Justin's P.O.V
She's, beautiful. I knew she would be more beautiful in person. Her eyes, her smile, the way her shades are placed on her forehead. The way she thanks her friend for helping her out with her bag, the way her curves fit just right in that petite black dress.
Don't get me started on her perfectly plump, glossy lips.
"Hello Ms. Y/n," Fredo says and I snap out of my trans. I thought he was gonna say, "how you doin Shawty."
"Hi," she's softly chimes.
"Would you be kind enough to let me do the honors of helping you out with your bag?" Alfredo says beating me to it.
"I would very much appreciate it, thank you," she says ever so politely. She should be talking to me like that.
Fredo 1, Justin 0.
That annoying son of a hoe.
Your P.O.V
There he is, right there standing in front of me. He's so beautiful. My chance is here and now. As he slowly approaches me I feel tears coming. I quickly pull my shades down to stop my eyes from betraying me.
Stop crying all the damn time my subconscious says.
Stop talking all the damn time.
"Hello Y/n my name is Justin. Thanks for agreeing on coming, it's a pleasure for you to be here right now," he says. Precisely, he wants me to die. You can't just speak to me like that and expect me not to keep my little composure.
Oh gosh.
"Hello Justin... Hi. Um thanks. It's a pleasure for you to be standing in front of me right now," I say.
Why the hell would I say that out of all choice of words! I don't talk like that! Why didn't I just say hi Justin thanks for inviting me here?
I can't right now.
He softly giggles at my embarrassing moment. "My pleasure," he responds. Don't laugh at me. This isn't funny.
I smile lightly and look down to hide my flushed cheeks.
He walks over to his Range Rover and I follow behind.
I notice Fredo putting my friends and I's bags in the truck and I thank him for everyone.
Alfredo's even cuter in person.
Justin introduces himself in front of all my friends and I wait for him to finish so I won't be in the car alone. They come without me noticing so I head towards the car. I see Fredo opening the door for me.
"Here you are miss," Fredo says gentleman like.
Fredo is so nice. I knew he'd be nice before I even came here.
"Thanks Alfredo, again," I say.
Wait, I'm not suppose to call him Alfredo! Now they're gonna think I'm some crazy fan which I am but I don't want them to think that!
How many times am I going to embarrass myself today?
I get in the car and close the door. I lay my head on the window worrying about how many times I'll embarrass myself today. This is just so annoying and overwhelming. It's causing provocation.
India looks over at me.
"You okay," she mumbles.
"I'm fine," I reply. "We'll talk later," she says.
What? I hate when she does that. She just automatically assumes that we'll talk later. What if I don't want to talk? What if I want to keep this all to myself?
"Whatever," is all I manage to say.
As soon as Justin puts the key in the ignition a loud clash of music waves permeate the car. The song playing was, "They Don't Know" by Drake.
"Sorry guys," Justin says turning it down low.
He's so sweet. He doesn't know me yet and I hope he thinks I'm as wonderful as him.
"It's okay," I respond softly.
"So Y/n where are you from," Fredo asks. "New York," I chime.
Justin's P.O.V
"Oh that's cool," Fredo says.
"You look beautiful, just in case you didn't already know," he says.
Fredo 3. Justin 1. He needs to hop off already.
"Thank you," she blushes.
"No need to thank me I'm just pointing out the obvious," he says.
I roll my eyes. He's really getting on my nerves. Stay away from her. Well she's not my girl but she is beautiful though. If she were mine, I'd do her senselessly right now, right here.
But she seems like the type to have standards so I wouldn't do that.
"So Y/n how was your day," I say interrupting their conversation even if it was over or not.
"My day just started," she blushes.
"You right," I say embarrassed.
She goes on her phone on what appears to be twitter but I'm not sure.
"Usher it's nice to finally see you again," I say.
"Yeah, it's real good to see you too. How's everything going?" "It's good, thanks."
The rest of the ride I just talk to Usher to avoid saying stuff to Y/n.
I'm not ready to speak to her yet. Clearly.
By the time we reach my house, everyone was already asleep.
I look in the rear mirror and see Y/n sleeping. She looks so cute.
I slap Fredo on the arm
"What the hell man?" He says loudly.
"Get up we're here. You're lucky it wasn't your head," I snap. He deserves to be hit in the head for hitting on the girl I want.
I call out Usher's name for him to wake up and he does.
He steps out the car and I go about my mission on waking everyone up.
I wake up Y/n's friends. By the time I wake them up, I thought they would wake Y/n up but they didn't.
"Y/n we're here," I say and lightly tap her.
She doesn't wake up. She's a hard ass sleeper.
She's a heavier sleeper than I thought she was because I tapped her again and she still didn't wake up.
"Y/n come on get up we're here," I say this time lightly shaking her.
She finally gets up. I don't think she knows or expected me to wake her up.
"Where are we," she says looking down.
"My house," I say.
She look confused for a second then looks up and sees that I woke her up.
"Oh, thanks," she says and I help her get out the car.
I walk into the trunk and grab her bag gently placing it on the floor.
She tries to grab them.
"I got it," I tell her. "No it's fine I'll get it," she says.
I give her a look telling her that I won't stop trying until she lets me hold it and I'm not going to argue.
"Fine," she gives in.
I smile and begin to walk with the bag.
She stumbles on her heels.
"Oop," I say while catching her.
"Thanks," she says with her cheeks flaming hot. She blushes a lot. Well that's the reaction I'm hoping to get cause I'm Justin Bieber.
"No problem," I say.
I hook one of my arms with hers so she doesn't fall or stumble again.
I reclaim the bag and we continue to walk in the house.
As soon as I step inside, everyone is standing near the wall with their bags and Fredo's in the kitchen. Nothing new.
"You guys can chill and relax its fine by me. Make yourself at home," I say.
They oblige and claim their seats on the couch.
Some guy with green eyes and sort of the same hair as me stares at me. His hair is more flat and mine is obviously better. He glares at me for a while.
Y/n's friend with caramel skin gives her a weird smile.
What the hell is wrong with her friends?
"So uh, are you guys hungry?" I manage to say through all the tension.
"Yeah sure but let me introduce you to everyone first," Usher says.
"This is Jones," Usher says pointing to some guy with blue eyes and tiny ears.
"This is India," Usher says pointing to the girl who have Y/n that weird ass smile.
"This is Trevor," Usher says pointing to a light-skinned guy with brown eyes.
"And this is Mat." Ah, that's him. The one that gave me a weird glare when I walked in. I wonder why. If he has a problem with me for whatever reason we could always settle this, my way.
"And that's Y/n which you probably know," Usher says staring at our hooked arms.
I quickly pull away. I didn't even realize we were still doing that. It just felt, right like it was suppose to be there. It fit right in.
"And everyone this is Justin."
"Hi," they all say in sync.
I put Y/n bags near the wall and walk into the kitchen. I see Fredo and he walks over to me.
"Ayo Y/n is even sexier in person," he says.
"Yeah, I know," I say annoyed. He seems to notice.
"What's wrong with you?" He says.
Oh nothing just the fact that you're trying really hard to get with Y/n, and you're saying all these lines I'm suppose to say to impress her. Oh and your penis been sticking out of your pants ever since you've seen her.
"Nothing," is all I manage to say.
I find Welch's fruit snacks, potato chips, and tortoise with salsa, guacamole, and cheese.
I decided to grab some fruits. I pick out tangerines, grapes, watermelon, plums, mangoes, and strawberries and realize I need more junk food.
"Imma need more snacks," I say to Fredo.
"Isn't there Oreo's?" "No you finished those yesterday," I say rolling my eyes.
"Right. I'll be here talking to Y/n some more cause the stuff I pulled at the airport was good. Oh and make sure you buy Oreos," he says with a smile while sticking his tongue out.
I roll my eyes and walk out and look for my keys.
I place the snacks on the table.
"I'll be back, I'm going to buy more snacks."
"No it's fine we don't need anymore," Y/n says and smiles. "No I insist," I say.
"No we don't need anymore, thanks anyways."
I give her the same look that I gave her before at the car.
"Fine," she gives in again. She catches on very fast.
I smile and walk away.
I walk back inside when I realize I don't know what snacks they like.
"What do you guys like?" I say.
They all start talking at once and all I hear is Fredo saying Oreos, and Cookies & Cream.
"I think one of you should go with him," Usher says.
"Y/n would you like to go with me?" I say impulsively.
"Uh, sure," she says and grabs her bag and phone.
"I'll go too," Mat says.
He looks annoyed. What did I do this time pretty boy?
"Aight lets go," I say and all three of us saunter out of the house to my Ferrari.
I call Kenny once we are near the car.
I open the passenger door for Y/n.
"Thanks," she says.
"No problem," I give her a smile and close the door for her.
Mat's already in the car.
I start the car and ask them what type of music they would like to listen to.
"Doesn't really matter I'm cool with anything," Y/n's says.
I decide to change it to a station that plays pop music instead of rap and as soon as I change it to the station I hear my song, "Beauty and A Beat."
I swear I seen Y/n jump for a second. Why? I'm already next to you baby.
As soon as I'm about to change it Y/n speaks.
"No don't change it, I love this song."
Well alright then.
I put the car in reverse and back the car out the driveway heading to a grocery store.