Is This Love? (only read if you are 14 or older or mature enough)

Rosa has never been into celebritys, glamor, and everything else. She is a plain and simple girl who has never really been in love. She loves helping people and doing charity work. She has always told herself that she would never fall in love. But will that all change when she meets mega hot superstar Justin Bieber?


5. Work Time

I woke up and realized it was 8:00.

"Shit!"  almost screamed.

I jumped up from my bed and ran to my closet. I grabbed my hotel clothes and ran into the bathroom. I didn't have time to shower so I just threw on my work clothes and touched up my makeup that I cried myself to sleep in.

Ten minutes later I was out the door and in my car. I sped off to work and lucky for me there was no traffic. I parked my car out back of the Beverly Hills Suits and ran inside. I checked the time. Good I still had 10 minutes till I had to be here! I ran into the dining room and looked for some breakfast. I grabbed a beagle and some cream cheese then ran down to the laundry room.

"Hey Stacy!" I yelled over the washing machines.

She looked up at me. "You know you were almost late?"

"Yeah... Sorry. I had a rough night last night."

"What happened?"

I moved over to my station and started folding. "I don't think I'm ready to talk about it."

"Oh. Well did you know that Justin Bieber is staying here for like two months?"

I stopped folding and took a deep breath. "Yes, yes I do."

"How? You wern't here for the 7:00 meeting this morning?"

"I know because you just told me." I lied.



"Nothing. It just seemed like you somehow knew before I told you. Like you saw him or something?"

"No." Lies. "Umm is there anything else I need to know about that I missed this morning?"

"Yeah. If we see Justin we aren't allowed to talk to him unless he talks to us and we aren't allowed to tell anybody that he is here because he is trying to keep it a secreet until some of the media finds him here."

"Wait, but haven't they seen him on the streets? Like yesterday was it?"

"Yeah apparently he was with this really pretty girl but they haven't released pictures of her face because justin hasn't approved or something? I don't know. What was yesterday anyways?"

"Wednesday. Why?"

"Oh yeah thats right because you have Sunday, Wednesday, and Saturday's off."


"Which by the way, Why do you have those days off?"

"I don't know."

I started pulling more laundry out of the dryer and kept on folding. At this point in my job I didn't get cramps in my hands or wrists. I was so used to the movement of folding by now that is doesnt even faze me.

As the day went by I folded sheet after sheet. Some were folded neatly and some were folded and some were just thrown together. I couldn't help but think about those pictures. I wanted to see them- No, I needed to see them. Why was Stacy saying I was pretty but Miranda saying I was an ugly whore. I didn'y know what to believe. Was I ugly? Was I pretty? Am I a whore?


I looked down at my phone and I saw that I had just gotten a text message. I unlocked my phone and opened the message. It was from Justin.

Justin: Hey! just wanted to see if we were still on for tonight? :)

Me: Yeah. Why wouldn't we be? :P

Justin: LOL I don't know :) So 3?

Me: Yeah. and meet me in the back instead of in the lobby. I'm sure you will see my car in the back when you walk out.

Justin: I see it right now lol

Me: What do you mean? It's only 2:45? You still have 15 minutes?

Justin: Yeah I know but I have been on the pent house patio for the past hour just thinking.

Me: About what?

Justin: I will tell you when you come and pick me up in 15 minutes.

Me: Okay. Will see you then! Gotta fold this last load then I will clock out. :)

Justin: Okay :)

I put my phone back in my pocket and started folding again. When I was done with that load I had to wait for the last load to come out of the dryer to finish my work for the day. While I was waiting I kept thinking about those picture again. I know I needed to stop but it was just so hard. I couldn't help but think about them. All I wanted to know was the truth. A loud dryer beep seperated me from thoughts. I looked at the time and realized I had five minutes to fold the sheets and get out to Justin. I quickly grabbed the sheets out and folded them quickly. When I was done I ran to the check in station and grabbed my card to check out.

BING! Yes, I was done. When I turned around a firmiliar face was there. I recognized the face but I couldnt put my finger on- Max! Oh my god! What the hell was he doing here!>?

"M-M-Max!" I studdered. "What are you doing here?"

"You were always so pretty. So sweet and innocent." He said smiling wickidly.

"W-w-what do you want?"


"Max, no. If you remember you're the one who left me."

"Doesn't mean I still don't want you."

"No. I don't want you anyways."

Tisk, tisk, tisk. "You always were fiesty."

"Max, let me go!"

He looked at me for another moment before walking away. "Oh and Rosa?"

"What!?" I snapped.

"I will always be there. Even when you think I'm not."

I paused. "Go to hell!" I screamed and ran out back to my car.

When I reached my car I slid to the ground and held my knees close. I didn't cry. Not yet. I couldn't cry. Not infront of Justin. I put my forehead on my knees and closed my eyes. I herd footsteps but didn't look up to see who's they were but I knew they were Justins.

"Rosa!? Oh my gosh! Are you okay!?" Justin screamed almost in a paniced tone.

I looked up and realized he was kneeled down right infront of me. "Yeah... I'm fine." I lied.

I got up from the ground and unlocked the car. I opened my door and was about to get in when Justin grabbed my hand and whipped me around to face him. Our faces were centimeters apart and our bodies were touching.

"Justin, it's nothing." I whispered looking him in the eye's.

"Then why are you close to tears?" He asked.

"It's nothi-"

"Please don't lie to me..."

I sighed. He was right. I have no reason to lie to him. "Can I tell you at my house?"

He smiled slightly. "Yeah."

He let me go and we both got into the car and drove to my place.

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