1: Bieber

All I could hear in my head was that one name. It felt like I had been forced to hear it replay in my head for years.
Bieber. Bieber. Bieber.
It never stopped and perhaps it never will...
It always brought trouble, yet it always brought happiness..
Will it ever end?
© 2012 by beliebervision. All Rights Reserved.


18. Chapter 18


I waited to make sure Peyton was safely inside of her house before I drove off. I had no intentions of going home because of Ryan Good and his stupid views about everything. And what if Peyton get’s kicked out? Then I’d have to stay close by, just in case.

I decided to drive down the road just a little bit. But far enough, so that Peyton wouldn’t think I’m trying to stalk her or anything. I parked the car, hopped out, and focused my attention on the window above the big tree by Peyton’s house.

Surprisingly enough, I saw the window open, and Peyton slid down the tree. She immediately sat down on the grass, taking out her phone from her back pocket as she did so. Then, I felt my phone buzz. I didn’t bother answering her text though; I already knew what it was about.

I just kind of stood there awkwardly and leaned my back on my car while I watched her. She didn’t text me again, which was weird. And eventually she fell asleep. Wow if I could just go over there and hug her I would.

I then noticed, out of the corner of my eye, two people get up from behind a bush on the other side of the road. When I looked closer, I noticed that it was indeed Chaz and Colton walking to their car.

“What the fuck?” I muttered under my breath before hopping into my car. I had to wake Peyton up so nothing would happen to her.

It wasn’t a long drive, I just had to put the car in reverse and drive so I was in front of her house. I hopped out of the car and jogged over to Peyton.

“Peyton wake up.” I whispered as I shook her awake.

She yawned and stretched her arms before opening her eyes and looking around. “Wait what?”

I smiled. “You fell asleep.” 

“For how long?”

I bit my lip to avoid spitting out that I had been watching her and knew exactly how long she fell asleep for. “Um, I don’t know. I went to my house, remember?” 

She creased her eyebrows and frowned. “Oh.”

“But I got your text.” I said, in hopes of changing the awkward situation.

“You did?” she sat up.


“Then why didn’t you reply?” She said with frustration.

As much as I like this girl, I can’t have her thinking that I’m just going to have time for her every single second of the day… But isn’t that what you want, Justin? To have someone who cares about you as much as you care about them?

“Justin!” Peyton waved her hands in front of my face to catch my attention.

“Oh, I didn’t reply because you know I have other stuff to do. I can’t just pity you every second of the day.” I spat unexpectedly.

She hoisted herself off of the ground and licked her lips. “Ouch. Someone’s on their period.”

This made me smile inside; I just chose not to show it on the outside so I stuck out my tongue instead. 

“Oh how cute, a little kid.” She snickered as she pinched my right cheek playfully. 

I sighed with defeat. “Why?”

Peyton tilted her head a little. “Why, what?”

“Why do you always find a way to make my anger basically disappear?” I muttered under my breath before turning around to walk to my car again.

“Wait, Justin!” she said as she jogged to catch up with me. “Do I really do that to you?” 

“Oh you heard that?” I spat. 

She maneuvered around me so she was standing in front of me, arms crossed. “Yes, I did. And I want to know how a stupid girl who only cared about her school work and had a perfect life, up until now, has this damn effect on you.”

I was honestly taken aback by her approach on the situation. “Didn’t know you had the courage to stand up to me like that.”

Peyton frowned. “Well I used to think you were some creepy killer back when I spilled everything on you in the cafeteria at school, and I never would’ve had the courage to be standing here confronting you about everything back then, but after everything that’s been going on lately, yes I do have the fucking courage to be a bitch and confront you.”

I just stood there, confused.

“And you know what? I’m glad I’m standing here now because if I wouldn’t have bumped into you, I wouldn’t have had met you. I wouldn’t have had anyone that’s actually there for me besides Faith. I’d just have her, and trust me; she’s not even that entertaining! I’d rather be a part of your crazy ass life than be a part of her boring one.”  

I didn’t know what to say. “Uh,” Then I realized what she had just said. “Wait. Did you just say you’d rather live with me, and endure everything that my business comes with, than stay with your best friend, where you’d be perfectly safe?”

The serious look on her face faded away and her skin drained its natural color. “Well, I mean, like I said before my life is really boring and I’ve only cared about school and stuff and she’s been my only friend… Then I met you, and, I don’t know.” 

I smirked with content. “Alright, I get it.”

She rose an eyebrow. “Get what?”

“Get that you want an adventure, instead of what you used to have, am I right?”

“Well, yeah.” Her cheeks grew red.

“Then I’m all for it babe.” 

Peyton smiled and smacked my arm.

I rubbed the area which was now red. “Ouch, what was that for? I just agreed to what you wanted to do.”  

“If you call me babe one more time, I will choose to live a boring life.” She laughed before running over to my car and getting in.

I shook my head happily and followed her. This girl will be the death of me… I got into the car and we just kind of sat there awkwardly.

“Wait, Justin?” she asked.


“What about my stuff?”

I glanced over at the window before answering. “Don’t worry about it.” 

She nodded before quickly asking another question. “Where exactly are we going?”

Shit, I hadn’t really told her about Chaz and Colton yet… “Well,” I started. “Um,”

“Yes?” she urged me to keep talking.

I rubbed the back of my neck and sighed. I guess I have to tell her the truth. “Well, I never really went home after dropping you off…”

A confused look was planted on her face. “Why?”

“Because I wanted to make sure that if you were, you know, kicked out, that you wouldn’t just be there all alone without anyone there for you…”

The confused look washed away and was quickly replaced with a happier one. “See! I knew you were thinking about that too!”

“Thinking about what?”

She smiled. “About letting me live with you!” 

I laughed. “Yeah, anyways, I noticed two people get up from behind that bush.” I pointed to the bush which was directly outside of her window. “It was Chaz and Colton.” 

Her eyes grew wide. “What the hell?!”

“I know, but we have to go find them.” I said.

“How do you know where they are?” She asked with confusion.

Sadly, she had a point. I had no clue where they were and I had no way of finding that out. At least, I thought I didn’t, until I remembered that Colton still had my gun.

“The gun!” I sat up abruptly and Peyton jumped.

“What about it?”

“It has a tracking system in it! That’s how I knew that you had it.” I grinned.

She shot me a glare before replying. “And how do you do that, exactly?”

I dug in my back pocket and pulled out my phone, holding it up. “With this.” I unlocked my phone and went to this special app that I had put in, along with the tracking system in the gun.

All I had to do was open the app, and it showed me where it was.

An unfamiliar address popped up and I studied it.

“What does it say?”

I turned the phone screen so Peyton could see it.  Her eyes grew wide.

“Where is that?” I asked.

She looked up at me. “That’s Faith’s house! We have to go there!”

I immediately stuck the keys in the ignition and started the car. Peyton seemed to be shaking a little bit, so I was now genuinely concerned for her and her friend, even though she had just chosen to start living with me over living with her. 

I drove down all of the roads that Peyton directed me to. We arrived at her friend’s house within ten minutes, and we noticed right away that something was definitely off. There was two police cars parked in front of the house and the front door was wide open.    

Peyton scrambled out of the car as fast as she could and ran up to the house. I calmly followed, not wanting to cause an even bigger scene because there was still a police officer in one of the cars and they know me pretty well.

As I entered the house I saw Peyton standing in the doorway without any expression, a police officer with a concerned look on his face, and an older woman who looked mortified. 

I walked up next to Peyton and looked over her shoulder.

Lying there on the floor, covered with blood, was Peyton’s best friend.


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