I love her.

"Justin..." I whispered, as he left wet, yet soft kisses down my neck.

I shivered at his touch.

"Shh. Age is just a number, Baby. Just a number."


4. Chapter 4

*Emma's P.O.V.*

I opened the door to my house and walked in. No car was in the drive way and all the lights were out. I sighed at the fact, that I was alone again.
I made my way into the living room and plopped down on the couch. I took my phone out of my pocket, to see, if I had any missed calls or messages, but there were no. Who am I kidding anyway, my parents are never with me or care and my so called 'friends' didn't seem to notice, that I was away either. Great life I have there, isn't it? Please note the sarcasm -.-

I decided to just go up the stairs and take a relaxing shower, seeing I didn't really have something to do. I don't have to go to school for the next two weeks, because of my accident. Pretty awesome, if you ask me. Maybe I'll find some new, real friends in this time. I guess, I'll have to figure something out.
So, I made my way upstairs and to the bathroom, closing the door behind me. I turned on the water, before stripping out of my clothes and stepping into the shower. The warm water was really relaxing and I forgot about my parents. Thank god, they're such idiots! Never there, only working. I mean, seriously. They didn't even notice I was in a hospital. Come on!
The only person, who was there for me was Justin. When I think about it, he's the first real friend I have. Actually the first nice person I talked to. He cared for me more, than my parents ever have and he doesn't even know me for two weeks.
But I feel a bit guilty. I am and never really was nice to him, like he was to me. I was always on this 'hater-side'. I'm starting to regret snapping at him and all, but at the same time he deserves it. Right? He did hit me with his car....but it wasn't exactly his fault. OMG? It's so confusing. Lets just see what time brings.

As I stepped out, I dried my body and just changed into some comfy clothes. I took my hair into a messy bun and went downstairs again. I guess I'll just have to wath some tv.
I flipped through the channels and stopped by big brother. Oh, how much I love this show! It's so funny, when all this random people are fighting and shouting and everything. BITCH ALERT! :D


"Hey! Sleepy head! WAKEY WAKEY!" Someone screamed, making me jump. I held my hand above my chest and breathed heavily. "What the fuck?! Amanda! How the hell did you come in my house?" I screamed, still in shock. She bursted out laughing and fell to the ground, holding her stomach. "Your face, babe. I-I can't!" She managed to say between laughters. I rolled my eyes, and pouted a bit. "You scared the shit outta me." She slwoly stopped laughing and stood up, attacking me in a hug. "Awe, I'm sorry, babe." She smiled, and I couldn't help, but let a small smile escape my mouth.
See, Amanda's my best friend. We have this 'babe' thing going on, ya know. I'm NOT a lesbian! Just saying.

"And now seriously. How did you get in here!" I exclaimed. "Oh...about that.." She started. I raised my eyebrows and looke at her. "Your kitchen window was open." She gave me a slight smile, as I thought my eyes would pop out of my head any second now. "You climed in my kitchen! Are you stupid, or what!? You could have fell!" "I'm sorry." She whispered. "You're crazy. I said, smiling again. She giggled and shook her head. "But you love me."


We were laying in the living room, still watching big brother. We were laughing our asses of, as suddenly my phone went off. It played 'Boyfriend' by Justin. I knew immediately it was him and rushed to my phone. Amanda couldn't see the screen, she would flip out. Literally! She loves this kid to death, and if she knew about the contact between the two of us, I don't know what would happen. "Since when do you hear Justin Bieber?" She asked, dancing to the song. I rolled my eyes and clicked accept. "I don't." "Whatever you say, babe. Whatever you say."

"Hey, Em."
"Oh, hi Justin."

I couldn't help but blush at the nickname he gave me. Amanda sadly noticed and raised an eyebrow at me.
"So, what's up?" I asked.
"Nothing much. Just wanted to make sure you're ok."
That gave me the rest, and I could literally feel the blush on my face. I probably looked like a tomato right now. Amanda snickered at my face, which only confirmed my thoughts. Oh, dear lord, this boy.
"Yeah, thank you. I'm fine. You?"
"I am now that I know you are."

I giggled and hid my face, so Amanda couldn't see it. It was burning. And that because of Justin Drew Bieber. Two weeks ago, I nearly had to puke, when I only heard his name.
"You're embarressing me right now, you know that?" I heard him chuckle, before answering.
"Yeah. I can hear your friend's giggling...So, I guess, I make you blush then?"
Act cool, Emma. Just act cool.
"Wash that stupid smirk off your face, or I'll do it for you, Bie-Boy." I said, and quickly shut my mouth, before looking at Amanda. To my luck she didn't seem to notice. I nearly said 'Bieber', and that wouldn't have been so good.
"And no, you're not makeing me blush." I whispered.
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever. I gotta go now, alright. My manager's calling. See you tomorrow, sweetie."
"A-Alright. S-See you, tom-orrow."
"Aight. Bye."

And with that he hung up, leaving me with my thoughts about tomorrow. Wait! Tomorrow! OMG!? Tomorrow's friday!? The date. "OMG!" I screamed and covered my mouth. "Tomorrow's friday! I didn't even think about an outfit!"
"Ehm..calm down?" Amanda more like questioned. "What are you even talking about?"
Oh, no! What do I tell her? Here goes nothing...


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