- Katy -
I heard the sound of Chrissy laughing. I opened my eyes and I was in a...hotel room? I blinked a few times then I started to remember everything. I pulled the blanket off of me and sat up.
"Look, she's awake!" Chrissy exclaimed. She stood up and sat down on the edge of the bed beside me. She was dressed, and so was Justin. She's bubbly this morning.
He came beside me and I stood up and hugged him. I breathed in the scent of his great smelling cologne. "Good morning, my sleepy head shawty," he said in a sweet voice and gently kissed my forehead.
Chrissy had a surprised expression on her face. "You're the luckiest girl in the world, Katy. Justin Bieber just called you his shawty. That was my dream," Chrissy said and frowned.
I turned to face her. Justin's arms were around my waist and he put his head on my shoulder. "Maybe you should've been a hater," I teased.
"How could I ever hate THAT?" she asked, putting emphasis on "that" and she pointed to Justin.
He laughed. "I am pretty swag filled," he teased. Chrissy and I laughed a lot.
We all sat there in silence for a few seconds once the laughing stop. "So, what time is it?" I asked.
Justin looked at the purple watch he had on his wrist. "Almost noon," he replied.
"I'm going to get dressed," I said and grabbed clothes out of my duffel bag. I also grabbed my straightener. I started to walk to the bathroom.
"Don't get stuck in there this time," Justin said and laughed. I stuck my tongue out as I shut the bathroom door.
My clothes for today are a purple ruffle tank top with some white skinny jeans and gray converse. I've had these clothes for a while, but I've never put them together, probably because they are Justin's colors, and back then I hated him. I took a quick shower before I got dressed. I forgot to get my shampoo and body wash out of my house, so it's a good thing that the hotel provides you with little bottles of them. Although the bottles are pretty much done and gone with after one shower.
I finished my shower, got dressed, blow dried my hair, straightened it, brushed my teeth, and now I'm putting my make up on. I don't wear a lot, basically just eyeliner, a touch of powder, and blush. I wear eyeshadow too, but rarely. Only on special occasions. As I was putting eyeliner on, I heard a knock at the door.
"Is it safe to come in?" Justin asked.
"Yeah," I yelled back, and chuckled, still applying my eyeliner.
He opened up the door. "Aw, you're wearing my colors," he cooed and smiled.
"I've had these clothes for a while but I never put them together. Now things change," I replied and smiled. He smiled too. I went back to putting my eyeliner on. A few seconds later, Justin snatched the eyeliner out of my hands.
"Justin, give it back!" I sternly shouted.
He frowned. "You don't need it."
"Justin, seriously, give it back," I snapped.
He frowned, again. "Take all of it off," he ordered.
My eyes widened. "I'm not taking any of it off," I said in a humorous tone as if he actually thinks I will.
"You don't need make-up, you're gorgeous enough. Make-up is something girls use to make themselves look prettier, or so they think. They look better when they have nothing on. It's their natural self, not something different and changed. Make-up covers girls' true beauty" he said with a small smile on his face.
I sighed. "Fine," I said, giving up easy. I don't want to fight with him.
His face lit up. "I'll help you, shawty," he said using a happy tone as he grabbed my make up remover.
I tried to help him clean it off, but he said that he'd do it, so I just let his hands wonder around my face as he took my make up off. It was a little weird but whatever.
"There," he whispered as he threw the last cotton ball away.
I looked in the mirror. I feel weird because I'm dressed and all ready like to go somewhere, but I'm not wearing any make up. I feel like my look is incomplete sort of. "Justiiiin, I feel weird about this," I said and sighed.
"I don't, because you just got like ten times more gorgeous than you already are," he said and he softly kissed my nose.
I stuck my tongue out. "You're so sweet. And cheesy," I told him with a laugh.
"My specialities," he replied. We walked out of the bathroom and Chrissy was sitting on her bed.
"I should get going before my parents freak out," she sadly said.
"Yeah, they freak out easy, so you should go," I replied, in a sad tone, walking over to her.
She stood up and gave me a hug. "See ya, bitch. Take care of Bieber," she said and winked.
"Bye, whore. I will," I responded, and I winked as well.
We quickly laughed and she gave Justin a hug. "I just hugged Justin Bieber. Life goal accomplished," she said using an "epic win" tone with a chuckle while she was gathering her things. Justin and I said "bye" one more time before she headed out.
"So, what are we going to do today?" I asked Justin.
"I don't know. First we should check and see if Scooter had anything planned,6" he replied as he walked over to the connector door. He knocked on it, and Pattie opened up.
"Hi, sweetie, what do you need?" she kindly asked.
"Do you know if Scooter had anything planned today? Signings, interviews, promotions...anything?" he asked her.
"Hm, not sure. Let's go check," she said, indicating that Justin could go into their room then into Scooter's.
"You can come too, honey," she said to me, kindness again in her voice. She's so nice!
I followed behind Justin and he knocked on Scooter's door. He opened up after a few seconds. "There's the lovebirds. What can I do for you?" he teased.
Justin laughed. "Do you have anything planned for today? Like interviews or anything?" he asked Scooter.
"Nope, this is an off weekend for you. But I think Mama Jan wanted to do some short vocal exercises soon. Ten minutes at the most she said. I also wanted to talk to you and ask if you wanted to stay here a little longer before we go back to Atlanta," he replied.
Justin's face lit up. "YES! Finally, I get a weekend off. And, uh, I'll talk to Katy about it..." he said and finished by looking over at me. I shrugged, then it hit me.
Leaving New York to go back to Atlanta with Justin? Whoa. Back up. I don't feel good about that. I hadn't thought about us having to leave, which makes me feel pretty dumb. How can I leave here? I have people at my school that I love...and Chrissy. This may be summer, but wouldn't I go every where with Justin? Even when my school would be back in? I wouldn't get to see my friends ever again probably. It's not like I'd have to deal with my mom; if my mom was the only thing holding me back, I'd leave for sure. I have great friends at my school, but most importantly, I just can't leave Chrissy behind, and I know her family isn't going to let her tour with Justin Bieber. I'm getting a headache. Let's push this out of my mind for now...
"Gotta deal with Mama Jan soon though," Scooter said, breaking me out of my thoughts. He took a sip of the coffee he had in his hand the whole time.
Justin noticed the coffee as he stopped looking at me. "You actually like that stuff?" he asked, using a disgusted tone.
"It's not Maxwell House. Kenny picked some decent stuff up at the nearby store this morning," Scooter said happily and took another sip.
"Good, you almost made me throw up there," Justin teased. "Where is Mama Jan anyway?" he added.
"I think she went to get some tea," Scooter casually replied.
Justin rolled his eyes. "I have nothing against tea, but coffee's better. She should drink coffee sometime."
"I tried it once, but I didn't like it. It stunts your growth and it can also harm your vocal chords," an unfamiliar voice said from behind Scooter. Scooter moved over a bit and I saw an older woman holding a mug with a tea bag string hanging out of it.
Justin simply chuckled. "Oh, I haven't introduced you two," Justin said, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the woman. "Mama Jan, this is my girlfriend, Katy. Katy, this is my wonderful vocal coach, Mama Jan," he said with a smile.
"Justin's found another love, oh boy," she teased.
"That's what we said," Scooter semi-yelled from across the room.
"I'm just kidding, sweetheart, Justin isn't one of those Hollywood players that's dated a million girls," Mama Jan said to me with a smile. I smiled as well. She seems really nice.
"THANK YOU!" Justin blurted out. He then turned to Scooter. "See, Mama doesn't think I'm one of those guys that wants to immediately have sex with every girl he meets."
Scooter put his hands up. "I never said you were, don't blame me," he stated.
"Kenny and my mom thinks I am," Justin snapped and rolled his eyes. I couldn't help but chuckle at this little conversation.
"That's Kenny and Pattie for ya," Scooter said and laughed.
There was a pause then Mama Jan spoke up. "How about we get to them exercises, Justin?" she asked, but she said it like it was more of a statement than a question.
"Suuure," Justin casually replied.
Justin and Mama Jan did a few short vocal exercises together and some of them were funny. I couldn't help but laugh, which led Justin to laughing, which led Mama Jan to laughing, which made the exercise get messed up. But Mama Jan said it's fine.
"There, you crazy kids are free to do whatever. Be safe," Scooter said once Mama Jan told him that Justin was done.
Justin grabbed my hand and started pulling me towards our room. I was surprised at how tight he was gripping my wrist. We walked right through Pattie and Kenny's room. They looked at us and tried to say something, but Justin pulled me into our room. He slammed the connector door.
"Justin, what the hell?!" I shouted as he let go of my wrist. There was a red mark on it.
"You don't want to go to Atlanta with me!" he shouted.
Man, he can read people like a book. And, way to bring up the past, much? I guess we didn't really talk about it yet, though. "Justin... I-I don't want to just abandon every one I love here!" I yelled. I expected tears to be pouring down my face any second now.
"Well then why did you say yes when I asked you out?! You could've saved me heartache!" he said, his voice louder.
And now the tears are flowing. I've never seen Justin like this... It's scaring me. "Justin, stop! You're scaring me!" I screamed through my tears.
His facial expression turned sad. "I-I'm so sorry... I don't know what got into me... I just pictured the thought of leaving you behind and this relationship not happening," he whispered and pulled me into his arms.
My tears were still flowing, but not as fast. I saw a few tears escape from Justin's eye too. "Maybe Chrissy can come with us. There's no way I'm leaving her like this," I whispered to him.
"I can talk her parents into it," he said and a small smile was upon his face.
I thought about it for a minute. Moving to Atlanta, Georgia... It could be fun. And who am I kidding? When I was thinking before, I was practically lying. I'm a loner at school and Chrissy is basically my only friend. I wouldn't miss anyone. Wait...except my old boyfriend...Ben.
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Author's Note: How was this chapter? :) Little cliffhanger at the end. :) I already have the next chapter written, but I'll post it tomorrow to keep people on the edge of their seats a little longer. ;)