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...


12. My Neighbors...

(Y/N P.O.V.)

I woke up alone in my apartment. Was it all a dream? The date? The kiss? Was it all in my head?

*Ding Ding* My phone went off.

I picked up my phone and saw it was from Justin.

Justin: Good morning beautiful(:

This was normal, Justin always sent me those messages at night and in the morning.

Me: Good morning Justin(:

I was still laying in my bed, but I knew I had to get up, it was noon.

Justin: Did you enjoy last night? <3

It wasn't a dream, then how did I get in my bed?

Me: It was amazing, how am I in my house?

I stood up and walked to my bathroom, phone in hand.

*Ding Ding*

Justin: haha, you feel alseep after we sat down again and watched the sun set. Then I picked you up and brought you home.

That makes sense.

Me: Oh, thanks(:

Justin: I will be over to pick you up at 1, is that ok?

Me: Yeah, definitaly.

Now I have less than an hour to get ready. Great.

I quickly wash my face, and go to my closet. I don't know what to wear, so I picked out black bra, a pair of hipster short shorts, and a crop top that says "love" in the infinant sign. My hair was still kind of straight so I just restraightened it. (I showered yesterday morning, I mean my hair isn't bad)

It was now 12:35, Justin will be here in 25 minutes. I have to fix my eyes and find my converse. I walked to my desk, where my bag sat. I have my mascara in there so I take it out and rush to the bathroom. I open the bottle and start applying it. Perfect, I thought. They were even...for once. I have to find my converse now. I haven't worn them in forever. I started to panic, it was 12:45. "Where are my god damn converse!" I shouted. I ran into my room and flopped on the floor so I was right at the bottom of my bed. I lifted up the bed skirt and moved everything from under my bed. "ah-ha!" I yelled. There they are, I reached my arm out as far as I could. I got them!

I pulled them out and heard a knock on the door. Shit, it can't be Justin, it's only 12:50. I grabbed a pair of purple socks and put them on. I stumbled to the door and looked out the peep-whole. It was my neighbor from downstairs. I unlocked the door and there stood my old, fat neighbor. Wearing a huge purple robe and hair curlers. She smelled like cigarettes and sex.

"What's all the rukus?" she said with her massive lisp.

"Oh, nothing. I just cou-"

"You weren't having sex were you?" she interupted.

My eyes widened, "NO! I just couldn't find my shoes and I realised that they were-"

"I don't care! My husband and I were in the middle of something and all of the banging up here stopped us!"

I really didn't need to know that. "Well, I'm sorry for interupting you both," I had a grossed out look on my face. And then my neighbor left. In my head I was thinking, "Who the hell would sleep with her?"

I closed the door and locked it. I ran quietly back to my room to get my shoes on. They were finally on and now it was 12:57.

I ran into the bathroom brushed my teeth, looked in the mirror, fixed my hair and put on some Baby Lips. I rubbed my lips together and took off the extra around my lips.

*Knock knock*

He's here. I went to the door and opened it. My neighbor was back...with her fat ass husband. He looked me down them back up again.

"You need to put on some clothes!" he exclaimed.

I kept a straight face and saw Justin's car pull up. I stepped out of my apartment, locked the door behind me, looked my neighbor right in eyes and said, "You're not my father, you don't even know me. So get your fat ass's away from me, don't tell me what to do, and don't ever fucking talk to me again."

They both stared at me in shock. I have always been so nice to them, but this was the last time they come around me. They are stupid, ugly, rude, treat me like dirt, and her husband has tried to rape me. I'm done with them.

I pushed them out of my way and walked down to Justin's car.

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