*YOUR POV*
After tossing and turning for about five minutes, I woke up. I looked beside me and Justin wasn't there. Instantly panicking, I checked my phone for the time. It was 3:40 am. I looked around the room to make sure he wasn't there but I noticed that the bathroom light was on and the door was locked.
I got up and knocked on the bathroom door. "Justin?" I asked quietly.
The door opened and there stood Justin, wearing a black sweater, black shorts, white supras, and his morning hair was still present.
"What are you doing at this time, babe?" I questioned him.
Justin awkwardly scratched the back of his neck and answered, "Um, well.. I was actually gonna go do some street art with my friends."
I gasped and said, "Justin! Couldn't you get in trouble for that? Plus, if the paparazzi sees you they're gonna make up stories to make you look like a bad person. I think you should just lay down with me and we could cuddle. I don't wanna be in this big house alone."
Justin's eyes lit up and I could tell that he had an idea. "How about you come with me? We could spray paint walls together. It'll be a fun and new experience."
I thought about it for a second and said, "No, Justin. I don't wanna get in trouble."
Justin argued with me and said, "Babe, it's an abandoned building. I don't think anyone would be there at this time. And I think it would be super sexy to see my girl doing some street art with me, don't you think?"
He winked and walked closer to me. He grabbed the lower part of my back and pushed me into him. Immediately, our lips crashed together. His tongue thrusted against my lips for an entrance, and I gladly allowed.
For about five minutes, we stood there making out and all that could be heard was our silent moans. Before Justin would take things too far, I pulled away.
We were both out of breath and while huffing for air, Justin said, "Damn, babe. You got skills with your tongue." He laughed and pecked my cheek. "Now what do you think about going with me?"
I bit my lip and nodded my head. "Sure, why not. There's always a first to everything."
Justin beamed a huge grin and pulled me into a tight hug. "Thank you baby, I promise you'll have fun!"
I could tell that I had made Justin happier just by saying yes. He began doing a happy dance and chanting, "My baby's gonna spray paint, my baby's gonna spray paint."
I shook my head and laughed at him. I went to change into my grey sweats and a black hoodie. I put on my converse and pulled my hair up into a messy bun.
"I'm all ready, Justin. Let's head out." Justin grabbed my hand and pulled me downstairs with him. He grabbed the car keys and locked the door to his house.
"First one to the car gets to drive?" Justin asked with a devious smile on his face.
"Hell yeah. You know I'm gonna win." I popped my invisible collar and smirked at how serious Justin was gonna take this little race.
Justin started counting down, "Ready, set, go.." He sped off right before he said go and I quickly ran after him.
Justin made it to the car first and I gave him a dirty look. "Justin! That's not even fair! You started before me."
He chuckled and licked his lips. "No I didn't. You're just imagining things, babe."
"Ha ha, very funny, Mr. Bieber." I said sarcastically.
