*mild sexual content! it'll be italicized... so do not read if you feel uncomfy... k? k.*
-Justin's POV-
She slowly nodded, her face scrunched up. "Yea yea... I'm okay." She breathed out.
My mouth went dry. She sounded like she was in so much pain.
"I'll call a doctor." Usher got his phone out.
"No, it's okay. This is nothing..." She said.
Usher frowned and put his phone down. She was slowly starting to lose her balance, so I held her, bridal style.
"Babe... can you hear me?" I asked her, ever so slightly.
"Yea..." She breathed out again.
Her breathing was normal now, and she fluttered her eyes open. I couldn't help it. I attached my lips to hers, and kissed her passionately. She giggled and pulled away.
"I'm okay, Justin."
I heard cheering and clapping behind us, and I turned to face usher and scooter.
"Ah shit." Mia said.
I chuckled. "Can we tell them?"
"Whatever..."
"So..." usher wiggled his eye brows. "Friends, huh?"
Mia blushed.
"Why weren't you honest?" Scooter asked. His voice didn't show hate. He sounded caring and loving.
She sighed. "Sorry..."
I defended her... "C'mon, guys. She didn't want hate."
"Sorry..." She repeated.
"It's okay, sweet heart." Usher winked.
She giggled and he smiled. I wish Mia was a belieber. Then, I'll have that kind of effect on her... ugh.
"Anyways," Mia said. "Sorry for lying... yes, we are dating. I just didn't wanna publicize it yet."
"Not even to us?" Scooter asked.
"Well... we met Pattie... She didn't like me. So I was kinda worried." She looked at her fingers.
"That's strange..." Usher said more to himself than to us. "She likes most people... mostly all..."
"I know, right?" I said. "But Mia wasn't like... this when she met mom. She was really jumpy and all."
"Oh?" Usher asked Mia.
She just shrugged.
"So back to business." Scooter said. "Dancing."
"We danced along to one song. FALL, I believe?" Mia answered.
They both nodded. "Danced together as in...?" Usher asked.
"Can we show them?" I asked Miaa.
"Hell no." She answered, her face turning pale.
"I got your back, baby girl. I won't let you pass out..."
She sighed and relaxed. "Fine."
I smiled. "To a ballroom we go!" I said.
Apparently, this hotel was here since the 80's. So there was a ballroom and all that shit. Usher and scooter sat down in a royal looking chair.
"Need music?" Scooter called.
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