Justin: That's the plan Jaz, forever.
I smiled and nuzzled my head farther into Justin's neck.
Jazmyn: Why is she hiding her face Justin?
Justin: She just needs somebody to cuddle with her... She needs a little Justin time.
I smiled and hugged him tightly.
Justin: Jaz, wanna go sit with daddy so I can cuddle with Rebecca?
She nodded and ran over to Jeremy. Justin lifted my face to his and pressed his lips to mine.
Justin: I love you, so much. You're so perfect.
I smiled and started blushing.
Rebecca: I wish I was.
Justin: You are, to me, to everybody.
Rebecca: That, my love, is a lie.
I smiled and kissed his nose.
Justin: No, you're perfect to everybody.
I shook my head no and hid it in his chest again.
Justin: Yes, you are.
Rebecca: Justin Drew Bieber, NO I AM NOT.
I stared him down and just nodded no. It was the truth. Nobody thought I was perfect. I was so far from it, it was unbelievable.
*Three Days Later*
Justin has been holding me closer and tighter, lately. Today was the last day we had in Canda until we had to go back on tour. I opened my eyes to Justin staring at me. I smiled and put my hand on his cheek.
Rebecca: Good morning.
I pulled his face down to mine and pressed my lips to his. He pulled his lips away for a second before pecking my lips, once more.
Justin: I love you, so much.
Rebecca: I love you.
He ran his hands through my hair and kissed my forehead before intertwining his fingers with mine. I was just about to drift back to sleep when Ryan came crashing through the door.
Ryan: Dude, I need to talk to you.
Justin: Not right now, she's falling asleep.
Rebecca: I'm awake now. You guys can talk.
I looked at Justin and he was looking at Ryan, as if he was mad.
Justin: Dude, tomorrow and the weeks after that, i'm not going to just lay in bed and hold her like this. I need to do it while I can.
Ryan: You're not going to get to hold her at all if you don't just shut the fuck up and listen to me.
Justin shut up and looked at me.
Justin: Okay, speak.
Ryan: Not in front of her.
Ryan looked at him harshly and Justin looked at me.
Justin: I'll be right back.
Rebecca: Is everything alright?
Justin: It will be when I get back, I promise.
Rebecca: No, I'll go in the kitchen, you two can talk in here.
Justin: Are you sure?
I sat up and nodded. Before I stood up I pecked Justin's lips and slipped on some slippers. I got up and walked into the kitchen. Ryan Slammed the door as I walked out and I looked back, wondering what was happening. I sat on the couch and closed my eyes for a second.
The next time I opened them, Justin was sitting next to me, holding me in his arms.
Justin: I didn't mean to wake you up, I just needed to hold you.
He almost had tears in his eyes. I pressed my lips to his and wraped my arms around him.
Rebecca: Justin, what's wrong?
Justin: I'm scared of losing you.
Rebecca: What happened?
Justin: Nothing, it's just a scary thought that I could lose you at any moment.
I hugged him tightly and pressed my face to his neck.
The front door flew open and Alison was screaming for me.
Rebecca: ALISON, CALM DOWN, WHAT'S WRONG?
Allison: That idiot you call your boyfriend?
Allison: HE'S CHEATING ON YOU.
Rebecca: Allison, I dont know why you don't-
Allsion: Just look.
She shoced her phone in my face, it was A picture of Chelsea and Justin kissing outside of the house.
Rebecca:This can't be real. I mean he- he wouldn't would he-
Allison: This was taken yesterday, I tried to get to you today, but Ryan told Justin that I knew, and Ryan helped keep me away from you. But right now, Ryan's drunk and Justin's nowhere to be found. I'm sorry.
I wasn't going to cry. I never cry. I refused to.
Rebecca: Can you help me pack my stuff?
I could feel the water in my eyes. I ran to the bedroom and opened the door. To my suprise, there was Chelsea and Justin, sitting on the bed, half naked. I lost my breath and stared at him. He got done sucking on her neck and looked up at me, realizing his situation.
Justin: No- Rebecca.
I started bawling and fell to my knees. Allison hugged me from behind, trying to get me up, but I couldn't move. Justin jumped off the bed and ran over to me and fell to his knees, trying to pull me closer. Allison pushed him away from me.
Allison: DON'T YOU TOUCH HER. YOU DID THIS.
Justin: No, i- i didn't mean to- I
My sadness instantly turned to rage. I stood up and stared at him as tears still poured down my face.
Rebecca: DON'T "BABY" ME. YOU TOLD ME FROM THE VERY FIRST DAY THAT YOU WOULD NEVER HURT ME.
Justin: I didn't mean to.
Rebecca: Then why did you?
I slapped his face and looked him in the eyes.
Rebecca: I hope you're happy. You took a once strong girl, and broke her. Congratulations.
My madness turned back into sadness. Allison walked me out of the room, and into the hallway. Pattie came running down and got between Justin and I, Justin, whom was following us.
Pattie: What is going on.
Rebecca: You're son's a complete ass.
I walked out of the house with Allison and broke down in her car. We sat in her car, outside of the house for awhile. I heard screaming and things being thrown from inside. Then I heard Justin scream "Just leave"
I looked up and Chelsea came running out of the house, crying.
I took off the next five weeks. I didn't want to see Justin. I didn't want to hear his voice either. When I finally felt comfortable thinking about him, I decided to go back to the tour.
The next morning was back to tour. I didn't want to go. I really felt sick at the thought of going to practice with Justin. I really was going to quit, but that would mean Allison would, too. I knew how much Allison loved the tour, and I just wanted her to be happy. She loved the people on it, and she loved the fans.
So this morning, like it or not, we had to go to the venue and practice. All of the dancers were there. The first thing they did was give me a hug.
Justin was supposed to be here and hour ago, but never showed up. So we all just went back to our hotel rooms.
I walked to my hotel room door and reached for my key. To the right was Justin. He was sniffling while struggling to get his door open. It was obvious he was drunk. I walked into my room and sat on the edge of the bed. I poked my head out the door about five minutes later. Justin was still struggling with his key.
I walked out and walked over to him. I tapped on his shoulder and he didn't look over.
Justin: I'm sorry, I don't want to take pictures right now, come back tomorrow, please?
Rebecca: I was just going to ask if you needed help with your door.
Justin looked over at me. I think he stopped breathing for thirty seconds or so.
He nodded and handed me the key. I slid it in the door and it opened. I handed it back to him. He looked at me and just observed my face. I was wearing more makeup than usual. I now make sure my hair looks perfect at all times.
Justin: What happened?
Rebecca: What do you mean?
It was as if he suddenly sobered up.
Justin: You- youre not you.
Rebecca: Yes I am.
I started walking away, trying to avoid any more questions. He grabbed my arms and looked into my eyes. Those were most definitely the eyes I fell for. But yet again, they were also the eyes that had broken me.
His arms wrapped around my waist, the way they always you to hang there. Except, they were tighter, scared I was going to vanish. He leaned his face closer to mine. I wanted to move away, but I couldn't. I just stood there, waiting for his lips to hit mine. And soon enough, they did. The same spark I felt the first time, came back to me. We started making our way back to his room, our lips never parting. He closed the door behind him. His lips stayed attached to mine. His arms held my back close to him. I found that my hands were pulling at the hair on his neck.
I pulled away and looked at him.I wanted to be with him so bad. But the fear of getting hurt, was much greater.
Rebecca: You're just going to hurt me again- aren't you?
*AN NEW CHAPTER! IM SORRY IT TOOK FOREVER BUT HERE YOU GO! WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT THIS SITUATION!? I need to keep track of the days in the story right now we're at about A MONTH AND WEEK AFTER CANADA! Help me remember this please.
I LOVE YOU.
STAY BEAUTIFUL Xx*