast is served." He says giving me a plate.

"Thanks. I missed your cooking. I missed you. Everything's different since we've graduated, everything feels different."

"It's supposed to feel different. That's a good thing right?"

"I guess. It's scary if you think about it, I don't want things to be different between us though."

"It won't. I'm almost done with touring and you'll be here for three years. Isn't that what you wanted? To be here in New York. Are you having second thoughts?"

"Maybe. I was thinking about moving back home but there are too many bad memories there. I don't know what I want to do. I'm nothing like you, I don't have everything planned."

"Are you serious? Scooter had to make plans for me, I don't have everything figured out either if it makes you feel better. Why don't we just enjoy life and do what we really want? Is that less scary for you?" He asks.

"Yeah, when you say it like that. I just want to be successful."

"And you will. You may take a different path to get where you want to be but long as you achieve being a surgeon everything will be okay. I think you'll be a great surgeon one day, just don't operate on me." He says giggling, I scoffed hitting his chest with the back of my hand.

"Shut up, that's so not funny," I said smiling.

"I'm just kidding. I believe in you, even if you don't believe in yourself."

"Awe, you're so cute. I love it when you're supportive. What would I do without you?"

"I honestly don't know. You'll probably be a wreck, maybe dating Drew. Have you been talking to him?"

"Mm, no. Not really he's busy with going pro in basketball. We're still friends it's just, we're at that age where we have our own lives even though we don't see or talk to each other like we used to. I understand he's a busybody like someone I know."

"Hey, I talk to you every single day and I come to see you every weekend. Drew and I are not the same. Do you trust me?"

"Yes, I trust you. I'm surprised you're not in a hotel partying with a bunch of half naked girls to wake up to. Fame can do that to you."

"I don't care about girls, I used to at the beginning but it got old. I'm into you now, Dr. Adrian Bieber. I like that."

"I do too. I hope all this studying pays off."

"It will. Take it one day at a time, you'll survive, I promise you that. I love you." He says kissing my forehead.

"I know. I don't want you to give up your career for me. Everything's hard I know it but you've made it this far. Why do you want to give up something like that?"

"I'm exhausted all the time, it feels like I have a target on my back. I just need a break."

"So you're going to quit? And then what?"

"I don't know, go to Juilliard. Being a celebrity pays lots of money but, I don't care about it anymore. I want to be normal."

"You know you'll never be normal. I don't feel normal anymore because I'm getting married to this big time celebrity. The media calls me Justin Bieber's girlfriend or Justin's fiancé, it got me thinking, do they really know my name? Am I a brand because of you? Who am I without you?"

"You're the one and only Adrian Philips, don't worry about the media. I don't."

"They don't know my name, do they? They just think I'm some random girl you've hooked up with in high school, like everyone else right?"

"No. Trust me, they know who you are."

"Yeah, that I'm your girlfriend that you're marrying. Tell me the truth."

"I don't know Adrian. I want us to be private alright, I don't want people knowing who you are or your business. There's a big word difference between keeping something a secret and private. You're not a secret, you're out there. The day that you took my place to sing at the fashion show, everyone was talking about you, even talking about signing you to a label but I said no because you're not that type of person. You're not ready to fall into this trap. I'm just looking out for you, do you want them in your business? I rather for them to call you that instead of knowing your name. Alright, you're not a brand. You're my fiancé. If you want them to know who you are then I can make that happen. Whatever you want."

"No, that's okay. I'm not hungry anymore." I said dismissing myself.

"Adrian, don't walk away from me." He says grabbing my arm. "Can we at least talk about this before we get mad at one another. Do you want them to know or not? I can make it happen if you do."

"No, don't worry about it. I'm not upset."

"Yes, you are. Don't lie to me, come on, smile." He says taking his phone out of his back pocket. "Do I have to tickle you?" He asks, I rolled my eyes and put on a fake smile. He takes a picture of me, uploading it on Instagram.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Putting you on my Instagram. There's a reason I didn't want everyone to know your name. But since you want people to know, fine. I understand where you're coming from but can't you see it from my point of view."

"Yes, I understand. But I also want people to stop labeling me just as your girlfriend."

"Okay. Want to do the honors?" He asks handing me his phone. When I figured out the perfect caption to put, I handed it back to him. "Are you happy now?"

"Yes, I'm very happy now. What? Why are you giving me that look?" I asked.

"Nothing, no reason. I just want people to know you or your business."

"I understand, I do. But nothings going to happen. Alright."

"Alright." He says. I smiled and kissed him. His phone started to go off, I saw Scooter on the caller ID. He gets up and steps outside to answer. I had to do something about him blackmailing Justin, every situation that I can't handle on my own, I go to my dad because he knows what the best solution is, so I called him.

"Everything okay?" I asked Justin as he walks back inside.

"Yeah, everything's fine. Nothing to worry about."

"Well I called my dad and told him about it, he's not going to kill anyone I promise. He's not that kind of person anymore. He'll handle it. No need to stress about it."

"I just think I should handle this on my own, I thank you, your dad, Kristie, and Kathy for helping me out but this is my mess and I have to clean it up. I have to let him be my manager again."

"What? Are you kidding me? After everything, he's put you through, me through?"

"It's business, Adrian. You wouldn't understand that."

"I want a confession out of him, ask him about Tori. I want him to tell you the truth. He disliked me from the beginning, I know it, you're just too brainwashed by him to see that. I want you to ask him."

"Okay, well I'm seeing him tomorrow."

"Perfect, my dad will be here. It's time for the truth. I thought about visiting Tori. I know you said you wanted to see her and talk to her but I want to know why she did it."

"You sure you're ready for this?"

"I'm sure. I have nothing to lose. Just tell me you had nothing to do with me falling down those stairs."

"I can't believe you think I was behind that. I had nothing to do with that. I loved my daughter, I would risk everything to get her back but she's gone. Why would you think that about me?"

"I don't know alright. I'm sorry. I'm just overthinking. I know you wouldn't hurt me or the baby. I can't let what happened to me go. Don't you want answers too?"

"Yeah, I do. I'll take my chances with Scooter if it means that much to you. Promise me once we know the truth, you'll focus on yourself and get through school."

"I promise," I replied. The next day, my dad flew out to New York, I didn't want to see Justin's career go downhill, I care about him more than I care about myself.

"Do I really have to wear a wire? Is this really necessary? We already got justice." Justin asks.

"Yes, it's necessary. He has dirt on you because you fired him. I told you I would look out for you. Everything is in this folder, I already made copies just to be on the safe side. He's been taking money from you, giving it to Tori. I don't know why he's giving it to her but, I think you should ask."

"Thanks. I just feel like I have to go through this myself, this is my fight and I have to clean it up. I can't make you fix every wrong I make."

"You're right. But Adrian loves you, if you didn't know this by now she loves to solve everyone else's problems before her own. I don't understand why she's the way she is but, that's her."

"I heard that. Are you ready for this? Once this is over and we know the truth, we can go back to our lives without questioning."

"Yeah, I guess I'm ready. I want to know why too. I'll see you later." He says leaving.

"Are you sure you don't want me to come with you to visit Tori?" Dad asks.

"I'm sure, plus you need to listen to his conversation with Scooter."

"Okay well, you're already on her visitation list. Good luck." He says. I ended up leaving the apartment, making my way to visit Tori. I waited until she showed up, hopefully, she would cooperate.

"Never thought I would see you again, what made you desperately want to see me?"

"I want to know why you pushed me down the stairs. Tell me, was Scooter behind it?"

"Of course he was behind it. I signed a contract with him. Justin's been making him a lot of money so, he didn't want a baby to ruin that. He was the brains of it all and wanted me to do his dirty work. If I did it, I would get paid. It was all about money, I liked Justin, I did it without any hesitation because I was jealous. Scooter knew about everything, he called the cops before I even got out of that house. I didn't know you would end up losing your life too. It was stupid of me, and I know a sorry isn't going to fix anything so I rather not say it. I had this silly crush on Justin, he's an amazing guy and I wanted him, but obviously, he didn't feel the same way."

"Did he have anything to do with it also?"

"No. He fucking loved that baby, he didn't know anything. My contract was different from his. He loves you and he'll never do anything to hurt you. Blame Scooter for this, I was just an accomplice, he's been paying me to keep quiet, I'm cooperating with you because you deserve to know, plus he hasn't put money on my books yet. He's not what you think. So, what's going to happen to him?"

"I don't know yet. Probably behind bars too."

"I know you thought Justin was behind this too, but he didn't know anything. He was too busy falling in love with you. I think you're the type of person to solve everyone's problems instead of thinking about yourself for once. Do what's best for you, and stop thinking about the next person. You're in college now, making something of yourself. You have to put yourself first for once. I gotta go. I'm sorry about all of this, but at least you know the truth." She says smiling. She got up and left. It's crazy for me to say, but she's right. Who thought me visiting someone who did something so evil to me, would end up teaching me a couple things.

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