Changed: Sequal to "More Than Friends"

It's been almost a year since (Y/N) left town. Justin has been doing what she told him in the note. He hasn't gone out much and hardly talks to anyone. But when he gets a job at the local Kroger and sees (Y/N) his hopes rise to an all time high. After a small talk they have, he knows things are different between them. (Y/N) now has another boyfriend named, Troye. (looks like youtuber, Troye Sivan) Justin is heart broken because its like (Y/N) forgot the note, the necklace, their love. Will Justin make (Y/N) the person she was before, and will his love for her be enough?


29. Good-bye




(Justin's P.O.V.)

It has been two weeks since (Y/N)'s passing. Michaela and I have been planning the funeral. We went to look at caskets. Michaela and I picked out a dress, we decided she wasn't going to wear shoes because she always hated them. I had the idea of giving her the ring during the ceremony. I would do when no one was by the casket so I could have my private time with her.
The funeral was today. I put on my black suit that I was going to where for our date later the night of the accident, when I would've given her the ring. I took a deep breath and drove to the funeral home. When I got there I walked in and asked where (Y/N) was. They told me and I walked back to her room. I walked in and saw her make-up artist doing the last touches.
I shuffled over to the casket and stared at my beautiful girlfriend, wearing everything Michaela and I had picked out, plus the necklace I gave her last year:

I smiled as a tear strolled down my cheek.
"I just finished, you have two minutes with her. Then we go to the church," (Y/N)'s make up artist said.
I turned toward her and nodded.
She left the room. I stared back down at (Y/N). I brushed a hair out of her face. I took her hand and kissed it. I intertwined our fingers and stood there. I would look into her eyes but they were closed. Closed forever. I held her hand up to my face and cried softly. The driver of her car came in.
"Excuse me, Mr. Bieber, we have to go now."
I put her left hand back down on top of her right. I leaned down and kissed her forehead. I wiped away my tears and nodded at the guy. I walked out and got in my car.
I was behind the hearse and we were at a stop light. I looked around and saw everyone looking at it and pointing. I put my head down and started crying. I looked up and the light was green. I put my foot on the gas petal and followed the hearse to the church. When we got there they were unloading the casket into the building.
I stood out of my car and saw Michaela, wearing a short black dress that was tight at the top and flowed at the bottom, high gold heels, and a studded bracelet. Her hair was in a low bun with a braid running around the hair band. She was crying as her sister was being carried into the church that we both wanted her to be walking out of as a newly wed. She was dressed in white because Michaela and I wanted to show her bright personality.

It has been an hour since I had first arrived at the church. Michaela and I took our seats in the front, we only invited people who (Y/N) liked. People who would actually miss her, not act like they did. Or felt bad because they never treated her right. Shane, Ryan, Chaz, Lucy, and Perri all showed up. To be honest I have never seen Perri cry until that day. She was the first one to go up and see (Y/N). She hugged her as much as she could and said good bye. Until her speaking time. Michaela got up first to speak.
"So, if you don't know me that's okay. I wasn't really a big part of (Y/N)'s life because I wasn't in it until last year. When I was younger my mom made me live with my grandma for reasons almost everyone knows. (Y/N) didn't know where I was, but she knew I was alive, I paid her a surprise visit last year. I wasn't planning on staying but she insisted. I would say I was the only person she really trusted but that isn't true. She really only trusted Justin because he has always been here. Longer than I have. I mean, I am older than him, but he was around (Y/N) longer," everyone chuckled, "I loved my sister, she was kind, funny, beautiful, sensitive, and she cared so much for someone she would have just met. She wouldn't, necessarily, love someone from the start, but she would care. (Y/N) always said something, deep, I guess you would say. If you were on a subject about something, she would either take it very seriously, or make a joke. I could continue but some things are meant to be kept to yourself, and those other memories will always be with me, and her. Thank you."
Everyone smiled and Perri stood up. She walked over to the podium and wiped her tears. She took a deep breath.
"(Y/N) was my best friend. We didn't get along at first, but we eventually worked it out. We would go places together and have fun. Whenever we were together she always made me laugh. Whenever I was sad, she would make me feel better. (Y/N) really was my best friend, she was honest with me and I respected that. We had our fights but that's what happens when you've been friends for so many years," Perri looked at me when she said that, "I really wish she was still around, we actually were planning a road trip next summer for the two of us when I came back for summer vacation from college. I will never get to go on another trip with her. I will always have her in my heart and that's all that matters. I will always love you like a friend (Y/N). Good bye," Perri stepped down from the podium.
It was my turn.
I took a long deep breath and stepped up.
"I could stand up here for hours and talk about how much I'm going to miss (Y/N), but instead I'm gonna say a few sad things first, then share a few memories about our life together. I just want to say, I will never get to come home and see her sitting on the couch reading or sitting on the computer writing a love story. I will never be able to kiss her goodnight and hold her in my arms. I will never get to wake up and smell coffee being made in the morning. I will never get to splash around in our pool then get close enough and kiss her. I will never get to go to the meadows and dance with her in the sun. I will never go cliff jumping with her. I will never get to go see the new Nicholas Sparks movies with her. I will never have children with her. I will never get to kiss her in front of our kids and hear them say, 'ew.' I will never get to see her in a wedding dress. I will never get to see her raise our children. We will never see our children graduate high school. I will never get to grow old with her. See our grand kids on Christmas, make thanksgiving dinner," at this point I was crying, "but lets not think about that. Lets think about everything we did do. Everything I did with her, I want to keep to myself, those are our memories and I want to keep it that way. I just want to say, that I love her, and when you love and care about someone, you might not love them, but you will always care. The wise words of (Y/N) (your last name). I love her, and I always will. There is no one in this world that will make me feel the way she did," I looked out the window as the light shined in, "I love you (Y/N), and I always will."
Everyone around me was crying and so was I. I walked away from the podium.
The ceremony continued and soon ended. Everyone left the building but I stayed behind. I walked over to the casket, took out the ring and put it on her ring finger. Another tear strolled down my cheek. I leaned over and whispered in her ear.
"I love you, so much."
I kissed her one lasted time on her beautiful lips.
My heart was breaking more every second. I took one deep breath and closed the lid over my fiancé's beautiful body.
Tears ran down my face. The drivers came in and started taking (Y/N) away.
An hour later she was buried. She was gone from my embrace forever. I sat there for hours on my knees, crying.


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