Love In The Lights (Justin Bieber Story)

Chapter 147

YOUR POINT OF VIEW

(Two weeks later)

So its been two weeks since we told Justin's parents about the pregnancy and they've been so supportive and they seem genuinely excited, which makes me even more excited.

Jeremy, Erin and the kids all flew home last week but promised they would visit us soon so they could keep updated with the pregnancy.

Even though I'm two months pregnant I just wish to be more heavily pregnant, and I wish for everyone to know that I'm pregnant, I guess I just want to skip the whole 'going public' part.

I'm nervous, actually, scared shitless. By telling everyone it is just going to cause more drama and stress by everyone crowding round us, bugging us for answers about it.

The paparazzi crowding around me and Justin whenever we go out together is just going to cause more drama and trouble.

More drama and trouble means more stress which is bad for the baby. That's something I'm not going to let happen, this baby means everything to me, so I'm going to do whatever I can to make sure mine and Justin's baby is happy and healthy and if that means staying in the house for the next seven months, then so be it that's what I'm going to do.

I woke up today in probably THE worst mood ever. Everything is just pissing me off everything little fucking thing.

I don't know if it is to do with the fact that I'm pregnant because I'm only what... Two months pregnant, my hormones can't be that raging right now, if they are then -oh I don't even know what I'm going to do. Please God I hope that they don't get any worse throughout my pregnancy because if they get any worse I will end up having no one because they'll leave me due to my bitchy-ness.

I mean I woke up this morning to a small bit of light poking through the window and stopped me from sleeping, it made me so angry, so do you want to know what I did?

FLASHBACK;

This fucking light better disappear because right now, its annoying the fuck out of me, shining directly onto my face, really is it that hard to get some sleep? Does God hate me right now.

Who closed the curtains last night? Justin. It would be Justin wouldn't it. Fuck sake.

Squeezing my eyes shut I tried to go back to sleep but it just wasn't working and I had a feeling i wasn't going back to sleep until that light disappeared.

'Justin' I groaned shoving his chest lightly trying to wake him, but he just ignored me, typical. 'Justin' I tried again, but once again no response.

'Justin!' I hissed violently as I shoved against his chest hard, Justin finally responded and shot his eyes open wide before letting them droop slightly 'what?' He asked quietly as he hid his head in the crook of my neck and sighed against the exposed skin of my neck.

'Go and shut the curtain, you didn't close it properly' I groaned in annoyance as I pushed him away from him, earning a tired- yet frustrated- sigh from Justin 'just ignored it baby, go back to sleep' Justin closed his eyes and shook his head.

'I can't' I hissed 'because YOU didn't shut the curtain' I hissed again causing him to sit up in the bed before throwing the covers off oh his body and storming over to the window, dragging the curtains together, not allowing any more light to peak through anymore... FINALLY!

'There, you happy?' Justin asked -to my surprise- calmly as he climbed back in the bed and grasping my waist lightly in his hands, hauling my body into his 'not really, if you shut them properly first place we wouldn't have this problem' I shot back at him, pushing his chest back once again and turning my back on him before falling back asleep on the opposite sides of the bed.