Reckless & Clumsy

Part 4

"Uhhm, this is my closet... bathroom goes

this way", Justin says smirking. You blush and go to the next door where Justin just had pointed at. You open the door and see a huge bathroom. You close the door and quickly change your clothes and get your hair in a better shape. As soon as you've finished you walk out of the door, ready to go. Justin looks down at you again and smiles at your skinny jeans. "A lot better", he smirks and you chuckle. The people on the street stare at you two. You try to hide your face but Justin seems to not notice the staring people. Two girls start to follow you two and whispering things. You and Justin get sandwiches at subway and some coffee on starbucks. You enjoy the breakfast. But you don't really know what to do. Justin doesn't seem to notice but you two walk silent next to each other and you start to get a little bit uncomfortable. "So, tell me something about you...",says Justin suddenly. "Well... I'm actually a quite normal person... I don't really know what to say about me.", you admint. "Well", Justin says laughing. "How about starting off by telling me your name?" You blush as you realize that you actually haven't told him your name yet. "*yn*", you say half embarassed half amused. Justin nods. You don't really know what to do now so you ask him: "So tell me something about your life..." Justin chuckles and answers: "Well, I don't think I've something to tell you, you don't know yet. So I'm Justin Bieber, 19, Canadian, I like Basketball and my favorite color is pu-" "no tell me something I don't know. Like something very unimportant. Like the color of your toothbrush or something...", you cut him off. You're quite surprised about yourself because you just asked Justin Bieber - THE Justin Bieber - for the color of his toothbrush. Justin laughs out loud and looks at you. "How the hell did you get to this question?", he asks still laughing. "Honestly... I really don't know, but I mean, why should I ever want to know your favorite color if I can know the color of your toothbrush?", you joke cheecky. Justin laughs again and says: "So let me think... Why the hell should I know the color of my toothbrush? I bet it's purple but I don't have a clue!" You smile and say: "Well then... we're gonna find out. Ask me something!" You're again pretty surprised that you are so open but it's positive so you continue. "Ooooookay... so when did you get your first period?", he asks. You gasp because this question was absolutely not what you expected. "What? I thought we're trynna find out stuff about each other!", he says and laughs. You can't look at him without laughing too so you laugh and say : "13, I guess..." Justin nods and smirks. You blush. Suddenly you realize that you aren't in the big street anymore. You see a huge beach right before you. You try to remember the world map. You're not very good at geography but you still know that Atlanta isn't at a sea. You breath in the fresh air and ask: "Justin... how did we get here so fast?" He chuckles and says "secret". You sit down on the beach and feel the soft sand around your feet. Justin sits down next to you and says: "So I think it's your turn..." You nod and say: "Sooo..... uhmm... what was the first book you ever read?""Oh my god, ask something else!", he says. "Why?", you ask a little bit confused. "Because I don't know the answer. And I don't like it if I don't have the answer for a question", he says and smirks. "Okay then... How old were you as you lost your virginity?", you ask shyly but without a doubt on yourself. He looks at you like you'd be an alien. "What? I told you about my period too, so go ahead and answer my question!" "Wait *yn*, I have to make one thing sure before I answer your question", he says seriously. You nod and look 'asking' at him. "You probably know this story of me and this girl who said she had a child with me?" You think about it and remeber your best friend saying something about that at school. Ages ago. "Yeah...", you say. "But what does it have to do with my question?" "Well, I did know her. She was a friend of mine. We had a terrible argument and she went away and told everyone this story. I just would like to make clear that everything - I mean EVERYTHING - I tell you here stays between us. Scooter probably would kill me if he'd know what I'm doing right now...", Justin says with a little sad touch in his voice. You swallow and nod. "Okay...", you say. "Well then, to answer the question", he says, now a lot happier. "I think I was 17... but I'm not sure maybe 16... what about you" You blush as he asks. He can't know it. But you don't want to tell him. You look down at the sand, embarassed. Justin realizes why you act like this and says: "oh... I should have guessed it, your only - how old are you actually?" You are glad the awkward situation is gone and you mumble: "15" Justin looks at you. "Oh wow... You look older that 15", he says. You smirk. "Was this a compliment or is this something bad?", you ask. "Well, if you look at the 15 years old me - what was looking like a baby - ", he chuckles. "Then I'd say this is something positive." You blush a little bit. You don't know what to do again. To break the silence you stand up and walk towards the water. You feel the cool water around your feet and between your toes. At least now you would have had to wake up if this was a dream. You walk a little bit more into the water and pull your trousers a little bit up because you don't want them to get wet. You look back to the place you've been sitting and you see Justin looking around. You chuckle and enjoy the cold water. Suddenly you feel two warm hands grabbing your waist and lifting you in the air. You gasp and jump a little bit, but then you see a "G" tattoo and you know it's Justin because you remember the blonde news speaker saying something about this tattoo some days ago. You laugh and you hear Justin laughing as well. "Should I let you fall into the water?", he jokes. "No!", you shout laughing. He lowers you a little bit, making your feet touching the cold water. You make a creepy noise and wrap your legs around Justins waist. "Oh okay, so we're playing monkey today?", he says because you hang on him like a monkey. You laugh and nod. He laughs too and then jumps into the water. The cold water comes around your whole body. You close your eyes because the salt burns in your eyes. As soon as your head is out of the water, you take a breath and rub ypur eyes to get the burning water out of it. You look down at you. Your clothes are all wet and you chuckle. Suddenly, Justin's head pops out of the water right next to you and your heart makes a jump. "Oh my god, Justin! Next time you do this, I'm gonna have a heart attack!", you say. He looks at you and smirks. His hair is a mess and doesn't look as 'styled' as usual. "Well then... I don't want you to have a heart attack so I'll have to stop making you jump", he says sarcastic. You laugh and punch his shoulder friendly. You start getting quite cold and you start shivering. Justin seems to be quite cold as well. "Wanna go home?", he asks. "Yap, please", you say. You walk out of the water and follow Justin.  You close the door behind you and walk straight into the bathroom. You quickly change your wet clothes to a warm pullover and some sweatpants. You leave the bathroom and you see Justin laying on his bed, also with changed clothes, watching TV. You sigh as you recognise the good old blonde news speaker on the TV. "Who's she talking about today?", you joke. Justin doesn't answer and continues watching the TV. You look back on the TV and freeze. It's a huge picture of you and Justin on the screen. Your legs wrapped around his waist, you two laughing in the water. If you didn't know it better you'd say these two are a "couple? Who is this misterious girl with Justin? What says Kendall Jenner about that? All the answers after the little break", says blondie. "I - I'm sorry... I didn't know there were people photogr-", you try to apologize but Justin cuts you off. "It's not your fault, *yn*, I should have been more careful." You nod and go back to the bathroom. Your face wasn't visible on the screen, nobody is going to know it's you. But you don't want to get Justin in trouble so you decide to go back home. You shiver as soon as you think about your parents, your whole body refuses only the imagination of being stuck back home. You know you're going to get a huge punishment for leaving. You don't even know if your parents still want you at home. You put all your stuff back into yoir suitcase. You know Justin isn't going to agree if you tell him you're leaving. You know he's going to make you stay. Or at least try it. So you go back out of the door and lay down in the bed, your suitcase next to you on the floor.