His Dream Girl

This story will be in your POV(point of view) it is about Justin Bieber falling in love with a normal highschool girl. Oh and by the way when I type *yn* that means your name! Well he falls in love with you, but then Selena Gomez butts in and ruins EVERYTHING! You will have to read more to find out what happens next!


34. I'm hated


"Justin?" I say. "What is it love?" he asks. "Did you stop your tour for me?" I say. I was terrified for the answer.

No response.

"Uh, I..." He said.

"Justin, tell me." I say.

"Yes. I did. I couldn't stay away from you. Even if I did continue the tour, I would sing horribly. Please don't be mad." He said. I mean I wasn't mad but at the same time I was furious. 

"Please tell me you still love me." he said.

"Of course I still love you, I just don't know how to react." I say. And then I remember something. His fans. All of the beliebers are going to H A T E me. I pull out my phone with Justin's arms still around me. His chin on my shoulders. Wow. I had A TON of twitter mentions. 

"Why the fuck would @justinbieber stop tour for a slut like @(your twitter name)"
"OMG. @justinbieber are you fucking kidding me? You stopped tour for your ugly girlfriend? @(your twitter name)"
"Guys stop making @(your twitter name) feel so awful. It's not her fault. Justin loves her and one day you will feel the same way about someone." I liked that girl. I clicked her username. I could tell she was a big belieber. I clicked follow. Then two seconds later she tweeted me.

"OMYGOSH. @(your twitter name) did not just follow me! I'm totally fangirling right now! Thank you so much!" I smiled. I had some more hate tweets. I had a few nice ones. But one really mean one and it was really long. I don't know how she made it so long, maybe she like paid for it or something. But it said:

"This is for @(your twitter name): You're a stupid bitch. You're so ugly. Justin deserves so much better than you. He deserves me. I'm ten times prettier and more talented than you. I hope you fucking die in a hole you ugly whore. And I hope you're happy that Justin stopped his fucking tour because of you. Go kill yourself." That one hit me like a big yellow school bus. Justin saw it too, and he saw that I was crying. He lifted up my chin and wiped my tears away. 

"Hey, listen, they don't matter. She is desperate and she's just looking for attention." He said while pulling out his phone.

He tweeted: "Hey guys listen. It's not (your name's) fault that I left. I wanted to, for her. I can't live without her. So stop being a bunch of brats. I now know who are true beliebers and who aren't. The ones who were being nice to her are. And the rest of you aren't. So i love my true BELIEBERS." Tweet sent! I thanked him and then the tweets started coming in....

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