Once you're dressed you climb into the drivers seat "what do you want to do now?" You ask "I'm hungry, but I don't want to risk getting caught eating out" he says "when I read about you you're always doing something outrageous, why so secretive now?" You ask, intrigued, "well, I'm usually just showing off to my friends" he says "but with you I feel like I can just be myself" you blush "okay, my mom probably isn't home so we can eat there?" "sounds cool" he says, and you put the car into drive.
You get to your house and open your front door, you turn to Justin to tell him to remove his shoes then tell "Dad! I'm home!" "In the kitchen sweet pea!" You hear him yell back, you motion Justin to follow you. You stop at the doorway to the kitchen "So, dad, I met Justin Bieber yesterday and he needed a ride around town, but he wants to chill here for a while.." You say "don't eat all the food, don't make a giant mess of the house, wash your hands and use a condom." He says not even looking up from his book "Dad!" You say, embarrassed that that's the first thing he thought about "oh yeah, don't forget to wash your hands, wait, Bella, I already said that." He says nonchalantly "daaad, there is a famous singer in your kitchen" you say in a whiny voice "what does that have to do with hand washing? And he looks like a nice guy." He says with a smirk, so you just turn around and start looking through the fridge.
It's been just over a half hour and your in your room eating Kraft Dinner and hotdogs talking about everything and nothing with Justin. Everything seems perfect until you until you hear your mom scream "Joseph?!? How could you?" You get off your bed and walk to the top of the staircase to eavesdrop, Justin trails behind asking "should I really be listening to your parents arguing?" "Yeah" you say "they're always fighting about something or another" as you lean in to hear better.
Dad: What is the problem?
Mom: you let her bring Justin Bieber into the house?!
Dad: is he going to steal anything?
Mom: No.
Dad: Is he going to kidnap her?
Mom: Don't be ridiculous. It's just -
Dad: Then I don't see the problem, he seems like a nice young gentleman, he's just a normal boy with a talent. Should I not let her have friends over?
Mom: but it seems weird..
Dad: Well, talk to him about it, not me. He says as he continues reading his book.
You hear footsteps coming towards the stairs so you run back to your room and jump onto your bed. You hear a soft knock on the door "who is it?" You say innocently "Bella, it's your mother" you hear her say "come in" you say. She opens the door and stops in the doorway "oh, you have a friend over?" She gives you a weak smile "yeah, Justin this is my mom, Mom, this is Justin." You say as if you have celebrities in your room all the time. "You have a lovely home miss" he says "oh thank you dear, I wanted to be an interior decorator before I became a masseuse." Justin stands there awkwardly not knowing what to say next "okay" you say "you can go now mom" "oh, sure, wouldn't want to disturb you two, I'll be going then" she says as she waves and walks out the door.
Justin walks back to the bed and sits next to you, he spoons macaroni and cheese into your mouth then moves the bowls aside. He puts his hand in you hair and starts rubbing your cheek with his thumb, "you're so perfect, you're hair is incredible unique and your eyes sparkle like no other" you smile "they only sparkles because you're the one I'm looking at you." He leans in to kiss you softly, you pull his neck bringing his face closer to yours, kissing him passionately, you pause and ask "can we just cuddle this time?" He smiles "can we make out and cuddle?" "That's what I call a compromise" you say as you crash back into his love.
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