×All Bad× |Justin Bieber|

Chapter 38

|Vanessa's P.O.V.|        'Compromise'

I placed my book down on the counter and took a water bottle out from the refrigerator. My initial thought was to come home and go straight to sleep. My eyes were close to closing whilst I was driving back home and I wanted nothing more but to throw myself on the comfort of my bed and fall asleep.

But then that's where college ruined my life. And sleep. Okay maybe I was being over dramatic, it didn't ruin my life... Just, took away some privileges you know what I mean?

I groaned hearing my phone ringing as sat down on the stool, resting my head on the counter in my arms.

I stretched my hand out and took a hold of my phone, turning around I looked at the screen to see Justin's caller ID.

I slid the answer icon before putting the phone to my ear.

"Hey baby" his voice rung through the phone as I closed my eyes briefly.

"Hey" I replied in a whisper feeling as though if I spoke any louder, my head would explode from the head ache I was facing.

"Whats wrong?" "Nothing, why'd you ask?" I replied rubbing my eye.

"You sound tired... Are you sick?" He answered, I managed to spread a tired smile of my lips at how cute he sounded.

"No I'm not sick, I'm just tired from college, have a headache" I replied, mid yawn.

"Oh... Then go to sleep, this doesn't matter" He said making me frown in confusion.

"No wait, what doesn't matter?" I questioned, cautiously.

"Oh well I was going to ask you to come to my house, Scooter is here and I wanted to ask you something, I thought you could meet Scooter too, properly" I couldn't help but laugh at the memory of meeting Scooter the other day, he literally walked in on us making out, his facial expressions were hilarious he left the house instantly.

"It's fine... I'll come, but what do you want to ask me?" I asked wondering why he couldn't just say it over the phone.

"You'll find out, but are you sure? Because I can come over to your house, Scooter won't mind" "Its okay, I'll be there soon"

After hanging up, I downed the bottle of water before taking my phone and car keys before leaving the house making sure to lock up since no one was home.

I got in to my car and drove to Justin's house, feeling as if my head ache was getting worse and worse by every car that had a slightly louder engine.

Finally getting to his house, I rang the doorbell and waited for him to answer. Not long after, the door swung open revealing Justin.

He smiled at me "Hey babe, come in" he widened the door as I walked in, he pressed his lips against mine as I smiled tiredly "Oh not again" Scooters voice was heard making us pull away laughing at how he looked at us.

We followed in to the kitchen "Thankfully we aren't meeting like we did last time, when I literally was afraid you two would lose oxygen if you didn't pull away for air" he embarrassingly said making Justin laugh.

"So what did you wanna ask me?" I asked leaning my head on to my hand which was being held up by my elbow.

"I'm good friends with Floyd Mayweather-" "Unfortunately" Scooter muttered under his breath, I bit my lip trying to hold in my laughter as Justin rolled his eyes.

"Anyway" he continued "I'm going to be going to his upcoming fight and I want you to come with me, as my date of a sort," He ended.

I looked at him for a couple a seconds, everything fell silent and he just waited for my reply.

"Oh..." I trailed off not really knowing what to say, I guess this was unexpected which is why I was lost for words.

"So? You gonna come with me or not?" He asked raising his eyebrow

I looked over at scooter who looked at me, raising his eyebrows with a grin plastered on his face.

"Er," I shrugged "Sure" I answered running a hand through my hair as I yawned, Justin smiled at me mixed with a smirk as Scooter stood up. "Well then," he paused throwing on his jacket.

"Now that this is sorted, I'll let the stadium organisers know the both of you are coming." He informed as he picked his keys up.

After a goodbye, he left.

"Do you even like fights?" He asked referring to boxing matches.

I shook my head "Of course not" I replied making him laugh with amusement.

"You said you had a headache, is it still bad?" He asked going back to the counter opposite me "Yeah" I replied watching as he nodded and took out a packet of medication pills before filling a glass up with water.

"Here, they should help" He handed me the two little pills and swallowed them down with the water "Thanks" I muttered as he put the glass in the sink before coming back over to me.

"So, what do you want to do? I'm free for now so we can go get some food?" He raised his eyebrows as he took my hands in his hands, intertwining our fingers.

"I should get going," I paused as he looked at me confused "But you only just got here baby" He frowned looking at me like a little puppy. "I know... But I have a crazy amount of work to do, sorry" I couldn't help but laugh as he pouted at me trying to get me to settle and say yes.

Normally I would give in because who could say no to such a cute face? But this time, I had to look past that and focus.

"Please?" He tried again. "Seriously baby, I would but I can't. I promise I'll make it up to you." I smiled standing up in front of him.

He sighed in defeat "Fine" he finally said making me laugh wrapping my arms around his waist I leaned my head against his chest as he put his arms around my neck pulling me close to him.

"I'll see you later" I smiled, he bowed his head lower to reach my lips before pressing his against mine in a lazy yet passion filled kiss. I let my hands run through his hair as I pulled away.

"Bye" he muttered before I took my car keys, with a finally peck on the lips I left his house and drove back home, feeling instant relief from those pills.