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...


16. High School

(Justin's P.O.V.)

I took (Y/N) to her house to get her a few clothes. She almost brought everything. Everything but her winter clothes. I feel like she's moving in. It's not bad. I would love for her to move in.

(Y/N) and I went back to my house and put all of her clothes on my closet. We sat down on my bed.

"Can I change? I haven't worn my own clothes in three days," she asked.

"Of course," I got up, walked over to the door, closed it behind me and sat on my couch.

(Y/N) also brought her straightener and I swear she was straightening her hair. It was about and hour until she came out. And it was worth it. She had on short shorts, her black bra, a shirt that said: Show me your tan lines I'll show you mine (shirt: ), a pair of black strappy sandals, and her hair straight.

She walked over to me and sat right next to me. Snuggling up close. I put my arm around her, kissed her forehead and asked, "Do you wanna go somewhere?"

She shot right up, "I've been sitting on this couch for days, I have to go somewhere!"

I smiled, pat her shoulder and said, "Alrighty then, lets go."

We both stood up and walked out to the car.


*the basketball courts at the high school*


I took (Y/N) to the basketball courts at our old high school. There we had so many great and terrible memories. That was the place where people thought we were a real couple because she would always sit on my lap, I would always make her laugh, and we would share food. Someone actually came up to us once and asked us if we were dating. We just looked at each other and started laughing. (Wow, how things change)

We both got out of the car, I grabbed my basketball out of the trunk, and as I was walking to the net she took the ball from me. I just smiled, walked to her and asked her for the ball. Of course she said no.

After asking her about 20 times I just took the ball. She started laughing, and her eyes followed me. I ran up to the net and made a basket and after I did I yelled, "I LOVE (Y/N)!!!!!!"

Then I caught the ball. She ran up to me, grabbed my arm and whispered, "Justin! There's class going on!"

I put the ball down, pulled her in by her waist, whispered back, "I want everyone to know I love you," she smiled, and I kissed her.

The lunch bell rang and students came running out. Whether it was to eat, to hang out with friends, to see there boyfriend/girlfriend, to fight that one kid that would always do something wrong, or just to hang out.

(Y/N) and I paid no attention to the bell or students. Everyone stood in a huge circle around us. I heard girls whispering, "Damn, he's sexy."

I was now holding (Y/N)'s face. (author's note, he's kissing you like he did the mannequin)

But I stopped when I heard some jock guy yell, "Hey! Is it my turn yet? With the girl...with the ass!"

I looked up at the guy who was laughing with his friends. I could tell it with him because as soon as I look up he said, "Oh good, you're done," he started walking over.

(Y/N) looked behind her. The guy's eyes lit up.

"Damn, she's got a nice ass and a hot face," said the jock.

(Y/N)'s eyebrows went up. I let go of her face, my fists and jaw clenched. As my biceps tensed all of the girls gasped and their jaws dropped. The jock went up to (Y/N), grabbed her butt, and pulled her close.

I went up to him ready to punch his face. He started leaning in, (Y/N) started leaning in too. (What the fuck?) I thought. But right before he was about to kiss her, BAM! (Y/N) slapped his face so hard he fell to the ground.

My eyes widened in shock. Then she yelled, "Fuck you!"

All of the girls(who I'm sure were cheated on by him) started clapping and cheering. But the fun moment ended as soon as I was about to kiss (Y/N) again when the principal came barging in the circle.

"Alright!" she started, "What happened?"

The principal, (Y/N) and I have never had a good relationship. (Y/N) and I would always do something wrong and got sent to the principal. Every year we would have at least a detention every week.

I let go of (Y/N). The principal walked up to us, "Oh, why am I not suprised? Mr.Bieber, Miss (Your last name), you no longer go to this school, so I am going to ask you to leave."

"Sorry Ma'am," I said.

I grabbed (Y/N)'s hand and walked her back to the car. We got in, and left.

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