Find That Girl

When a picture is dropped in the young and talented, Justin Bieber's guitar case, Justin is being send out on the search of his life. An ordinary day, and ordinary guy and an ordinary girl. Everything is so ordinary, but how come Justin is suddenly feeling something he has never experienced before? He NEEDS to find that girl before summer is over, and he has to leave for boarding school. Will he succeed? What if the girl turned out to be something he had never thought of? What if she could change everything? "Never let the fear of striking out, keep you from playing the game."


6. Chapter 6.

Why am I friends with this guy? He’s so freaking annoying all the time, I can’t even… I sighed as I looked at my phone. Ryan was going to be here any minute now. I looked down at myself. I really didn’t want to go to this party, but as always, Ryan didn’t care what I wanted, as long as he had a wingman who could hit him up with some girls, he was happy.

I heard knocks on my door. Sighing, I got up and went over to open it, when Mr. Smartass opened it himself and almost hit me in the head. Ryan, being the dickhead he is, just laughed and told me to hurry up, because the party started soon.

Resisting my urge to smack his head into a brick wall, I calmly followed him out to his car where I got into the passenger seat, buckled my seatbelt and leaned my head against the window. Ryan got into the driver’s seat and buckled up.

“Dude?” He said. I turned my head to look at him. He looked concerned.

“Don’t worry about it. I didn’t get much sleep last night because I stayed up, trying to finish a new song I’ve been working on. That’s all.” I said with my I don’t wanna discuss it tone. Ryan nodded, started the engine and drove off to where the party would take place.

When we finally got there, the place was already trashed. People had passed out everywhere and people were dancing to the loud music. To say that I would rather be at home, in my bed, under my covers with my guitar, would be an understatement.

But I got out of the car anyway. Ryan placed himself next to me after he had locked  the car.

“Okay Biebs. Let the radar begin.” He laughed. Ryan had this theory that I was way better than him, at find the good girls. I had tried for so long to convince him that I was just going for those who looked cute.

Looking over the entire place, I thought I saw someone good. But then she hugged this other guy and I thought to myself that it would be a shame to give Ryan that kind of competition.

And then I saw her.

I couldn't believe my eyes. I just stood there, paralyzed by her present. Her beautiful brown hair was floating around her face that was covered in a thin layer of makeup. She didn't look comfortable. She was standing next to another girl, who wasn't half as pretty as she was. Her blond hair was straightened, and she looked a lot like she was trying way too hard.

But Ryan looked hooked. 'This is my chance!' I thought. I grabbed a drink and pulled Ryan with me. As we approached the two girls, I noticed how my mystery girl started to look terrified. My mind went crazy. How could I make her comfortable? I started by relaxing myself. As we reached them, the blond one eyed Ryan and I from top to toe, where after she licked her lips, seductively. 

Being the wingman, I started the conversation, by introducing Ryan and I to the ladies. Ryan looked at me with questioning eyes, but I just shook my head. Ryan then nodded and smiled to the blond one, asking her if she wanted to grab another drink with him. That let me alone with my mystery girl.

"So, I'm Justin. But you never told me your name?" I said, trying to sound as nice as human possible. I could see that she was struggling with the whole situation, and it made me sad to know.

"I'm Emma." She finally said, looking down, as if I was going to laugh at her.

"Hey, listen. You don't have to look down when talking to me. I'm not going to do anything, I just wanna talk." I said, putting my hands down in my pockets, looking casual.

"Why?" She whispered.

"Because my best friend just ran away with your friend, and I will bet a hundred bucks on that they are not coming back anytime soon." I said with a shrug off my shoulders. She finally looked at me.

"She said she wouldn't leave me alone if I came. Urgh, I knew I shouldn't have trusted her." She said as she sat down and put her head in her hands.

"You don't like being here, do you?" I asked as I sat down next to her with a prober distance between us, so I didn't make her more uncomfortable.

"How'd you know?" She asked as she looked at me. Smiling at her a little bit, I told her that it was easy to see on the way she behaved. How she tried to stay as much in the shadows as possible, how she covered her face with her hair and of course on the way her fingers played with the small gold ring she had on her finger. She looked down at her fingers that were playing with the ring.

"I only do that when I'm nervous. I can't help it." She whispered sweetly. I smiled at her cuteness.

"But you have no reason to be nervous, Emma. I'm not here to hurt you in any way. I really didn't want to come either, but my friend dragged me here, just like yours did. So now we can be the abandoned friends together." I said as I rubbed my eyes, tiredly.

"Tired?" She said low. Her beautiful green eyes stared at me with curiosity.

"Yeah, I kind of stayed up all night, trying to finish this song I'm working on." I said as I smiled at her. Shyly, she smiled back at me.

"Do you write songs?" She asked. Shortly after, she looked like she regretted asking. "Sorry, of course you do, otherwise you wouldn't have stayed up all night writing one... I'm so stupid." She said with a heavy sigh. Smiling at her, I told her that it was okay.

"I also cover songs, so actually it was a good question." I said, honestly. She looked at me with a smile and thanked me for not making a fool out of her. I laughed a little and told her that I would never do that.

Ryan and Emma's friend came back an hour later, drunk as fuck. Emma looked hurt, because of her drunken friend and her bad behavior. She kept asking when they could leave, but her friend kept ignoring her. She was obsessed with Ryan. My own friend was annoying me too. He may be a cocky bastard when he's sober, but the minute alcohol kicks in, he becomes a total douchebag...

So when Emma's friend snapped at her, I grabbed Emma gently by the arm and dragged her away from them. I took her away from the party and down to the beach where we sat down and talked. We just talked. And it was the nicest thing ever. She was so honest, so real. I couldn't believe that I had actually sat down, and had a conversation with her. Just like that.

When things came to a deeper level, Emma told me why she was so shy. It literally broke my heart to hear that she had been bullied, the most of her high school years. People had even gone as far as kicking and spitting on her in front of everyone. I felt pity for this amazingly beautiful girl next to me.

Emma told me that she had even gone as far as writing a suicide note, but had broken down, crying when she read it through. She told me that, when she read it through, it didn't sound like her. It sounded like the voice in her head, that kept telling her that she wasn't good enough.

And that was when Emma finally told her family about the bulling. They moved to a different state, and Emma finally started to feel better. She had gotten a lot of friends who supported her and loved her. She became a part of the popular crew. But not the kind of popular that picks on other people. No, she became a part of the popular crew that is popular because they are so super nice and fun to be around.

And when Emma felt like she had shared enough of herself with me, she shut down. She avoided any other questions, so I went over to tell her about me. I told her about my part time job at the music store. About Melissa who was like a sister to me. Always there, but at the same time,  freaking annoying.

That made her laugh. Her laugh was like listening to the angels sing. So magical. I could have listened to it all night long. But I continued.

I told her about my dream of becoming an artist. About my days in the park where I would sing for anyone who would listen. And I was just about to say something when she interrupted me.

"I knew I had seen you before! You are that kid that played so well that I actually put down my book just to listen!" She said with a huge smile. And suddenly, her face looked like she had just solved the biggest mystery in the entire world. She had figured out that she had seen me before.

"And you are that girl that dropped a picture of her in my guitar case when handing me five dollars. Actually, now where I'm at it... Ehm.." I began to hesitate. How should I tell her that I had been looking for her for over two weeks?

"Yea?" Emma asked, trying to force the answer out of me.

"Well, I've kind of been looking for you. I mean, you dropped that picture in my guitar case, and I thought that it might have some kind of meaning to you, so I just wanted to give it back to you. Normally I would have it on me, but I honestly didn't expect to meet you here. Mostly because I lost sight of you last time I spotted you outside my work place.. I tried to find you, but there were so many people and I just couldn't... And now I'm just rambling.. I'm sorry." I said, looking down embarrassed.  Emma laughed.

"It's okay Justin, it was just a picture my brother took of me before I left for L.A. If you want to I can come past you tomorrow and pick it u-" she was interrupted by her phone that rang violently. She excused herself and answered it. She walked away, just a few feet to get some privacy. But I just couldn't help but look at her. She was so beautiful.

When she came back, she looked sad. Her smile was forced on and her eyes looked sad.

"I have to get home now. My aunt just called. My cousin just stumbled into the house drunk, and she was worried and mad as crazy because I wasn't with her, soo.. But it was so nice to meet you, Justin. Or, see you again, I guess you can say." She laughed a little. She smiled as she turned around and walked away. But I wasn't going to let her get away that easy.

I got up and ran after her. I ran up beside her, and told her that I would walk her home. Just to make sure that no one could hurt her. Emma smiled at me gratefully. And we walked home in silence. It wasn't that awkward kind of silence. It was that comfortable silence that everyone enjoys now and then.

It wasn't until we walked up the path to her house that we started talking.

"Well. Here we are. At your aunt's place..." I said, kinda awkward.. Emma smiled.

"Goodnight Justin." Then she leaned in and kissed me. A solid kiss right on the lips. It was so magical.. So perfe....

Bip, bip, bip....

I woke up with a shock. I was lying on the floor with my phone right next to my head. Looking around, I realized that it had all just been a dream. I hadn't met her. We hadn't talked. She hadn't kissed me. It was like a punch below the belt. It hurt so bad inside to know that all that, it was only just a dream. Hitting my hand into my wall, I sank down on my bed where I put my head in my hands. Five days left before I attend boarding school..

Feeling frustrated, I grabbed my guitar and played a few notes. And then I sang.


“I’ve cried, so many days without you.

I’ve tried, every way to let it go, oh.

It’s like you’re running in circles and

circles and I don’t know where to go, hmm.

Make it left or make it right but I end up where

I was before. I go up and down, tryna find you.

Cause I hear your whisper in my ear aye,

and I’m standing out when I’m without you.

I look around and round, but you’re not there,

Cause you’re hiding in my head..”

I sighed as I let my guitar fall to the ground. I put my head in my hands and thought about the fact that I only have five days left to find her.

I’ve tried, I just can’t find a reason, why I should let you get away. ‘Cause I go crazy and there’s no way to stop me from taking over my mind. I can’t escape, but no why would I have to run away, when this feels so right?  



Hey guys!! 

So this time, it's a long chapter! Mostly because the last two

were pretty short, soo.. 


And again, I just wanna thank EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU (!!!) 

For liking, commenting, and of course reading my story!! 

(How come I always write 'reading' last? That's just weird..) 


But PLEASE keep reading,

please keep liking,

and please keep commenting! I love reading your comments. 


But as always, 




Love! xoxo

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