More Than Friends

This story is in your point of view. (Justin Bieber isn't famous). Justin has been your best friend since you were 4 years old. You would always hang out with him, Ryan, and Chaz. When you and Justin were younger, you made an oath that stated: "Best friends forever, no love." (You were about 6 when you made it)Justin has fallen in love with you; you have fallen in love with Justin. But you both remember the oath. You talked about it about every month, but this year it's different...


37. Bad News

(Justin's P.O.V.)

(Y/N) has been pregnant for 8 months. She hasn't gone out in public since the baby got bigger. We have an ultrasound today, and the doctor will be telling us if he/she is healthy or not. I have a feeling the baby will be healthy but there is a small part of me that feels like I'm wrong.

(Y/N) has been sleeping in my bed while I have been sleeping on the couch. She wakes up in the middle of the night, goes to the fridge, gets out the whip cream, and eats a squirt of it. Then she waddles back to bed. We have gone out to eat at so many different places. Once when we went out, Perri was with Joe and they saw us. They didn't see me, they saw (Y/N). Perri, of course freaked out and asked a boat load of questions. We answered one by one and then she was calm.




I drove (Y/N) and I to the hospital. we sat in the waiting room for about 15 minutes, then we got called for the ultrasound. As the doctor came in, lifted up (Y/N)'s shirt over her belly, and rubbed the gel on, he had a concerned look on his face. When we looked at the ultrasound we saw that the baby was a boy. Yes, I'm going to have a son. I always wanted my first child to be a boy. After (Y/N) and I celebrated, the doctor told me that he had to talk to me alone in the hall.

Need I remind you, this is the same doctor who gave (Y/N) the pregnancy test the day I went to see her, and told me the news. I guess talking about bad things alone was our thing.

"Justin, I have some bad news."

Told you, "What's up."

This couldn't be good. I already know it, something is wrong with our baby.

"Your son has brain damage."

Shit, no, no, no, no, no, NO! This can't happen, not to my son. Here came the tears, the anger, "What are we gonna do then? I'm not telling (Y/N) this time. I told her when she was pregnant and she cried, imagine how much she is going to cry when YOU tell her that he has to go!!!!!!!!"

"Justin, calm down. The only way we can save (Y/N), because, the baby is dying and it is effecting (Y/N). The way we can save her is-"

"wait," I interrupted, "How is he effecting (Y/N)?"

"He is effecting (Y/N) by making her eat more than she needs to, making her sleepy, he is infecting the umbilical cord and it is going to her."

"How, how, can we save her and my son?"

"We can't, we can only save (Y/N)."

I couldn't believe this I was losing my son. I couldn't live like this, I needed someone else in my life to make me happy, make me feel like a good person, like I never did anything wrong. But now, I'm killing my best friend and my son.

"How can we save her?" I hardly got the words out.

"We will save her by giving her a c-section. Also known as, in a simpler form, cutting the baby out. We can do this procedure in within a month. If the baby stays in any longer than that, (Y/N) and your son will slowly and painfully die."

I couldn't take this. But I needed (Y/N) in my life, she is my everything. "Okay, but you are telling her."

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