Codes of Love: Rethink Your Family, Remake Your Life

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♥ "My thoughts are often interrupted by Justin's touch." ♥
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Justin's POV


I would have gotten Kenny to park somewhere -- I didn't care where, and let me at least give the teen some money but I knew that we had to drop Marie off at her high school to make sure she wouldn't be late for her grade twelve exams. The last thing she needed was to miss them and fail. This year at her school has been hard. There have been girls everywhere bashing her up for dating me. It's kind of stupid because we're both seventeen and turning eighteen in a few weeks. We're almost adults and my fans can't expect me to stay single forever. I think they're just not used to it yet. Marie and I have only been dating for three months and she's been my first girlfriend since fame has come into my life.

I walked alongside Marie without holding her hand. We were both scared of how jealous the fans would get. A normal guy would hold his girl's hand without hesitation but I really don't seem to be one of those normal boys anymore. I listened as the school bell rang making us pace towards the classroom a little bit faster. The crowd that had been gathered around us still didn't disperse because they were as usual too busy drooling over me. I don't go to school. I mean -- I do but I'm homeschooled. I have a tutor who goes everywhere I go. It's because if I go to a school like this; the only thing I would learn is the sound of the screams of every single student attending there. I can't really complain about my fans. They are my everything. They are the reason I'm here right now. I can't complain about the invasion of my privacy either because I knew very well what I was getting myself into when I was signed onto the record label.

But anyway, I could sense the nervousness in Marie Zilman's voice that day. Her education was very important to her and she valued it above everything. Learning was always something that her parents liked her to be good at. Her whole family put school above Marie's looks, money, even her friends and modelling work -- involving the easy job of showing off her sexiness. ;) Clutching her wrist bravely in front of everyone, I longed to taste her familiar lips again. I wanted to be the one to soothe her worries using any method I needed to use.

Marie's POV

"See you J Bieber" I finally said. Hesitating for a second, I debated mentally about whether I should hug him goodbye or just wave because kissing in public was out of the question according to Scooter and my own dad. They were both openly honest about being worried for my safety and didn't want me getting bullied more than already necessary. In the end I was also anxious about what other people would think. I gave him a wave and held his hand for a fraction of a second. Just those milliseconds made my hand feel like they were being scorched by a rapid burning fire. My ears filled with the sound of squeals as Justin as usual showed off his famous hair flip. I don't really understand why people go crazy over that. He's just shaking his hair to the side. No biggie. Although I shouldn't really say that since whenever he does that I mentally scream as well. It just makes me need to lie down to stop myself from dropping unconscious. My thoughts are often interrupted by Justin's touch. Like what he was doing now. My hot boyfriend purposely grazed his arm against my bare skin making me shiver ever so slightly.

"I'll miss you today baby. I am going to be waiting tonight for a phone call to see how you go in your exam kay?"

"Mmkay. You know what? I feel like having some chicken soup." I said our code sentence for 'I Love You' he smiled brightly at me. I gushed at how that million dollar smile was meant for me. The fans didn't seem to suspect anything as we exchanged those random comments. It was kind of annoying having to make up a code for simply saying I love you even after we had told the whole world openly about our new relationship. I guess life is just like that when your boyfriend is a teen heartthrob. Many times this month I had to rethink if our partnership was worth it. Worth having those hateful messages pasted all over the internet about me. Worth having to struggle through paps and Bieber fanatics just to get into a restaurant for a simple date. Worth having to wait hours on end to just spend two special minutes with him.

"I feel like some soup too." He added a crisp wink on the end before stuffing his hands in his pockets and grinning at his crazed fans as they escorted him outside.
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