Don't worry baby. I'm just wanted. |Strong language used| | ©Wanted2013 Written By Ariana Marie||Justin Bieber FanFic|


1. One.

I let out a scream of frustration. Homework. Homework. Homework. The pile seemed as high as the empire state building. 
"Arely? Arely! Are you doing you're work?!"
I lifted my head off my desk, glaring at the door. "Yeah.." 
I could feel the smile forming on my mothers face from the other side of the door. "Good." She proudly said as her footsteps faded in the distance.

I sat up straight and looked at the paper I was working on. Disgusted, I crumbled it up and tossed it into the trash bin. "No need for that." I proudly said to myself and turned on my computer.  

The things I could use the computer four were really just to do homework.
No social networking. No looking at 'dirty' sites. Nil'. Nada.

I mean, I'm 18. Why the hell would I look at dirty sites . 

And for the social networking part, I had only one friend. Paige. And she was treated like I was. So there's no possible way we can see each other without sneaking out at night or just at school.

Literally I should just get married in my room. Or just die alone with my pillow I guess.

I went on Google and looked at the 'news'. I had no TV anyways. 
Any who. I looked at every recent thing, scrolling down there was this one article that caught my eye. 
I clicked on it and waited for the page to load. 
Right when I got impatient and was about to close the new tab, a picture of a guy my age popped up.
I scrolled down to see why he was noted as 'breaking news'.
Reading on, One word stood out of the whole paragraph.


He was wanted. For what it seems of murder. I kept reading on and on about him. For some reason. This was on thing I was now obsessed with.

"Arely." Someone , I looked around, falling off my chair.

I was scared as fuck. I mean, I'm reading a damn article about this guy who murdered someone.

Taking a piece of my hair out of my face, I looked up to see Paige. Up against my window, smiling and waving like the damn idiot she is.

"You gave me a damn heart attack." I mumbled and opened the window. "Sorry. I came to tell you about this wanted guy named Jus" "Justin?" 
She looked up from fixing her shirt and nodded. "Yeah. You heard?" Nodding, I gestured her over to me. Showing her the full picture of him.

"He's cute." 
"He's a murderer." I looked up at her.
She shrugged a bit and plopped onto my bed. "So. There's this guy my brother told me about. And tonight. He wants to meet you by the black bear diner." 
I looked at her. "Meet me? You know I can't get out of this house."

She smiled and walked over to my window, opening it.
"Windows are very useful."
Laughing, I got up and walked over, stepping out into the fresh air.
"I'll stay her and pretend I'm you Arely." She winked at me and cclosed the window.

Sighing heavily, I started walking.

Minutes passing, as I was getting closer to where I was, I started hearing sirens.
They were getting closer and closer. Just then, I felt an arm wrap around my waist, a hand going over my mouth.



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