Tour With Me

Justin’s POV

Finally I had gone back to the hotel. I guess Natalie didn’t really mean what she had said to Annabelle because she and Allan had left the studio together. I’ll admit that I didn’t like seeing her get in the car with Allan but I shook the feeling off. Or at least I tried shaking them off as best as I could.

I was finally beginning to drift off to sleep. It felt as if I hadn’t slept in a comfortable bed in ages. Even if I had, it was never for a long period of time. It was simply for a few hours, then I had to leave again. I would have to try and sneak in a good nap on the plane to wherever I was going.

My mind was beginning to drift off to sleep as I lay on the bed. My breathing began to slow down, until it was slow and even. Before I could fully fall asleep I heard the door to my room open.

The club will be full of game but none of that has got u
Me I think your runnin' 'cause I’m the one

Someone sang in a sing-song voice. The voice was so familiar that I couldn’t help but to open my eyes. No she didn’t, she wouldn’t. She had gone off with Allan, why would she be here, in my hotel room of all places. She couldn’t have been serious about what she said earlier.

I don’t know what u came to do girl
what u came to do tonight
But I came to party, oh ohh
I don’t know what u came to do girl
what u came to do tonight
But I came to party,oh ohh

Suddenly she stopped singing. I didn’t bother to turn around to look at her, so I didn’t know what she was doing. I was comfortable on the bed and I didn’t want to move.

“Justin, are you sleeping?” she questioned.

I simply groaned in response. I closed my eyes once more. I was somewhat hoping that she would leave so that I could sleep, but a part of me wanted her to just crawl into the bed with me.

“Awe poor baby Bieber, no pun intended” a smile made its way onto my face as I listened to her. Normally I would have rolled my eyes, but it was different this time.

“But seriously, get up, I was serious earlier when I said that I was taking you out. I just needed to go change and now that I am we’re going out, so get your small ass up”

I sat up in the bed and rubbed my eyes. I was so close to catching up on my sleep. Though I was tired, a part of me was glad that she was actually serious.

“How did you even get in here?” I questioned as I continued rubbing my eyes.

“Well Nick was one of the guys outside the door, so he let me come in. Since I’m staying in the same hotel, I figured that I should just go to the top floor and look for the room with the body guards“

“Now stop stalling and get up” she spoke. I could hear the amusement in her voice with every word that she spoke.

“Alright, alright. I’m up—” I stopped mid sentence once I looked at her. She really had changed her entire outfit. Her hair looked as if it had been curled slightly before it was thrown in a side ponytail that fell past her right shoulder. She allowed a few hairs to fall over her right eye but once in a while she would push them back.

I didn’t know if I was still tried, or turned on by the amount of skin that she was showing. My eyes immediately drifted to her tube top. I stared at the way her chest would fall and rise with every breath she took. I couldn’t tell if she was wearing a bra or not, but I knew that I was turned on either way.

My eyes then drifted down to her shorts. As usual her shorts were short, something I had gotten use to. As usual, her legs seemed to go on for days. Her legs were perfectly sculpted from years of dancing.

I instantly felt the urge to feel her soft skin once again. To find out myself if she was wearing a bra. For me to find out myself if she was also flexible from the years of dancing.

I tried to shake my thoughts off before my friend could come and start a party. I was pretty sure I was only seconds in time.

She wrapped her ear buds around her I-pod before putting it in her purse. She looked up at me and smirked. I guess she noticed me staring.

“Awe, look at you, asking me to help you pitch a tent” she smirked.

I furrowed my brows together as I looked at her. I was really hoping that she wasn’t talking about what had just happened. Or what I had tried to avoid.

She continued to smirk before she started to walk over towards me. She set her purse down on the bed before she sat down next to me. “Your tent” she spoke as her eyes drifted to my pants then back up to my eyes.

I looked down to see that I was actually a bit late in stopping my thoughts. It wasn’t anything major, but it was enough to be noticed. “Damn” I muttered under my breath.

I cleared my throat and nervously rubbed the back of my neck. I was trying to think of something to say, I had been caught. I didn’t know if there was really anything that I could say at this point.

“Uh, psh, that’s not…psh I don’t know what you’re talking about…psh please” I stammered.

She continued to smirk as she rolled her eyes. “Well don’t worry about it” she then leaned in so that her lips grazed my earlobe.

“Pitching tents are my favorite part of camping” she whispered. I tensed up and my breathing hitched slightly. She wasn’t helping me get rid of my friend at all. She slowly pulled and grabbed her purse off the floor.

I looked down and inwardly groaned again. “Fuck” I muttered under my breath once again.

She turned around to face me. A smirk still playing against her soft lip-gloss covered lips. “Are you coming, or should I give you and your friend a moment alone” she suggested.

It was a trick question. If I didn’t come, she would assume that I was jacking-off. If I did go I would have to walk around with her while I was hard. She would still be wearing that outfit and would probably find some way to make things worse. Either way, I was going to hate myself for a while.

“I’m coming, I’m coming” I decided.

“Now?”

“Now” I nodded while standing up.

“Smart boy” she smirked. She turned on her heel and started walking towards the door, making sure to sway her hips as she walked. I groaned and ran a hand through my hair as I followed her.

“You’re going to keep torturing me aren’t you?” I questioned.

She laughed as she reached the door. “I would stop if it wasn’t so entertaining” she then turned around to face me as she pressed her back against the door. She gave me a quick once over before licking her lips.

“But you’re really hot when you’re turned on” she suggestively whispered.

My friend was completely ready to party now. There was no point in turning back now. I licked my lips before placing both hand on either side of her. “Am I?” I questioned.

She rolled her eyes and pushed my chest so that I was no longer hovering over her. I couldn’t help but smirk at her actions. It was something that her old self would do, meaning that she didn’t completely change while we were separated.

“We’re going out remember. If you had gotten up earlier than maybe we would have time for this, but we don’t so now you must suffer”

She started to open the door but I put my hand on and closed it back. “Oh come-on, you’re actually going to let me walk out like this”

She rolled her eyes and closed her eyes as she groaned. “Fine, I’ll tell you a trick” she groaned and opened her eyes.

“Say the Pledge of Allegiance whenever you pitch a tent. Don’t ask me how I know because that’s a story I would rather not tell, but just do it, okay”

I furrowed my brows together and smiled as I stared at her. “I still don’t get how you would know if this works or not”

“Fine then don’t do it,” she took her index finger and slowly trailed it down my chest. She stopped at the belt on my jeans, causing my breathing to hitch once again. My breath slowly became shallow as my friend continued to throw a party.

She smirked before leaning close to my ear once again. “I don’t mind” she whispered. She leaned back and ducked under my arms. She managed to open the door, since I was caught off guard, before she walked into the hallway.

I groaned as I watched her walk away. I took a deep breath before I started saying the Pledge of Allegiance.

The effects this girl has on me.