On Break?

                                    

                                          
Here's a second update for today!Hope enjoy! Again you might be mad.... Sorry? —Again—
                          
**Prim's Point of View**
                          
I wake up to someone shaking me awake. I see Justin standing above me and Austin, shirtless, on the bed.
                          
"Prim, what the fuck are you doing?" Justin screams. 
                          
"Prim, why the hell is Justin Bieber here?" Austin yells.
                          
I get up shakily and walk to Justin. I hug him really tight and bury my head in his chest. 
                          
"I'm sorry Justin, I really am." I say crying into him. 
                          
He pushes me off him and looks at me sternly. I wipe my eyes and my knees start to feel weak. 
                          
"Why Prim?" he asks. 
                          
"I-I don't know, I got mad at you. I just needed to cool off so I came here. Austin sat down and we kinda like clicked. We went to the bar and he got me to try beer. I kinda drank like 5 and had about 8 shots a–" 
                          
"YOU HAD ALCOHOL?" he screams. 
                          
"Y-Yeah." I say.
                          
Austin looks at me shocked, realizing I'm under age.
                          
"You're under age?" Austin yells.
                          
"I'm only 18." I say quietly. 
                          
"WHAT THE HELL! You were fucking drunk!" 
                          
"YOU MADE HER DRUNK?" Justin yells.
                          
"And then I got drunk and I didn't know what I was doing. We started to kiss and then we came up here a-and—" 
                          
"YOU WERE ABOUT TO HAVE SEX WITH ANOTHER GUY?" 
                          
I nod my head and start to cry. I can't explain how I'm feeling, I'm still drunk and I know that.
                          
"Prim, why is Justin fucking Bieber here?" Austin screams.
                          
"Because he's my boyfriend!" I yell.
                          
"WHAT?" he yells, "You're dating? You have a boyfriend? It's Justin Bieber?" 
                          
I nod my head and start to cry.
                          
"You're a bitch. I thought we'd be friends. You keep this away from me? You're such a slut. Why did I ever think that?" Austin says his voice still raised. 
                          
"DON'T CALL HER A BITCH OR A SLUT!" Justin screams. 
                          
"Please stop yelling." I whisper covering my ears. 
                          
Justin lunches Austin and throws him out of the room. He comes to me and picks me up to my feet.
                          
"Let's go I'm driving you back to the hotel and we are going back to L.A. No pre-show." he says. 
                          
"Justin, I'm really sorry. Please forgive me." I say.
                          
"How can I forgive you? You were about to have sex with that guy. Can I even trust you?" he says.
                          
"Justin I was drunk! I still am! Please, Justin please." I say begging him. 
                          
"NO! You literally betrayed me! How can I trust you!" 
                          
"I didn't mean to. Please, I beg you. Justin I love you so fucking much. I don't knew what my life would be like without you." I say crying.
                          
"Let's go I'm taking you back to the hotel but I haven't forgiven you." 
                          
He drags me to the car and puts me in the back seat. I don't bother to buckle and I just lay down. 
                          
A couple long minutes later we get back to the hotel. Justin parks and comes to the back seat. 
                          
He opens to the door and pulls me out. He lets go of me to shut the back door and I almost fall over. 
                          
He grabs me wrists and walks me into the hotel. We go to the elevator and we go up to G. 
                          
Outside our door is Scooter. 
                          
"Where the hell were you?" he asks me.
                          
I groan and Justin takes out my key card. He opens the door and walks me to the bed.
                          
"Scooter, I'm canceling the pre-tour we are going back to L.A tomorrow. Call my mom, tell her I want her there." Justin says. 
                          
"Ok will do, what happened to Prim?" Scooter asks. 
                          
"Nothing, I don't think she wants to say anything. Just go call my mom I need to talk to Prim alone." Justin says.
                          
Oh no. What I do? Fuck what am I thinking. I'm a drunk. Of course I did something wrong. 
                          
I don't want Justin mad at me. Scooter leaves and Justin comes to me. 
                          
"What the hell?" he says.
                          
"Justin please you have to understand. We all do things when we're drunk." I say.
                          
"But you were drunk? How can I trust you when I don't know what you'll do when you leave. You could be cheating on me." 
                          
"Justin I'm really sorry!" I yell crying, "Why can't you see that! I'm fucking sorry, ok? I don't love Austin! I love you!" 
                          
"No." he says.
                          
"W-What?" I ask. 
                          
"You know what? I can't deal with this. We're on break. I'm sleeping on the couch when we get back you're sleeping in you're own room. I need a break from you." 
                          
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