Love Me.

Clearly, Sarika didn't know where she stood in life. One thing kept bringing her back to reality, her true passion. Dancing. When an opportunity she can't refuse comes up, she has to bring her skills to the next level, push herself until the end. Becoming a background dancer for Justin Bieber is a lot of work, right? Maybe even more than she thought...

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13. Thirteen †

Sarika's P.O.V. 

We were basically at the end of the Believe Tour, because tonight is our last show, and I definitely felt like bawling my eyes out. Ely and I had been stuck together all day long, and no one even dared to approach us. 

Justin, well, I don't even know what's happened to us in the past months. We broke up, mutually and I didn't like it one bit. It was very awkward to dance with him and he started getting more tattoos, his face got skinnier, it's easy to notice. 

I miss him. 

But mostly, I broke my promise. And I felt awful, because he gave me an opportunity to live my dream, and I just... I can't even get myself to say it. We were about to go on stage for the last time, it's been a year, and I'm just going to abandon him here? 

The show went great, even though afterwards, everybody was saying their goodbye. The Believe Movie premiere had been yesterday (A/N: let's pretend it was before the end of the tour), and this means it's the last time I'll see everyone, basically. 

My heart shattered as we were all standing in the airport, watching as their flights departed. I'm with Ely, since we're both heading to L.A. Fredo was going in Canada with Justin, and I kind of felt unhappy with fact, I wanted it to be me. 

As our flight was called, Ely hugged Justin as I hugged Fredo, and she kissed her Puerto Rican man like there was no tomorrow. Wow, that was odd. It left me and Justin looking at each other, and I felt my eyes water. 

I hugged him tightly, stunning him. He wrapped his arms around my waist, picking me up slightly so he didn't have to lean down. I cried, his hands rubbing my back soothingly, my arms wrapping tighter around him. 

"Last call, Flight 234 departing right now to Los Angeles, California, please reach your gate." 

He put me down gently, staring into my eyes. My hand slowly slid down his chest, and back to my side, as I gave him a sad smile, walking to our gate. 

During the plane ride, I think I cried the whole time, and I couldn't stop myself. It felt natural to cry like a baby, and I'm pretty sure Ely was starting to feel annoyed. But as we neared L.A, I couldn't help but think I'd see my family once again. 

"So, have you thought about that Beyoncé tour?" Ely asked quietly. "I think we should go, at least it'll keep your mind off things." 
"It's in a week, don't you want to spend more time with your family?" I whispered, wiping my tears away. 
"My family's on the road." She sighed. "Plus, after a week, there's nothing much you can do to make some quality time." 

I nodded, agreeing with her. It was an amazing opportunity that I couldn't seem to refuse, and quite frankly, Ely was up for it too. We had both been asked to tour with her a little while back, it was as if I was feeling the first day of tour all over again. The thing is, I felt awful to leave Justin there, but he was the one to convince me. 

As the plane landed, I couldn't help but faintly smile at the thought of seeing my mother again, I missed her so much. I didn't even get the chance to see her for the whole tour, and I was growing impatient to see her again. 

I hugged Ely goodbye, waving at her, smiling sadly. She blew me a kiss, making me return the favour. I spotted my mother, making me run to meet her. We both jumped up and down frantically, hugging each other. It was odd, since I kind of expected her to cry, but what can I say? My mother's like my best friend. 

"Welcome home, sweetheart!" She exclaimed. 
"Thank you, mama!" I smiled giddily, a genuine one. 

We talked about so much on the ride home, it was extremely nice to just tell her everything, tell her how much fun I had. As we were sitting in the living room, the Justin subject came along, and I felt like crying out loud. 

"You know honey..." My mother trailed. "When I met your father, we had everything going perfectly." 
"Mama..." I hesitated, she never speaks about him. 
"No, no, it's fine. You need to know anyways." She sighed. "But as time passed, bumps came along and everything stumbled down. But true love only comes once in a life time, he was your first and true love, Sarika. Like your father was to me." 

She handed me what looked like a scrapbook album, making me raise my eyebrows as she left me alone. I opened the cover, Believe Tour written on the first page. I frowned, flipping to the next one, my eyes softening immediately as multiple pictures of Justin and I appeared. She had printed out the Instagram ones, the paparazzi, the award shows, when I danced or photo shoots. 

Everything. 

I spent hours analyzing each page cautiously, bawling my eyes out as his perfect smile appeared on many pictures. But the thing is, it had disappeared. Closing the album, I realized the mistake we both had done. 

I didn't need something to mend my broken heart. I didn't need therapy to figure out what had destroyed me. I didn't need people telling me I'm a wreck. I most definitely didn't need to find someone else. 

I just needed him

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THIS CHAPTER... IT MADE ME WANNA CRY, CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT? UH, CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? WELL I CAN! 
THIS IS THE LAST 2013'S UPDATE! NOSTALGIC MUCH? EXACTLY! DON'T WORRY, THERE'LL BE SOME JARIKA COMING UP NEXT YEAR ;) AND I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M SAYING THIS, BUT THEY'RE BROKEN UP :( NOOOOO! 
SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING IN YEARS (literally), BUT I SWEAR AFTER I'M BACK FROM VACATION, I'LL TRY TO UPDATE AS MUCH AS I CAN BEFORE SCHOOL STARTS! :)

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