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If you already thought going to university fresh out of high school wasn't hard, well try this. Going to university, not knowing anyone, get embarrassed the second you leave your room and to make matters worse something happens to you that you can't even explain.

So what do you do? Live life like nothing ever happened? No way. 'Cause after you've been changed once there's no way in getting out when you're fully transformed.

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13. Chapter 10

Justin Drew's POV 

I felt a rush go through me as I held Adrienne close to my body. She was shaking pretty hard and I knew she was scared. 

"J-Justin? What's going on?" Adrienne's voice cut through the thick silence that surrounded us.

"It's probably nothing. Scooter or Kenny will come find us." I pulled her even closer reassuring her that I was there for her. Even though I was freaking out myself. 

"Justin I don't think we should stay here. What if s-someone's here?" I felt Adrienne's grip tighten around my waist as she spoke. 

"Babe, just calm down. It'll be safer if we stay here instead of running around in the dark."

I heard Adrienne sigh out in defeat. Then she pulled away from me as she started to rummage around for something. 

"Found it." She muttered under her breath. Suddenly the room had filled with light. Adrienne had found her phone and turned it on so we could have some light. When I turned to look at her my jaw dropped. 

"A-Ad?" My voice came out as a stutter but I didn't care. 

"What?" She looked at me as she raised a brow. She tilted the phone towards my face to see me. I watched as her eyeball grew two sizes. 

"Oh my god," Ad reached forward to stroke my face. "Is this real?"

"I-I think it is." My lips broke out into a smile as Adrienne jumped into my arms. 

"We're back to normal. I can't believe this!" She squealed and bounced on top of my lap like a little school girl. I wrapped my arms around her securely so she wouldn't fall off in excitement. 

"Justin, do you know what this means?" She spoke in a whisper. I pulled away from her to look her in her eyes. Even in such deem lighting, her eyes still sparkled.

"You can go back on tour. Everything's back to normal." She wrapped her arms around me and dropped her head in the crook of my neck. 

Back to tour? I've gotten so used to going to school, not being into the public eye even though we were dating. I've gotten so used to having Ad by my side. 

"But I don't want to see you go," I pushed her bangs away from her face. "I need you."

"I won't be gone for long, you don't have to worry about anything."

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Adrienne's POV 

It's been a few day since Justin and I have gotten back to normal. I was currently watching him perform his heart out on stage, a smile on his face the whole time. 

It took him a while to get back into the whole tour, but after I gave him a little boost, he was totally ready to go. 

At first he told me that if he performed the crowd and Scooter would tell that something was up. If he didn't perform like I did then there was no use. 

"I can't do this anymore." Justin stormed off the stage after he was having a bit of trouble hitting some high notes. He was in rehearsals while I watched from the side. Scooter quickly went after him telling that it was okay. 

A few minutes later Scooter can back with no Justin. 

"Is he alright?" I asked nervously. I could already tell that I was the cause of this. 

"He won't open his dressing room door. Do you mind if you went to talk to him? It may help." I nodded my head in agreement without saying anything. Before I knew it, I was in front of his room. 

"Justin?" I spoke softly. "Baby, open up." I waited patiently for Justin to open his door. When he finally did, his appearance made me cover my mouth in shock. 

Justin was usually a happy person. A smile was always on his face. He made me so happy. But today was different. He was having many mood swings. He wouldn't listen to anyone but me.

I tried not to stare. It was hard not to stare. He looked so broken and miserable. Tears ran down his face but he quickly wiped them away so I couldn't see them. 

"Justin," I started. "Please talk to me?" I reached my hand out of him to grab which he did. 

"Where're we going." He sniffled. I felt him drop his head as we walked. I looked at the corner of my eye to see that he was wiping away his tears again. 

It broke my heart to see him like that. I didn't want him to cry. I felt like I was about to cry.

"To the roof, it's one of my favorite places." After going through the maze of the venue that Justin was performing at, we finally made it to the roof. 

It was a sunny day in San Francisco, my brown hair lightly blowing in the wind. We both took a seat on the bench, silence enveloping us. 

"I can't do this anymore." Justin spoke quietly. He looked over to the side so our eyes couldn't meet. 

Pulling Justin closer to my body, I lightly squeezed his hand to tell him I was there. That I'll always be here for him. 

"No ones forcing you to do anything Justin." Justin's gaze finally landed on me. 

"I know, it's just the pressure. I can't impress anyone anymore." A fat tear slipped down his face as he spoke. 

This was my fault. I tried so hard to be Justin. I didn't want his image to be ruined so I did my best; but it backfired. 

I shouldn't be crying. But I couldn't help myself. This wasn't about me anymore, but I still felt a tear slip down my face. 

"This is my fault," I whispered. "I know that you told me to perform my best, and I'm not blaming this on you but this is my fault. I tried to hard." 

I had started to pull my hand away from Justin's when I felt his grip tighten. 

"Don't leave. This isn't your fault. I'm sorry if I made you feel like that." Justin hooked his finger under my chin so our eyes connected. 

"But it is. I saw you up there Justin. You were so stressed—" Justin cut me. 

"I was, but that doesn't mean I don't want to perform ever again. Sometimes I say things that I don't mean." 

"So what do we do now?" I asked. Justin grabbed my hips, pulling me onto his lap. 

"I don't know." He looked down at my hands, one of his tears falling onto my palm. 

I lifted Justin's face in my hands to get a better look in his eyes. They were darker then his usual beautiful hazel color. 

"Remember when we first met?" Justin licked his lips and nodded in response. Just thinking about that memory made my stomach fill with butterflies. 

"You taught me everything. If it wasn't for you, I would've never been able to do that first show. Justin don't you see? I'm not a better justin then you are. You are Justin Bieber and nobody can take that away from you."

As I spoke a small smile appeared on his face. 

"I guess I have been overreacting. Thanks babe." 

I felt his arms wrap around my waist as he pulled me even closer to his body. 

"I'm glad that I helped. Now there's something I want." Justin raised a brow in confusion. 

With Justin's face still cupped in my hands, I pressed my lips firmly onto his. I could feel my heart racing and when I lay my hand over his, I felt they were beating as one. 

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