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...

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25. Michaela

(Y/N's P.O.V.)

It's Thursday. Perri, Joe, Justin, and I all have a double date tomorrow night. Justin said he'd be over at my apartment in 5 minutes so we can go shopping for dresses. I have on a pair of black leggings, because it's a little cold today, a white scrop top that says, "leggings are pants too!", my converse, and my hair in loose curls.

I'm texting Justin.

Me: I'm readyy

Justin: I'm on my wayy

Me: if I type "hey" with 4 y's, what does it mean?

Justin: oh god, it means, "let's fuck"

Me: ok, then, heyyyy

Justin: hahaha heyyyy to you too

Me: where are you like street wise so I know when to go out

Justin: I'm just no pulling into the parking lot

Me: kk

I grab my bag and keys, I turn off the light in my bedroom, walk out, lock the door behind me and walk down the steps to Justin's car. I open the door, get in, kiss Justin, and put on my seat belt.

"So, how are you?" Justin asked with a smile.

"I'm fine. What about you?" I asked.

"I have been really lonely because you're not at my place anymore."

"It's okay, I've been lonely too. And I've hardly gotten any sleep because Shane and Stephine are banging away 24/7."

Justin laughed, "Well, now I know how my neighbors felt."

I giggled, "Can I turn on the radio?"

Justin looked at the radio, then me, then back at the road, "of course you can."

I turned on the radio and the song "I'm Yours'" by Jason Mraz was on. I started singing and Justin did too. I sounded like a dead cat compared to him. He was like an angel that came down from heaven. He was so sweet and would never hurt me. I would and could never do anything to hurt him, I could never live with myself if I did that.

"Why did you stop singing?" Justin asked.

"Well, I sound like a dead cat compared to you."

His eyebrows shot up, "Are you kidding? You sound great!" He started laughing at the end of the sentence.

"AHA! You are soo lying!" I started laughing too.

"Okay, okay, you're right. Well, we're here."

Justin and I got out of the car and walked into Macy's. We went to the dress section. I grabbed at least 10 dresses that Justin and I both liked. I went to the dressing room and tried on two I loved. One was white, sleeveless, went down to the middle of my thighs, and was simple. The other one was a tight, vintage floral pattern, sleeveless, short, dress. I walked out and showed Justin both dresses. He told me they looked great and he bought them for me. I told him I could pay for myself but he insisted on buying them for me.

 

*My Apartment*

 

Justin and I got back to my apartment, I got out my keys and unlocked the door. As I walked in all of the lights were on, and there was a girl who was about 2 inches taller than me, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, and slightly tan skin. She was wearing black TOMS, shorts, a dark blue camisole, and a grey jacket. As soon as I saw her stand up, I knew who she was.

I dropped my bags, ran over to her and hugged her. I couldn't believe she was here. A tear fell, I let go, and smiled. I couldn't believe my sister was here.

"(Y/N)," she said.

"Michaela," I said.

Justin was standing there awkwardly. I took Justin's hand and pulled him over to Michaela.

"Justin, this is my sister Michaela, Michaela, this is my best friend and now boyfriend, Justin," Michaela and Justin shook hand.

"I didn't know you had a sister," Justin said.

I looked at Justin and told him why, "Michaela was my mom's first daughter. My mom got divorced from her dad and married my dad. When Michaela was two I was born. About three years later, my dad had been abusing her for as long as she lived with us. My mom couldn't take it anymore and sent her to live with our grandma," I looked over at Michaela, "and I haven't seen her since we dropped her off."

"Oh, wow. Then this is a big reunion for you guys," Justin said.

"Yeah, it is," Michaela said with a smile.

"Well, I'm going to go while you guys catch up, okay?"

I smiled, "Okay, see you tomorrow night," I winked at him.

"See you tomorrow night," Justin winked at me then kissed me good bye.

"So, how have you been?" I asked Michaela.

"I'm great, I wanna know how you've been. I heard your dad got out of jail, found you, beat you, then skipped town."

"Wow, you hear things."

"Yeah I do, and I can tell that you got hurt...by all of the scars and things."

"Yeah, do you want anything to eat?"

"Yes please."

Michaela and I went to the kitchen to eat, then we kind of just talked about ourselves and how we've been doing and everything like that. It's great to be back with my family.

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