Nothing Like Us

Sequel to "I Want You"
Justin got into an accident on his motorcycle, he is at the hospital in a coma.
When he wakes up and doesn't remember anything, can Amber make him remember what they had? His family? His life? Who he is?


19. No!

Justin's POV-

I figured that Amber went home because she wasn't here anymore. So I decided to leave.

"Yo bro, where you goin?" Chaz yelled.

"Home! Amber went home. I'm worried about her." I said.

"Alright, see ya!" He replied and continued skating.

I got in my car and drove to Amber's house. I rang to door bell and knocked on the door.. but nobody answered.

I opened the door and walked in. "Amber!" I yelled.

No reply.

"Quit messing around, where are you?" I asked laughing.

No reply.

"Okay. I'll just have to find you!" I shouted.

I ran up stairs and saw some blood on the floor. I had a though.. 'No' I said.

I kept walking then it turned to a run. And then I said her. Laying on the carpet with bleeding cut wrist, and pale white.

"AM!!!" I yelled.

I ran over to her.

"" I kept repeating, starting to cry.

"W-w-why?" I said, stuttering.

I looked at her phone which was still on. Oh my god. How could somebody comment something like that?

I laid down next to her and wrapped my arms around her, bawling.

"Amber... i'm so sorry. Please wake up baby. Please." I kinda yelled bawling.

I soon fell to sleep laying like that.

"Justin.. dude." I felt someone shaking me awake.

I darted up, in my bed, "OH MY GOD. THANK GOD. IT WAS JUST A NIGHTMARE!" I yelled shaking.

Chaz and Ryan looked at me with hurt eyes.

"Justin.. it wasn't a dream... she really did. She's at the hospital.. she took a whole bottle of sleeping pills. And cut really deep." Chaz said, choking up.

"No....No...No.... its not true... its not! I'm still sleeping! When I wake up i'll be beside her and everything will be okay! Its not real! This isn't happening!" I yelled. Crying again.

Chaz's POV-

I've never seen Justin like this. He was going crazy.

I got over and hugged him. "Justin... you need to go see her." I whispered.

"I'm goona wake up.....I am......this isn't happening." He said between gasps for air cuz he was crying so hard.

"Let's go." I said helping him get up.

As soon as he got up he collapsed to his knees.

"You should've seen her. I walked in thinking she was messing around hiding from me. I ran upstairs and saw blood on the carpet. So I started running down the hallway and she was laying there. Her phone was still on.. somebody tweeted an awful thing to her. AND- and-." He was saying, gasping with every sentence.

"We saw the tweet. We saw her post on Instagram too."

"W-w-what post?" He asked.

Ryan pulled out his phone and showed Justin. He started crying even harder, if that was possible.

"You have to go see her." Ryan said helping Justin up.

Justin's POV-

I couldn't comprehend all of this. I could barely even walk. Nothing was going right. I couldn't believe this. No. I couldn't.

"Do you think she's dead?" I asked as we got into Ryans car, gasping between every word, and stuttering saying dead.

"Justin. I don't know bro." Ryan said putting a hand on my shoulder.

Chaz was sitting in the back of the car, Ryan was driving, and I was in the passenger seat.

I pulled my knees up to my chest and put my face in my hands, bawling.

Soon there were paparazzi black vans following us.

When we got to the hospital, I got out of the car, still bawling.

Paparazzi surrounded me. Taking pictures of me. I started crying harder. I couldn't take this.

"STOP!" I yelled.

"Justin, what happened?" One yelled. "Are you goona commit suicide too?" Another one yelled. "SHE KILLED HERSELF BECAUSE OF YOU!" Another one yelled. I stopped right in my tracks and fell to my knees. No. It wasn't true. But it hurt.

Ryan and Chaz somehow got through the crowd or paparazzi and got to me.

"Come on man." Ryan said helping me up.

I was still crying. I couldn't take it. Was she dead? Was she goona be okay?

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