Before I Die

After losing both of her parents and walking straight into a life of bullying, Allison one day collapses on the sidewalk in the cold winter snow.
When she wakes up at the hospital, she wakes up to a smiling face. But what she didn't know was that the unknown boy was the famous Justin Bieber.
She'd promised herself to never trust anyone but Samantha (her best friend) but will Justin change everything? And what happens when she finds out the truth and gets dragged straight into the spotlight?


39. Signs of consciousness

Samantha's POV

I don't remember much. The police have been interrogating me for the past three weeks wondering if I had anything to do with Allison's disappearence, but honestly, the only thing I can remember is Tabitha dragging me to some odd destination after drugging me and muttering something about testing our friendship. 

The news exploded a couple of days ago when Alli was found in France. I can't set my mind straight due to the fact that her condition has not been released to the public; so I assume it's pretty bad. Of course I hope she's okay, or at least will be soon. I can't visit her until the police lets me go, which unfortunately is not very likely at this moment. 

So until the cops believe me, I can't move from this cell even though I too am one of the victims in this situation.


Justin's POV

The last couple of days have been absolute torture. If Aceline is correct, she should wake up any minute now, but there's absolutely no sign of that coming true. 

I am so tired of sitting on this very chair, just watching her lay there completely still. I want to take her home, take care of her, make her smile.. 

"What if she senses that we're staring at her" Alfredo started philosophizeing. "And that she's had this very intense feeling of someone watching her these past three days."

"I hope not. That feeling isn't exactly what I'd call pleasent." I stated, giving him a quick glance. 

"What if she like, wakes up and freaks out due to the things she's gone through." Fredo continued. "Or what if she doesn't remember who you a-"

"Cut it." I told him. "Just stop it."

"Right, sorry."


Later that night I woke up by almost falling off my chair. The clock that stood neatly placed on the table showed that it was 3:14 am, but I was fully alert for some odd reason. It's not like I've been sleeping, quite the contrary actually. The longest nap I've had in a while has been around ten minutes and I have not experienced many of those. 


I rapidly looked up when I heard that, oh, so familiar voice that I've missed so extremely. 

"It's me babe." I responded, trying to fight urge to just get up and hug her. Not possible though, due to her many injuries she's suffered. "How are you feeling?"

"My entire body aches, but otherwise I guess I'm okay." 

It's been so awfully long since I heard her sound and now, 3:16 am, I am hearing it for the first time in a month. After losing her, finding her, waiting for her, she's with me at last and the best part? She still recalls who I am.

"How long was I out?" She asked anxiously, while her eyes were scanning the place.

"At least a week, I'd say." I moved my chair closer to her bed so I could reach her hand. She reached out for mine and suddenly we were connected again. "You should get a couple of hours more rest and we can talk in the morning."

"I'll try. Get some rest as well." Her smile slightly lit up the otherwise complete darkness of the night. "I love you." 

"I love you also, Alli." I said, before carefully joining her on the narrow hospital bed and holding her hand as we both drifted off to safer dreams.



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