Nothing To Lose || Jelena/Justlena || 5

wooptiedoo another one! enjoy!
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Justin's POV:
It just passed midnight and the party is a blast. We've got tons of alcohol and tons of hot girls, the perfect combination for a party. After my third drink I began to feel the effects of the alcohol and I was a little dizzy and bothered by the bass of the speaker thumping too loudly. The music goes through my body.
Out of nowhere I feel a someone tapping on my shoulder so I turn around. Turning around, I'm face-to-face with one of my back-up dancers of the Believe Tour. She's dressed minimally with tight pants and a low-cut shirt. "Hey Justin, you throw amazing parties! Oh and you being here is just a bonus!" she says flirty and vaguely waves to my attire. I'm wearing a navy blue v-neck and white skinny jeans, which wouldn't be complete without the matching navy blue Supras, so yeah they are a part of it.
"Thanks. You look fine yourself'' I smirk back. ''Fine huh?'' She says. ''K hot whatever'' I say smirking. It's probably the alcohol taking over my body but I have the urge to kiss her. So I do, after all, I am throwing this party so I can do whatever I want and I can kiss whoever I want to. This kiss only lasts a few seconds and her lips taste strongly of alcohol.
As we pull apart, someone yanks my shoulder so I turn around and I am faced by a group of five other women. "Why don't you kiss us too Justin?" the front blonde asks me while batting her eyelashes. "Why wouldn't I? There's plenty of me to go around!" I agree cocky, clearly drunk. I spend the next hour kissing practically every girl at the party.
"Way to go, bro!" I hear Ryan yell in the background cheering as I make out with a model from Victoria Secret.
Shortly after, all the drinks have been downed, the drunken crowd gets rowdy and restless. In the blink of an eye, a fight starts in the dining room that appears to be over the last bottle of beer, what are we little kids fighting for who to play with which Barbie? Punches are thrown left and right and as two guys jump in to break it up, the fight gets even more heated. Even in my drunken state, I still have the common sense to call the cops. Momma must be proud.
In a blink of an eye, the cops arrive and clear everyone out. Luckily no one gets arrested but unfortunately a news crew also shows up. Actually, several news crews. In a panic, I realize that reports of my underage drinking will be all over the headlines. Oh, shit. I am so dead. What's Scooter going to say? What are my fans going to say? This is bad, really bad. I don't even want to know.
Selena's POV:
I've almost finished unpacking and I sit mindlessly on the couch flipping through the channels. I briefly stop on one of the news channels as the headline caught my eye. "Bieber Drunk At Party". I inch closer to the TV, anxious to hear the report. "Police report that at 2:30am, they were called out to pop-star Justin Bieber's mansion in Calabasas, California to break up a heated fight between two partiers. At the scene, everyone was evacuated and police report that around fifty alcoholic bottles were found empty in Bieber's home and that Bieber appeared drunk outside his mansion. Bieber is underage at just 19, but reportedly police have let him off with a warning. I'm Laura Nicholson, this is Fox News. Have a good night"
I sit on the edge of my couch totally shocked. The day I leave, he throws a party? Is he celebrating that I'm gone? And to think he wanted me back. I am so stupid for almost believing him.
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