"Yeah," Trevor and Jones agree.
"Thanks," Justin and I say at the same time again. What's up with us saying things at the same time all the time?
We arrive at the house. I grab my stuff and follow Justin to the front porch.
"Bye," I say to Scooter.
"Actually Scooter I'm gonna come with you," Usher says.
"Really," I ask.
"Yeah, I'm trusting you kids not to do anything stupid," he says.
"Haha okay," I say hugging him. "See you tomorrow love." "Okay," I say pulling away.
I step inside sitting on the couch next to India and Jones.
Usher grabs his stuff and puts them into the SUV.
"Bye," I say to Usher and Scooter.
Justin shuts the door.
"Hey guys," Justin says.
"What?" We all say except Mat.
"There's no grown ups here," he says smirking.
"Okay?" I say.
"Let's get turnt up!" He says.
"I don't think that's a good idea," Jones says.
"Yeah me either," India agrees.
"Forget you guys, I'm in," I say.
Justin gives me a surprised look and I smile.
Guess he wasn't expecting me to agree.
"No you're not," Mat says.
"Come on grab the drinks and less goo!" I say completely ignoring the fact Mat is trying to speak to me like we're a couple again.
"Alright I'll be back," Justin says going downstairs in the basement.
"Y/f/n I'm very surprised," Trevor says laughing.
"Yeah well I'm bored and I haven't gotten turnt up a day in my life and I'm 18 so that's sad," I reply laughing.
"Well you won't do it alone," Trevor says.
"No she isn't gonna do it at all," Mat says.
"India, Jones, Fredo are you guys gonna do it with me?" I ignore him again.
"I guess," Jones says. "Whatever," India says "Hell yeah!" Fredo says getting up.
Justin returns with the drinks. He's brought back Whiskey, Vodka, Rum, Cranberita, Limerita, Strawberita, and some watermelon drink.
"Yayy!" I say preparing myself to get ready to turn up.
Justin smiles and places the drinks in the middle of the floor.
"Do you guys want hookah cause I have some."
"Yes bring me back the tropical one please," I say.
He brings everyone back a stick of hookah.
Before I could grab mine, Mat grabs my arm dragging me upstairs.
"What the hell are you doing?" I ask aggressively trying to escape from his grip.
"What the hell am I doing? What the hell are you doing?" He fires back.
"I was trying to grab a Hookah stick until you grabbed me!" I say fixing my hair still trying to escape from his grip
"Why aren't you acting like yourself!" He yells.
"I am I'm just trying to get turnt up. Why are you talking to me in the first place. I thought you don't talking to hoes."
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FanfictionFour days. That's all it took for Justin Bieber to start falling for new 18 year old popstar y/f/n(your full name). She never knew if she could fall again after her last boyfriend. She liked Justin ever since she was a little girl but is unsure if h...
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