artist | bieber

By niallengar

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she loved art and he fell in love with hers. artist © niallengar started: mar 26, 2017 completed: - More

A R T I S T
O N E | C R O S S
T W O | S N A P C H A T
T H R E E | P I Z Z A
F O U R | R I D E
F I V E | H O S P I T A L
S I X | W H E R E
S E V E N | P R E T E ND
E I G H T | S E C R E T S
N I N E | J E T S K I
E L E V E N | F A V O R S
T W E L V E | E S C O R T
T H I R T E E N | D O N E
F O U R T E E N | C O U L D BE
T H O U S A N D | N O T E
F I F T E E N | T H A N K Y O U
S I X T E EN | N E R V O U S
S E V E N T E E N | D R A C O
C O V E R
E I G H T E E N | M I S T A K EN
N I N E T E E N | K I S S
T W E N T Y | B E L I E V E
T W E N T Y - O N E | S E C U R E
T W E N T Y - T W O | L O N G N I G H T S
U P D A T E | #1
U P D A T E | #2
T W E N T Y - T H R E E | A N S W E R S
U P D A T E | #3
T W E N T Y - F O U R | E M E R G E N C Y
T W E N T Y - F I V E | A N N O Y E D
U P D A T E | #4
T W E N T Y - S I X | T H A N K Y O U
T W E N T Y - S E V E N | Q U E E N
T W E N T Y - E I G H T | D A T E
T W E N T Y - N I N E | G R A N D O P E N I N G
T H I R T Y | A R G U E M E N T S
T H I R T Y - O N E | S H A M P O O
C O V E R | P A R T 2
T H I R T Y - T W O | S T A Y
T H I R T Y - T H R E E | H O M E
T H I R T Y - F O U R | H O P E
T H I R T Y - F I V E | M E
T H I R T Y - S I X | C R O U T O N
T H I R T Y - S E V E N | A I R P O R T
U P D A T E | # 5
T H I R T Y - E I G H T | C A L L
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T E N | M O N E Y

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By niallengar

T E N
M O N E Y

My hand grasped the pencil, swiftly tracing over the sketch I had recently drawn. Everyone else was on break, and went to eat at a nearby burger king but I stayed behind, deciding that there was other things I would rather do.

I had sketched my mom when she was younger which was a terrible idea because all I want to do right now is go to her. My brother hasn't tried talking to me ever since what happened yesterday, and I doubt he'll talk to me unless I contact him first. But it is what it is.

I stopped tracing the sketch as I felt a vibration come from the pocket of the jacket I was wearing.

justin:
helloo

cat:
sup biebs

justin:
well we finally moved on from harry potter

cat:
never will we move on from that

justin:
we'll see about that :))

cat:
creep lmao what are you doing

justin:
one attached image

justin:
ya boy gettin a massage

cat:
why the hell is the picture black n white

justin:
i prefer it like that shh

cat:
i'm not sending you a photo lmao but im sketching
well was until you interrupted

justin:
whoops
is the place empty

cat:
we closed since everyone's on break
we open up in like half an hour

justin:
i might just go
i'm bored
you're my only friend so

cat:
i'm sure i'm not your only friend

justin:
oh but you are

cat:
mhm sure

justin:
well, you're the only friend i want to voluntarily hang out with

cat:
ah ya see

justin:
can i call you?
it's been a min since you answered
i'm calling

I rolled my eyes at his last message, waiting for the call to show up and once it did, I swiftly pressed my finger on the green button to answer. "Malfoy."

"Fuck." I laughed at his response as I propped my phone on top of a stack of papers so they wouldn't fly away. "I really hate that name."

"I know you do, why do you think I call you that. Anyway, how is that massage? Is it worth the price?" I questioned him as I continued sketching since I had put him on speaker.

"Worth the price? Every penny. She actually just finished, and I'm gonna leave. It's this spa by North Beach, it's a twenty minute drive to your studio so don't expect me to be there so quick."

"I forgot you were coming, wow you're becoming the only person I'm hanging out with ... that's sad." I mumbled. I looked at the sketch, smiling with content as I took in how beautiful my mom looked in the sketch. I continued to listen to Justin who was talking about how amazing of a friend he is, but instead of actually bothering to listen, I hung up the sketch on my wall.

"Catherine Elliot? Are you listening to me?"

"Totally." No I wasn't.

"Yeah, dick in a can. Anyways like I was saying, I thought you'd want to go to the beach or something after work." I hummed and nodded, forgetting that he wasn't even near my presence. "Not a bad idea, my last name is Estelle by the way, not Elliot."

"Sorry my queen, I must now be forbidden from the kingdom."

"Please stop being so weird and drive safely. I can hear you speeding. I don't want to hear you crash over the phone. I'd rather witness it." I laughed as I heard him gasp loudly, and actually slow down since the wind had gotten a little bit less loud.

"I thought you loved me." He pretended to cry and I scoffed, rolling my eyes. He's such a little kid.

"In your dreams, anyways I'm going to hang up this call. I'll see you soon, and please come in through the back door. I don't feel like getting up to unlock the front door." I didn't let him answer as I ended the call the second I stopped talking. Around two minutes later, I heard the back door open and knew it was him, because I could hear his loud ass engine from inside.

"What happened to me telling you not to speed?" I mumbled without turning around, still admiring my sketches on the wall. "Well, about that. I um, I just wanted to see if I can set a record to how fast I can get here."

"How fast?" I questioned, turning around to see him smirking as he pulled up his phone. "It took me five minutes and twenty two seconds."

"Not bad Malfoy." I smiled and walked over to him, quickly giving him a small hug. "So what shall we do today? You want a tattoo?"

"I always want one, that's not even a question. But what I really want to do is go to the beach like I told you. Can't you guys close early? Please?" I gave him a look before I walked over to the front of the store to see how packed the beach was. Too packed.

"I'm not the owner plus I need the money."

"I'll give you money."

"You're not gi-."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"I said no."

"And I said yes." I groaned, knowing I wouldn't win this argument. "Justin, we are friends. Emphasis on friends, I don't work for you. You don't have to give me any of your money. I don't want to feel like I'm using you."

"Catherine, I'm just trying to help. Can't you accept that? You deserve the world and more." I smiled at his words but still shook my head. I didn't want his money, nor did I need it.

"That's nice of you to say but it's still a no. Now, are you going to stay here until I get off the clock? That's like two hours. So you can hang upstairs until I'm done." He nodded, and I quickly showed him the floor upstairs.

"Also, please don't come downstairs without letting me know. I don't want one of your fans to be here getting tattooed and you getting mobbed or something like that."

"I haven't gotten mobbed since we went to go get sushi, I want it to stay like that. Don't worry about me, go work. Just, can you uhm give me a hug before you go downstairs?"

"That's totally not weird." With furrowed eyebrows, I walked over to him and I hugged him, which I regretted due to the fact that I was walking down the stairs and the several hundred dollar bills that were in the pocket of the jacket I was wearing, were put in by him while we were hugging. "I'm not taking your damn money."

"You will when you're mine." He winked at me and I practically gagged, laughing afterwards. "That's not happening."

alright, so i'm finally starting off with how the plot for this story is going to be.  as you can tell, justin flirts with her quite a bit and i think that's what i love so much about this book ??? just because the way she reacts to it is so cute ALSO SHOULD I WEITE IN THIRD PERSON, CAUSE I THINK THAT WOULD BE SOOOO MUCH BETTER — if you guys would let me know which you prefer in the comments, i'd appreciate it so much

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