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Everyone around us tries to split us up. Truth is, we always find each other. We're inseparable.


54. Chapter 51

June 2, 2012
8:45 AM
It's been two weeks since Justin left and she hasn't left her room ever since. I'm starting to worry about her. She hasn't been to work ever since she got out of school and all of her friends are out of town. She cries every night when she plays Be Alright. She doesn't read his tweets, look at the news to hear anything about him, or even says his name.

Just then, the doorbell rang. I sighed, getting off the couch to answer the door. When I opened it, Pattie walked right in.

Pattie: Is she okay?
Me: She hasn't left her room since he left.

She sighed.

Pattie: I'll talk to her.
Me: She won't come down no matter what you tell her.
Pattie: I'll try.

I sighed as she trudged up the stairs.

Normal POV

Tears ran down my cheeks as I flipped through pictured on my iPad of me and Justin. I miss him so much. It's only been two weeks and I haven't left my room. I can't. My friends are on vacation, I lost my job, and Justin isn't her to comfort me. I sobbed, hiding my face in my pillow.

Me: I miss you so much.

Just then, my bedroom door opened.

?: Dawn, are you okay?


Me: Go away.

I heard the door close.

Pattie: Dawn, you can't stay in bed for a month.
Me: I can and I will.
Pattie: Dawn...

I shot up out of bed.

Me: I'm not leaving this bed until I see him again.

She walked towards me me, wrapping her arms around around me. I broke down in tears, covering my face with my hands.

Me: I just miss him so much.
Pattie: I miss him, too. Call him.
Me: He's working.

Just then, my phone rang. She smiled, pulling away.

Pattie: That could be him.

She got up and walked out of my room. I picked up my phone, answering.

Me: Hello?
?: Baby.

I smiled weakly.

Me: Hi, Justin.
Justin: Have you been crying?
Me: N-no.
Justin: Don't lie to me.

I sighed, lying back on the bed.

Justin: I thought I told you not to cry.
Me: I know, but I can't help it.

Silent tears rolled down my cheeks.

Me: I miss you so much.
Justin: I miss you, too, baby, but you can't stay in your room crying all day. Go out with friends or something.
Me: My friends are gone, Justin. They went on vacation.
Justin: What about your job?
Me: I got fired for not coming on the first day.

He sighed.

Justin: Look, I have to perform in a few minutes. If I can, I'll have Scooter hold the phone up so you could hear, okay?

I sighed, wiping my tears.

Me: Okay.
Justin: Love you.
Me: Love you, too.

Justin's POV

After handing my phone to Scooter, I walked onto the stage, the fans getting louder as I walked towards the stool. I sat down with Dan on another stool, holding his guitar. I hushed the crowd until it was completely quiet.

Me: Since I'm missing her right now, this next song is for her. She may think it's not okay, but I'm saying everything's gonna be alright.

The fans shouted as Dan began to play Be Alright.

Across the ocean, across the sea
Starting to forget the way you look at me now
Over the mountains, across the sky,
Need to see your face, I need to look in your eyes

Through the storm and through the clouds
Bumps on the road and upside down now
I know it's hard, babe, to sleep at night
Don't you worry cause everything's gonna be alright, be alright
Through the sorrow, and the fights, don't you worry
Cause everything's gonna be alright, be alright

All alone, in my room, waiting for your phone call to come soon
And for you, oh, I would walk a thousand miles, to be in your arms
Holding my heart oh, I, oh, I, I love you
And everything's gonna be alright, be alright
Through the long nights and the bright lights, don't you worry
'cause everything's gonna be alright, be alright

Tears filled my eyes, but I continued.

You know that I care for you, I'll always be there for you
I promise I will stay right here, yeah
I know that you want me too, baby we can make it through
Anything cause everything's gonna be alright, be alright
Through the sorrow, and the fights, don't you worry
Cause everything's gonna be alright

A tear fell from my eye as the crowd erupted into screams. I smiled, wiping the tear away as I got up from the stool, walking off the stage. I took the phone from Scooter, taking my ear piece out. I put it to my ear, hearing her sobs on the other end.

Me: Baby, don't cry. It's gonna be okay.

Another tear rolled down my cheeks.

Dawn: I just...I-I miss you.
Me: I miss you, too, baby. I'll chat you when I get back to my hotel, okay?
Dawn: Okay.
Me: Love you.
Dawn: Love you, too.
Me: Get out of the dark and stop worrying about me.

She chuckled, making me smile.

Dawn: Two weeks tops, right?
Me: Yep.
Dawn: I'll be waiting.
Me: Okay. I'll call you when I come home.
Dawn: Okay.
Me: Love you.
Dawn: Love you, too.
Me: Bye.
Dawn: Bye.

I hung up, wiping the tears from my eyes.


Normal POV

I sat down on the couch, setting up my tablet. I went on livestream, waiting for Justin to chat me. When he did, I smiled. His face popped up on the screen. He looked really tired, like he hasn't slept for days.

Me: Have you had any sleep for the past two weeks?
Justin: Yes I have.
Me: Then why do you look so tired?
Justin: I bumped into a glass wall earlier.

My eyes went wide.

Me: Are you okay?
Justin: I'm fine. Just a little bump on my forehead.
Me: Okay. You need to stop acting like a damn bird, Justin.
Justin: Hey, it's not my fault.
Me: It kinda is.
Justin: Whatever.

I rolled my eyes, lying down on the couch.

Justin: I miss you.
Me: I miss you, too.
Justin: You know, I cried while performing As Long As You Love Me.
Me: How do you cry during that? It's such an upbeat song.
Justin: I was thinking of you the whole time.
Me: Oh.
Justin: Yeah.
Me: Your mom took me shopping.
Justin: Really?
Me: Yeah.
Justin: What did you get?
Me: A few clothes, some shoes, a necklace, and something for you.
Justin: You didn't have to get me anything.
Me: But I did. Oh, and I got a tattoo.
Justin: Really?
Me: Yeah. My mom said it was okay, don't worry.
Justin: What did you get?
Me: I'll show you.

I lifted up my shirt a little, showing the bird on my hip.

Justin: It's just like mine.
Me: Exactly.

I put down my shirt, running my fingers through my hair.

Justin: We have matching tattoos!
Me: Someone got excited.
Justin: I'll be even more excited when I get to kiss you again.

I smiled, hearing my front door open.

Justin: I gotta go to bed babe. I have an interview in the morning.
Me: Okay. Call or text me when you can.
Justin: Sure thing.
Me: Night, babe.
Justin: Night, even though it's daytime for you.

I rolled my eyes, the screen turning black.

?: You're still seeing him again, aren't you?

I looked up, seeing him standing there. With wide eyes, I stood up from the couch.

Me: Dad? What are you doing here?
Dad: I finished my anger management classes.

He walked towards me, looking down at me. 

Dad: I'm sorry I did that to you. I was still upset at your mother and I blamed everything on you.
Me: What did mom ever do to you?
Dad: She lied too me, saying she was leaving to go to college when she was pregnant with you.

I sat down on the couch, looking up at him.

Me: Maybe there was a reason why she didn't tell you. Maybe she was afraid to tell you because she didn't know how you would have reacted. Maybe she thought you wouldn't want to raise me.
Dad: I did want to raise you. I wanted a family, but she never gave me the chance.

He sat down next to me.

Dad: When I found out, I was pissed. She wouldn't give me a chance.
Me: Maybe she didn't want you to become overprotective, which you were kinda being before.
Dad: I just don't want you throwing yourself out there.
Me: *standing up*I'm not throwing myself out there.
Dad: *standing up*How are you so sure?
Me: I'm not a slut, dad, if that's what you're assuming. I'm not the kind of girl who tries to get herself laid. I'm not like those girls.
Dad: What about that Justin kid?
Me: We're not sleeping around.
Dad: You sure about that?
Me: Dad, he's halfway around the world! It's kinda impossible for me to do that.

He rolled his eyes. I grabbed my iPad and walked up the stairs.

Dad: I don't want you talking to that boy!
Me: I'm seventeen years old! I'm not five anymore!

I closed the door behind me, plopping down in the bed. I can't wait until Justin comes back.

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