No Strings Attached

Chapter 4

I spent all of Saturday and Sunday to get used to this new adjustment. I observed Bieber and Selena's routine and I discovered that they barely saw each other. When Selena came home Bieber was somewhere else. and when Bieber was home Selena was not. Wasn't this nice? I was going to be in another separated household. Awesome!!! But at least Bieber engaged me in somewhat of a conversation. Actually it was him who took me around the city and gave me a mini tour and I enjoyed myself. It was crazy how much I discovered about my sister. He said up front that he couldn't remember the last time they spent the day together if it wasn't business related and I was no way surprised. Selena had always been the one to put work in front of everything especially when someone DIES.

But before I go on a rant about my pigheaded sister, Bieber took my around New York City until he was getting late. Then he took me home and we talked about the dinner with Ariana Grande that was tonight. Sunday I spent home while Selena popped in once to just ignore me, kiss Bieber and then head back out. I didn't understand how she could do it? I mean I was nineteen and shit, I could handle myself but like Bieber kind of acted like my parent/friend. I mentioned that to Bethany on the phone causing her to rant about me calling him, "Daddy" so I hung up on her. Never in my fucking life would I EVER call any grown man Daddy. You must have me fucked if I ever did because I'm not into that kinky shit. Bring me some ropes and whips if you please just don't ask me to call you Daddy because you will be slaughtered within that five seconds :). So just a small warning to all those guys out there, just cause.

Tonight, as I just mentioned was the big night with my meet with Ariana Grande. I was fucking nervous now. She was going to be my first cilent basically and I was started to freak the fuck out. I paced back and forth inside my room for a about an hour. I had put on leggings, a sweater dress and knee high boots. My hair had been thrown up into a semi-messy bun and since I was feeling #nomakeupmonday my face looked llke I havent slept in days but yolo as fuck. I was only going to see a mega star at a five star resturant, you know the usually. UGH. I went to the door just to get it over with and I ran into Bieber who looked snazzy in his new gray Armani suit. I only knew that it was Armani because I was with him when he just randomly decided to buy a 600 dollar suit. He asked me if I wanted something and I just looked at him like he was the dumbest person on this fucking planet. Yes, I wanted you to buy me a 600 dollar dress that I was probably going to where once in my whole entire existence.....

"You look beautiful." He smiled, running a hand onto his throughly geled hair.

I snicked and pushed passed him. "Keep the complements to yourself, Bieber."

He rasied a brow and followed me down the stairs. "Someone's nervous."

I looked back at him with my nose scrunched. "For your information, I am not nervous. Let's just go please."

He chuckled and wrapped around me giving me a heartfelt squeeze. "You always get snippy when you're nervous." He pointed out as we walked out of the penthouse together to the awaiting limo. He slid in after me and causally placed a hand on my thigh. His hand was warm, I could feel it through my thin ass leggings. I kept my head down and toyed with my fingers. "Don't think of this as an interview, I just want you to get used to who are working with. Ari and I are good friends. Use that charming part of you that I know you got."

He was referring to the hot dog guy at Central Park. I felt bad because a bunch of kids were making fun of his stand because he never made very much money. So I took it into my own hands and helped the guy. I was so sweet and so helpful that I had a good feeling he was going to be booming. His hot dogs were delicious, but since no had come around they were all cold and soggy. Each costumer got to enjoy a hot piece of meat between a roll. Even Bieber had one, and he enjoyed it.

"I felt bad."

He laughed some more and shook his head. "You/re so complicated."

I pushed a finger into his chest. "And you think that you're expert about me you old person."

"Me? Old? I'm only 23."

"Exactly. I'm 19. I'm a baby."

"A grown ASS with sass baby."

I shrugged. "Hey you get what you get."

We chatted about everything that had nothing to do with dinner or my first day tomorrow. It was nice because my nerves calmed down and my inner anxiety quieted down. Bieber wasn't as bad I thought he was going to be and the whole time we talked and joke I didn't understand what he saw in my sister. He said he loved her and everything but I knew that there was a disconnect somewhere. Maybe it was just me since I hated Selena, but who knows. We arrived at The Garden around nine. We were let out and Bieber took my arm and brought me inside. The person who took down the reservations nodded at us and said that our guest had already arrived. He smiled at me and said that I looked beautiful tonight. I muttered a thank you. As we walked through the glitzy restaurant I started to feel that out of place feeling. Every girl I glanced out was in all these expensive clothing, but then I remembered I was me.

I saw Ariana Grande immediately. She looked amazing in her pink sparkly dress and her hair pulled back into her usual ponytail. She sat next to a guy with pink hair, who I assumed was some how related to her. She smiled when she saw Bieber and then her eyes fell onto me, her smile growing even bigger.

"Hi Justin!" She cried getting up and running towards us. She hugged him and he hugged her back saying how it had been a while. She then turned to be and I stood up with confidence and plastered a some what smile on my face. "Kamila. It's so nice to finally meet you!" She grasps both of my wrists and pulled me down to sit next to her. Bieber got engaged talking to pinkie boy as Ariana fluttered over me. "Justin has told me so much about you. I had no idea that Selena had a little sister! You are so adorable."

I shrugged my shoulders. Of course she didn't know about me. "Thank you. It's nice to meet you too."

"I'm so excited to do this shoot with you. I was curious when he said that Ryan was leaving and some girl was coming. But then he had sent me some of your photos and they were amazing and I know that we will work so well today."

I just nodded and went along with what she was saying. She kept rambling about things, but my eyes kept wondering to Bieber who was turned sideways. Ariana, thinking that I was staring at pinkie chuckled lightly.

"Oh am I stupid! Kamila, this is my brother Frankie. He's a youtuber. Frankie this is Kami."

He rolled his eyes. "Like I didn't know. Hey, Kamila." He joyfully waved. I waved back. "You have such beautiful eyes."

"Thank you." I managed to get out.

Bieber clapped his hands. "Should we order?"

Ariana squealed reaching for the menu. "Kamila you have to try the shrimp croquets!"

I sat back in my chair and let out a sigh. This was gonna be a long night.