For the love of Hannah {Justin Bieber}

Hannah is the girl everyone wants to be. She has the perfect apartment, in West Hollywood which she's sharing with best friend Megan. Besides that? Well she's best friends with superstar Justin Bieber, whom she has had a crush on ever since they first met in 2009, and maybe even a little before that, because they knew each other.
Life changes fast for Hannah when Justin talks her into going with her on the UK leg of the Believe tour, and everything is going in a different direction than expected.


18. Chapter 18

Once more I was awakened by someone throwing papers and magazines at my face. I actually didn’t like this, so whoever this publicist was, he better find a new hobby.

“Do you think this is some game Hannah? Do you think we try staying out of things just so you can come here and ruin it all?”

“What the fuck is your problem?”

Justin wasn’t in bed, and I could hear the water running from the bathroom. He must have been in the shower, which made me stand here alone.

“You missy! You better sort your attitude out, otherwise I’ll make sure that you’re going back to where you came from. We don’t need your kind around him. He has enough on his mind.”

“So you’ll send me back to California, because some fucking pap was all up in my face when I was trying to help my friend? Well good then! You get it the fucking way you want! I’m going back straight away. I don’t even wanna be near your kind.”

I got up from the bed and ran into the other bedroom and started packing my stuff. I didn’t want to be in this fucking country for another minute. I was tired of everything that had happened on this tour so far, and I knew that it was the biggest mistake of my life to go. That’s why I wasn’t there on the first or second tour. I wasn’t meant to be a part of this, because I never knew when to shut the fuck up.

I found my phone on the floor in the other room with a ton of messages from Cody telling me that Sarah was alright. I was glad she was, because last night was mental.

I started throwing my stuff around and filled my suitcases with it. I was gonna be out of here before anyone would even notice that I had gone. I couldn’t handle this. It had all become enough for my head.

“Hannah this is not only for the tour! I don’t want to see another article of you guys near each other. I want you out of his life forever!”

“Do you think you get to decide who’s a part of his life?!”

I was standing with Justin’s shirt in my hand and screaming like a little kid. I hated this man whoever he was.

“Do you think you can decide his every move?! I didn’t even want to go on this stupid tour in the first place, I just wanted to be around the boy I’ve been in love with since the age of 13. And if you don’t understand that and it comes in the way of your business, then I’m really sorry, but this didn’t go the way I planned it either! You can’t just come here and push me around! I hate those people! Do you even have any idea of what they’ve been putting me through ever since they started hunting him around?! EVERYTHING WAS FINE UNTIL HE NEEDED YOU!”

Tears were streaming down my face and the man in front of me looked terrified of all of the words I had just spit out through my lips. At the same time Justin walked out of the bathroom only wearing a towel around his waist. He looked happy, like he hadn’t heard anything, and I guess he hadn’t because he looked rather surprised when he saw me with almost packed suitcases and his publicist in front of me with a very serious expression.

“What’s going on here?”

“She’s ruining everything I’ve build up for you, that’s what’s going on.”

“Don’t give him that shit.”

“Hey shut it!”

Justin looked back and forth between us, and he was getting angry. Was it weird that I actually found him very attractive whenever he was like this?

“Hannah didn’t ruin anything. She tried to help her friend and those stupid paparazzi got in the way for it and made it look like something it wasn’t. She had enough and we’ve talked about it. It’s settled.”

“I don’t want her on the rest of the tour Justin.”

“Well you’ll have to deal with it, or fucking leave, because she’s staying with me, and that’s it. Now fuck off.”

“You’re in bigger trouble than you think Bieber.”

“Oh really? What are you gonna do?”

He didn’t say anything. He just left. He left us standing there, me with tears in my eyes and Justin angry.

“You okay?”

Justin walked up to me and wrapped his arms around my waist and looked me in the eyes. The tears were still there, but it was more anger than sadness.



“No Justin. I wanna go home. I’m not ready for this.”

“Please don’t.”

“I don’t wanna be in this stupid country for another minute! I wanna go back to California. It’s where I belong. Going here in the first place was a mistake.”

He let go of me and left the room, which brought more tears to my eyes. I took my phone from the bed, where I had placed it earlier and called Megan. It was midnight in California, but I needed to speak with her, and knowing her right she wouldn’t have gone to bed yet.


“Hey Megs.”

“What’s up sweetie?! How’s the tour?”


“Hannah calm down, tell me what happened?!”

“First my new friend Sarah fainted and was poisoned by some drug in her drink at a party, we’ve been hunted by fans, we have been mobbed, we have been yelled at and harassed by the paparazzi, so last night I had enough and told them all to fuck off.”

“And then?”

“Justin’s publicist who’s with us told me I couldn’t be around him anymore, and he wants me to leave Justin alone for the rest of his life.”

I cried hard and fell to the ground when I said the words myself. How could anyone tell me to leave the one human who meant more to me than my own life?

I had to figure out what to do, and I knew that Megan would be able to help me with this. She was always good with these sorts of things. 

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