"I don't like boys. "

Lolita rolled her eyes behind her bright pink shades, she followed close behind as he mother droned on about her having good manners. "I mean it, Lola. Be nice to these people, they're new to the neighborhood and we want to give them a good impression. "

The only way I'd actually be nice to someone is if they're good looking enough Lolita thought , her strides soon began to match her mother's as they approached the house. It was a beautiful house, almost as big as Lolita's probably the same size.

Her mother rang the doorbell to the luxurious house while scolding her daughter telling her to take off her sunglasses. Lolita slowly took them off and folded them in her hands, she straighten her posture as she heard the door unlock.

"Hello, how may I help you?" an older woman with brownish hair, large lips and deep wrinkles appeared with a faint smile on her face.

"Hi, I'm Dian and this is my daughter Lola." Lolita gave a polite wave and smile, although she didn't want to be here. " We're your neighbors and we just decided to come over to say hello."

"Oh! Hello I'm Hailey bieber, would you like to come in?" Hailey offered, Dian declined but she insisted that her and her daughter should come meet the rest of the family. Lolita wanted nothing more than to go into her room or go hang out in her backyard, to probably get a darker tan or smoke.

But of course, her mother gave in and now here they were in the living room of the bieber's home, Hailey yelling for her kids to come down. Lolita sat on the crisp white couch with her legs crossed over one another, taking in the decorations in the lovely home. She could tell that this family had money, lolita wondered what the hell Hailey's husband did for a living. Suddenly There was a loud tumble followed by yelling from the staircase.

"Boys!" Hailey scolded then sent an apologetic smile our way right before walking over to the staircase. "behave, we have guests!" the three boys instantly straightened up once they saw Dian and Lolita perched on the couch, their eyes mainly on the dark haired beauty who wore thigh socks and a fairly short skirt. "These are my boys, Mason, Jake, and Christopher. You'll meet my husband in a few moments, he's out with his brother and a few friends."

The three boys walked around and sat on the couch, next to their mother. Mason, the oldest one out of the trio, smirked at Lolita who didn't pay any attention to the boy. Lolita didn't like boys. But Mason was determined to talk to Lolita, alone.

"Boys, how bout you show Lola here, the garden?" Hailey suggested, glancing at Lolita and the boys. "Your mother tells me you like flowers, eh?"

"I love flowers and I would love to see your garden." Lolita spoke up for the first time since the boys have been down stairs , Christopher, the middle child loved the sound of her voice already. "Boys? Lead the way."

They all scrambled to get up , pushing and shoving each other; all three of them wanting to lead the way for Lolita, who happened to be following behind with a smirk on her face. Pathetic boys, she thought while shaking her head.

"This is my mother's garden," Mason spoke to Lolita while trying to shove Christopher and Jake out of the way. Lolita giggled quietly and walked in front of them, taking in the sight of the flowers which varied. There were more exotic flowers, ones she only dreamed of having, and basic flowers; the ones her mother possessed.

"Gorgeous, " she said, impressed with Mrs.Bieber's garden. The woman could had a lot of time on her hands, but then again, she probably hired someone to plant them for her. Hailey didn't seem like a house wife, only a woman who had too much plastic surgery done in her 20s and it was coming to bite her in the ass now. Lolita walked further into the garden so she was away from the house, the boys followed behind her like lost puppies.

"You smoke cigarettes?" Christopher asked as he watched as lolita pulled out a rolled blunt, obviously he didn't know the difference.

"Oh god no, those cancer sticks are going no where near my mouth." she placed it between her lips and lit it slowly, they watched as she inhaled to make sure it was lit. "do you not know the difference between weed and cigarettes? Perhaps you're too young? "

"I'm not young," Christopher folded his arms across his chest, "I'm 14, I'm practically a man."

Lolita giggled and inhaled the substance again then let it out. "Well I am a man, I'm 19 " it was Mason who spoke up this time, he smirked at Lolita who just nodded her head as she blew out the smoke.

"I'm 16" Jake gloated with a proud smile on his face. Lolita shook her head and dumped the ashes from the blunt onto the concrete pavement.

"Age, doesn't make a man." she said slowly, her blunt was burning out quick and she blamed herself for not buying backwoods. Instead she threw the end of the blunt on the ground and crushed it with her faux fur heels. "Its what's in your pants is what matters," and your pockets she wanted to say.

Mason understood quickly, the other two , not so much. They muttered a small huh while Mason rose his eyebrows at Lolita who bent down and tapped the end of the blunt on the ground to put it out. He was so intrigued by her that even the simplest tasks would make Lolita seem interesting, she could stare into space and still be extremely attractive to him.

''Boys! Your father is here!" Hailey's voice called from, Christopher and Jake immediately took off while yelling dad excitedly. Mason shook his head at his two younger brothers because of their childishness, but he want to do the same. Lolita smiled at the boys who disappeared into the house.

"They're some cuties " lolita commented, Mason immediately grew jealous I'm cute he thought to himself. "Come," lolita held out her very small hand and looked up at mason who eagerly covered her hand with his large one. This girl is small, he concluded in his head then his mind wandered on about the things he could do to her 'small' figure

Mason and Lolita walked hand in hand into the house, as they grew closer to the living area Lolita could hear multiple deep voices and she wondered why were there so many. It wasn't until they turned the corner when Lolita got her answer, there were 4 large men in the living room. Hailey stood in the middle and there was no sign of Dian , who happened to take off to work ; she was the editor for a popular magazine so of course her job would be demanding.

"Oh! Lola, your mother said just go home whenever you're ready and she'll be home later tonight!" Hailey exclaimed, making the four unfamiliar men turn in her direction.

"Thank you ma'am. " Lolita said putting a little innocence into her voice. She slowly pulled her hand away from Mason's then folded it within her other hand in front of her lap. The gesture caused Mason to feel a wave of disappointment wash over his tall frame, he quickly replaced his frown with a smile as his father stood across the room with a knowing smirk on his face.

"Son! You didn't tell me you had a girlfriend. " Justin bieber, known as the husband of Hailey and the father of three also the owner of the largest law firm in America, said to Mason. His eyes traveled over Lolita's small timid frame, he was very impressed at what was before him. The young girl was gorgeous, her high cheek bones and pink lips catching his attention; her hazel eyes holding the purest glint, so gorgeous he thought as he found himself staring at her but he quickly turned his attention back to his son. His wife was right there, for christsakes.

"Oh no dad, this is Lola our neighbors daughter." Mason laughed as his fathers facial expression changed, he was hoping that his son had finally gotten over his recent ex;
Kylie. Kylie was a user, especially when it came to the bieber family. She never saw the real Mason and the only time she was involved with Mason is when it came to money and clothes. He knew that when Kylie ignored his son for days, but came around when she wanted financial support.

This infuriated Justin, he wanted the young girl out since day one but Hailey protested time and time again. She only disagreed because of the relationship that she had with Kylie's family. Hailey was friends with the older much more sophisticated group of sisters, she didn't want to ruin her chances of a life long friendship with them.

"Well then, hello Lola." Justin said lowly, ignoring the look he received from his wife who stood close to her two younger sons. "I'm Justin bieber ."

"Hello sir," Lolita greeted politely, staring up at the tall man's face, My god, Lolita said within her head she wanted to break eye contact with him but she couldn't. Justin bieber was an attractive man, but he was far too old, her being only 17 and him being 38 hindered a future relationship. Even at 38, Justin looked not a day over 25 and that's what made it hard for people to tell his age. Hailey on the other hand was just 36 and she looked like she was just shy of 56.

"Hey Lola, " Christopher called , breaking Lolita's stare of admiration at Justin's face which was okay because he had given her the same one. "this is my uncle jaxon, he's a producer!" the young boy said excitedly, Lolita smiled at his eagerness.

"nice to meet you Jaxon. "

"likewise," Jaxon said, also taking in the appearance of the petite girl. His eyes traveled down her curvy hips and down to her thighs, he did it shamelessly. Unlike his brother, Jaxon was a little closer to her in age; he was 24 going on 25. If he was to try to make a move on her, it would be viewed as less tabooed.

The other two men were left unintroduced, well Lolita didn't care to meet them at all really. Instead she stood in the middle of the living room with men who towered over her and talked obnoxious to each other, too absentmindedly high to realize one of them were actually planning their attack on her. Mason wanted the girl alone, to at least ask her on a date; who wouldn't want to go on a date with the young girl?

"Hey, lolita? Can I talk to you alone for a second?" Mason whispered huskily into her ear, Lolita nodded lazily in response she only agreed because she wanted to get away from the men who were killing her high.

Mason took her small hand in his yet again, then led her out of the living room and up the stairs to his bedroom. Lolita was in her own world as they walked up the long staircase, a wave of relief washing over her body when they reached the top. She was fit but she didn't like excersising. Mason then turned the corner sharply and led her into his neatly decorated room, once she was in he closed the door and leaned against it as if he was trying to prevent her from leaving.

"Lovely room," Lolita commented as she glanced around the black painted room that had a few scattered paintings. Well isn't he mature? She asked herself as she glanced at one painting that looked as if it belonged in a museum for famous paintings. Mason watched her closely, forgetting that she had just complimented his establishment ; he was too busy processing that she was in his room.

"Oh! Thank you Lola. " he finally spoke up, pushing himself off of his door and standing up straight. Lolita grinned and claimed up on his large bed, her soft pink underwear on display for him. Mason's cock hardened against the fabric of his jeans while he stared, Lolita was on her knees in his bed. Now Lolita didn't mean to turn him on so much, she just wanted to get a closer look at the painting hanging above his bed. But now all he wanted to do is slide her thin panties to the side and pound into her, he wanted to listen to her gasp and moan his name.

He just met her and he was already craving her.

Mason let out a groan but soon regretted it when Lolita turned around and stared at him with concerning eyes. "Are you okay?" she asked, climbing down from his bed.

No no get back up there! I was enjoying the view.

Mason cleared his throat and nodded telling her that he was perfectly fine , Lolita accepted it and looked him up in down to check for injuries but her eyes stopped on the huge buldge in his pants. She was careless at times, she knew what she had caused and she loved it. Maybe she would give it a little touch, maybe — but of course she loved to be a tease.

Hell, she knew what she did to many of the men she came across. Of course Lolita knew that Mason was hard as a rock under his pants.

But lolita was curious, she wanted to reach out and touch it , to feel it in her hands.

It was an unknown reason

"I--I think you should go." Mason strained to keep his composure, he didn't want to scare the young girl and sending her on her way was the best thing to do for her. Lolita nodded, now taking her eyes off of his hard cock and slowly looking into his hazel ones.

Eyes are just like daddy's.

"I'll go."

Lolita scurried out the house, ignoring the questioning looks from Mr. And Mrs. Bieber. She wasn't going to explain what happened between mason to them, it was hard to wrap her head around it herself. Instead, lolita went home and straight up to her room feeling hot , a feeling sprouting between her legs she loved but wanted it taken care of.

Who was to take care of it though?