God daughter

Isabella Parker, (doesn't like to be called Bella) has a hard life. She only has one parent (her dad), has an average grade of a C and doesn't have any close friends. She's not bullied by one person, she's bullied by the whole school. What happens when the worst thing possible happens? What happens when her life totally switches gears. Will things work out or will crash and burn? Will she survive this change or will she run away? Read it to find out......... This IS a Justin Bieber fan fic!

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17. Drew

Justin's POV

 

 

 

"Thanks man." I patted the worker guy on the back after he moved Isabella's couch and put in a queen sized bed.

 

"So, what do you want me to do with the couch?" He asked.

 

"You can get rid of it." I said not caring what he did with it.

 

"Sounds good." He said walking to the front door to leave.

 

"Thanks." I said and he opened up the front door to leave.

 

"Welcome." He waved. Then he was gone.

 

 

Now a days all I can think about is Isabella. I wonder how her day is going? I hope I don't cause trouble for her, cause of all the Bieber haters there.

 

I sat down on my couch and just day dreamed then it lead to me closing my eyes and.......

 

 

*dreaming*

 

 

"Come on." She giggled in my ear. "Don't be such a scaredy cat." She felt so close but sounded so far away.

 

I looked over and all I could see was her smile. It was beautiful.

 

I could feel as she tugged my hand to go, but I couldn't move.

 

"I can't move." I said scaredly. The room turned black but I could still see her smile.

 

"Good bye Justin." She whispered in my ear as she walked away leaving me in the blackness.

 

"NOOO...!"

 

 

*end*

 

 

I woke up panting and sweating.

 

'Good bye Justin.' Keeps replaying in my head. That voice just sounds......too real.

 

I looked at the clock. 1:48. I should get going, Isabella gets out if school at 2:00.

 

 

 

 

Izzy's POV

 

 

 

"Enjoy." The lunch lady said sarcastically as she handed me a tray with..... Chicken? On it.

 

I rolled my eyes at her and walked over to pay for it. I'm not going to eat it, but I also don't want people to think I have an eating disorder if I don't get any food.

 

 

I walked out into the open of the lunchroom. Most eyes were on me, but then the rest were just ignoring me.

 

What's with this school?

 

I walked around awkwardly trying to kill time. Keeping my head low. Every table I walked by would get silent and then I would hear a few people mumble.

 

"Isabella!" I heard someone yell. Please say it's another Isabella, please say it's another Isabella.

I felt some one grab my shoulder and I flinched. I was about to do my reflexes but then I realized they weren't hurting me.

I turned around and looked up. It's the ice blue eyes guy. I slightly smiled. He's still really gorgeous.

 

"Come on." He turned around and headed to another table. Everybody's eyes were on me as I began to follow him.

'Slut' I could almost here people saying. When I reached the table he was sitting at I set my trey down. There was only guys. 3 to be exact.

 

"Guys Isabella, Isabella this is Cory," he pointed to another blonde guy "David," he gestured towards a guy with brown hair, "and Drew." Now Drew, he was cute, maybe even cuter than, well I don't know his name.

 

"I'm Michael." He said with his hands on his chest. Okay no I know his name, Drew is cuter than Michael.

 

Drew has Carmel coloured hair and sparkly brown eyes.

 

"Hi." I said to all of them. I looked over at Drew and he was staring at me. I quickly looked away.

 

The whole lunch was confusing. All the girls came up and flirted with all 4 of them. Why would they want to sit with me if there is clearly cuter girls than me.

 

I stood up to throw me food away while the girls were still there flirting.

From the corner of my eye I saw Drew get up and throw his food away too.

 

"Hey Isabella right?" He asked from behind. I let him catch up.

"Yeah, Drew right?" I asked already knowing the answer.

"Mmhm." He mumbled. Then set his tray down in the dirty dishes area. I did the same.

I turned a little, people are still staring. I sighed and looked away.

"Can I ask you something?" I asked Drew. He walked by my side.

"Sure." He started to listen to me.

"Why does everyone in the school give a damn about me?" I ask.

"Bieber." He said sounding obviously.

"But I thought everyone hated him?" I asked while moving out of the way when people walked by.

"Well, yeah. No one here really likes him, it's just that you just seem like an easy target to get made fun of." Wow, that hurt.

 

*bell rings*

 

"Okay I'm leaving." I said beginning to walk away from Drew.

"See you around babe." I turned around as quick as I could, but a clutter of people pushed me to move forward.

Did he really just call me 'babe'?

 

"Move bitch." A girl said and then pushed me. It knocked me out of my thoughts. I stepped back and headed to my locker.

People here are so mean.

 

*end of day*

 

I sighed while I stood outside waiting for Justin to come pick me up.

 

Then I felt two arms slither around my waist. "Told you I would see you around." He whispered in my ear. Drew.

The thought of him calling me 'babe' began to run threw my head. I mentally smiled.

"You smell good." He said with his arms still around my waist.

"Thanks, you smell pretty good your-"

 

'Beeeeep' car horn honked.

 

I looked up and it was Justin. Drew unraveled his arms from my waist.

"Is that...."

"Justin Bieber." I finished his sentence. "Yeah." I sighed. I slung my bag back over my shoulder. And began to walk to Justin's car.

 

"Bye Isabella!" He waved. I waved back to him and got in the car. I looked over at Justin and I could see that he was eye balling Drew as he walked away.

"Who's he?" He asked still looking at Drew.

"Drew." I said "now can we go before someone notices you."

Justin hit the gas pedal.

 

"You like his name?" I looked over at Justin and he smirked with his eyes on the road. I shrugged.

"I donknow?" I said. "Why?"

"Look it up. Ask one of my many beliebers. They'll tell you." He smiled.

"What does it matter if I like his name?"

"You don't have to. I just wanted to know." I looked over at him again and he looked at me for a second and then back on the road.

"Yeah." I said. He looked at me and smiled.

"Do you like him?" I looked at him with wide eyes. It was the first day of school, does he really think I'm going to just like a random kid?

"Well, I think he's cute?" I said shifting my position in my seat.

"Cute? You only think he's cute cause he looks like me." He said like it was obvious. I shook my head and lightly laughed at him.

 

* * *

 

We pulled up in his garage and I got out. All I can think about now is the comments at school and my blade. I ran into the house and up the stairs to my room. When I opened the door I wanted to scream. Where did this bed come from?! Where is my Diary?! Where is my Blade?!!

 

I paced the room.

 

"You like it-"

"Where'd the couch go?!" I snapped at Justin.

"Well, I don't really-"

"Great!" I threw my hands in the air sarcastically. "That's just great."

I sat on the bed. I could feel the bed go down a little on the other side if me.

"You can get it back, right." I whispered.

"No." He said having sorrow in his voice.

I sighed knowing that throwing a temper tantrum wouldn't help anything.

"Why?" He asked after there was a moment of silence.

"There was something in the couch." That's all I'm going to tell him.

"What?" He asked, I looked into his eyes.

"Not today." I exclaimed. He looked back at me and nodded his head. Then he put his arm around me.

 

* * *

 

A/N: still to come, another day of school...... What do u think about Drew, Michael and the rest of them?? 😘😘

 

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