Texting Justin Bieber

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Listen to pray during the part when Justin reads the paper thing. Ugh I hate homework... Enjoy!

**Justin's Point of View**

I'm on Instagram and the door clicks to the bathroom in the hallway. Prim walks in but stops.

"Wait, what was I doing? Why am I here? Why'd I come in here?" I hear her mumble.

"What?" I say.

"Why'd I come I here?"

"Because we were gonna sleep." I say.

She doesn't answer but she walks over to the bed and lays on her back.

"Justin?" she says sadly.

"Yes babe?" I say.

"My head hurts."

"Ok, do you want me to get you some Advil?" I ask her.

"Not like a headache but like inside my head. Towards my brain." she says.

I sit up and look at her. I tell her to sit up and she does. I feel her head to make sure she doesn't have and bumps.

"Ok, go downstairs and get in the car I'll be right there." I say.

She nods her head and get ups from the bed. She walks out the door and I run my fingers through my hair. I quickly take out my phone.

"hello?" the voice says.

"dude, Prim is acting strange. I don't know what's wrong. I'm taking her to the hospital, text Scooter and meet me at the hospital."

"ok, which hospital?"

"the one closest to my house. I have to go." I grab my keys and walk out the door.

I run to my car and open the door. I quickly start my car and drive off.

"Wheeeee! This is fun!" Prim exclaims with her hands thrown up in the air.

"Prim settle down." I say.

I put my hand on her lap to calm her down. I turn on the radio and 'Ride' by Twenty Øne Pilots comes on.

"I'VE BEEN THINKING TO MUCH!" Prim yells.

I quickly change the channel to a Christmas station and drive quicker to the hospital.

"Aw, Juju! I wanted to listen to TØP!"

"No, we are listening to this."

"But it's not even Christmas! Or Halloween!" she yells.

"Inside voice. Shhhh."

Prim's puts a finger to her mouth, "Sh"

We arrive at the hospital one Jingle Bells and Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas later. I get out of the car and go to Prim's side.

"Hold me like superman! I want to fly! Like a butterfly!" she squeals.

I hold Prim close to my chest and walk to the front doors.