You Bitch

                                    

                                          
Can I just say I love the title of this chapter? Ok here's your update– what y'all been waiting for...
                          
**Prim's Point of View**
                          
I wake up and see that I'm on top of Justin. I look at the clock 8:47 a.m. I don't feel like getting up right away so I lay my head back down on Justin's chest. 
                          
I drift back to sleep for a little bit and when I wake up Justin's honey colored eyes are staring at me. 
                          
"Good morning sleepy head." he says chuckling. 
                          
"Good morning." I say, muffled by his shirt. 
                          
He kisses my forehead and I remember where we are. I hear Justin's phone ringing so I roll off him.  He gets up and gets his phone.
                          
"Hello?" he says.
                          
I look at Justin and see his facial expression change. 
                          
"YOU DID WHAT?" he yells.
                          
"Yeah, but then he texted Prim saying that he was gonna fuck her." 
                          
I figured he was talking about Ryan and I just stared at Justin.
                          
"Oh–uh– t-that's not true." Justin says stuttering. 
                          
I tune out the rest of the conversation and I pull the covers over top of my head. 
                          
I hear Justin's footsteps coming closer to me.
                          
"Come on Prim, get up." he says. 
                          
I groan and just continue to lay there. I see a shadow going across my face and Justin rips off the blanket. 
                          
I quickly curl up into a ball, cold. Justin smiles and I just sit there shivering. 
                          
"Come on Scooter says he wants to talk to us." he says, "We can't be late, again." 
                          
I get up and hug Justin. He looks down at me with a worried expression. I continue to just stand there hugging him. 
                          
I want to just have a day with Justin, by ourselves. No interruptions, no Scooter bossing us around, no fans wanting to get an autograph or picture, no paparazzi. Just us! It would be nice.
                          
"Come on babe, we gave to get ready." 
                          
I nod my head and put on a pair of jeans and a hoodie. I put on some makeup to cover that bags under my eyes.
                          
I woke up at 1:30 a.m because I was scared. I don't feel safe in Paris. I realized I was on Justin and that made me feel a little better, but still nervous. 
                          
And Ryan's text? He knows I'm dating Justin. Why would he say that? I mean, yeah, Ryan is really sweet, but I just think that Justin understands me more, he had the right personality for me, and Ryan just doesn't. 
                          
Justin and I leave the room and meet Scooter in the breakfast place. We sit down and wait for Scooter. 
                          
He shows up a couple minutes later and looks at us. Kind of with a disgusted look. 
                          
"I knew your little secret." he says.
                          
"What?" Justin says, "That I'm terrified of Voldemort." 
                          
I laugh a little but then stop when I see Scooter glaring at us.
                          
"No, that you had sex yesterday when you were late to dinner." he says sternly.
                          
"W-what?" I say.
                          
"Don't act dumb, the inside our t-shirt, both of you had messy hair, the quickly tied laces on shoes, and the scratch marks on Justin's arms." he says and I look down at the menu. 
                          
I know he's mad but he can't be. I mean it's our relationship, not his. It doesn't seem like he likes me that much. I mean he told Justin he did, but I'm not that sure. 
                          
"Look, I know you guys have a 'thing' but Justin you need to stay focused on your music." 
                          
"It's not Prim's fault! It's mine. I started it so don't be mad at Prim." Justin defends me. 
                          
He grabs my hand under the table and he stands up. I do too and we walk out.
                          
He leads me to the rental car and we hop in. 
                          
"Where are we going?" I ask.
                          
"We have to pick up Ryan from the airport, Scooter invited him." Justin says. 
                          
I look at Justin's face in the mirror and see a rock-hard glare on his face. 
                          
"Sorry about Scooter. I don't understand why he's so mad, it's my life. He manages my music and concerts. Not my life." he says ranting. 
                          
"It's fine, I mean he kinda is right, I'm distracting you from your music, I should just back off." I say.
                          
"Prim, you are not a distraction. Yeah you might distract me because of your beauty. I love you and he can't change that." 
                          
**At Airport**
**Baggage Claim**
**Justin's Point of View**
                          
I stand at the baggage claim watching the luggage going around and around. I stand in between Ryan and Prim because I do t like the thought of Ryan's text anymore. 
                          
"I'll be back" I say heading to the restroom. 
                          
Prim nods and I head to the bathroom. I quickly use the restroom and wash my hands and walk out.
                          
I see Ryan close to Prim and moving closer. She tries to get away but he grabs her wrists. 
                          
I hear him say  something along the lines of, "Come on baby, I'm make you feel great." 
                          
"N-no thanks." Prim says. 
                          
He starts to lean on and I run to him. I push him away from Prim and start at him. 
                          
"Yo! What was that for?" Ryan asks. 
                          
"For trying to hit on my girlfriend." I say. 
                          
He tries to defend himself but I clench my fists in anger. I throw a punch at him and he goes backward landing on the belt. 
                          
I look at him, "You bitch." 
                          
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