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...


4. The Break-Up

(Y/N point of view)

It has been two days since I told Justin that I want to break up with Michael. I am going to Michael's house right now to break up with him. And it will be really sad for me because he is my only long term boyfriend I've had. We went on vacation together twice. He was my first kiss. And if I break up with him he will either leave the group or stay and have it be really awkward.

Here I am, his house. I walk up to the door slowly and ring the door bell. *ding dong* I here someone, a girl, yell, "One second!"

The door unlocks and a short girl with long blonde hair and blue eyes steps out wearing a shirt that says, "I love my girlfriend" on it and I remember buying that for Michael on our 5th anniversery.

"Hello!" the dainty little girl says.

I don't know what to think, I'm angry, sad, broken, but most of all confident. I pushed the girl over and ran up the stairs. I stood at Michael's bedroom door and heard him say, "babe I'm putting my pants on right now! I'll be right there!"

At this point I wanted to rip the door down and yell in his face. I opened the door and yelled, "What the hell? This is the third time you've cheated on me and that is three too many! This time I'm not forgiving you and I never will! We are OVER! Forever! You are dick and can suck it! Fuck you!"

Michael just stared at me with wide eyes, suprised. I slammed the front door behind me, got in my car and started it. But when I was too far for him to reach me, I started bawling. That was the third time! why would I keep coming back if he kept making me feel this way.

I started going to Justin's house because he always knew how to cheer me up and I wanted to be honest about Michael cheating on me, three times.


(Justin's P.O.V.)

I was sitting in my apartment, watching T.V. then the door bell rang. I shouted, "Coming!" but the door opened. And I saw my best friend with mascara all over her face, that was bright red, and she was hyperventilating. I walked over to her, wrapped my arms around her fragile body, and knew that someone had broken her heart. She sopped into my chest, "He cheated on me...three times."

I let go of the hug and asked, "What?"

She just stood there and nodded slowly. "He cheated on me...three times." the words replayed over and over in my head. I felt her pain, some girl did the same thing to me but it was only one time not three. I stared into her eyes and said, "Three times?"

She sniffed and nodded. I felt tears swell up in my eyes, and down one fell. She wrapped her arms around me and said, "Don't cry, you have nothing to cry about."

I did, I had a reason to cry. She is my best friend and I set them up. I thought about it and realized if I wouldn't have set them up she wouldn't be crying.

"It's all my fault." I said.

"No, it's not. It's mine, I didn't tell you the first time."

I let go, stared at her and said, "When was the first time?"

"The same time Bethanny cheated on you."

"Let me guess, they cheated on both of us with each other?"

"Yep," (Y/N) stopped crying and I stopped also.


(Y/N P.O.V.)

I stayed at Justin's all night. we ate ice cream, talked about how Michael was a jerk, watched movies, and just acted like we were 6 again playing tag up and down his street. I missed being young. Life was so much easier, no broken hearts, no tears, and just me and Justin, no one else.

Our night was like the sleepovers we used to have, yes we had sleepovers. But now we don't really care about germs. We eat off of the same spoon and bite off of each others sandwiches. Now I see why people thought we were a couple.

It didn't sound that bad anymore. But we still have our oath. We haven't gotten that out this year and I don't really want to.

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