Love Song

Allison is a shy and sweet girl. she tweets on of her songs to Justin Bieber when her friend Claire tells her to do so. from there on her life takes a dramatic change with her boyfriend changing for the worst, her career starts to grow, she writes more and more songs, she gets new friends and old friends stay the same.

*this story contains a lot of 16+ subjects*

this story is also on wattpad. I started to write this story for a friend, I am not much of a fan, but i don't hate him either. if you see anything wrong, i'm sorry, but please keep in mind that i actually try to do research and i try to tell the right things. if not right please tell me maybe i can change it and otherwise it's fiction so use a little imagination.


2. Chapter 1: the reading

Chapter One


Justin’s P.O.V.


I looked through my Twitter again since I had nothing to do for a while. Finally some rest! When scrolling, I came across this very interesting message with a link attached to it. I clicked on the like and started to read it. 


And you ask me
Why not us
And ill tell you
Why not us

You were touchy
I was not
You said rubbish
I did not
You never listened
Even if i needed you to

So this is why
Why not us
This is why
Why i left you
This is why
I am broken

You brought memories
I didn't need
You scarred me forever
I hate you now
You hit me every chance you got
Now i get back every way I've ever known

So this is why
Why not us
This is why
Why i left you
This is why
I am broken

I never got any better after you
I never learned to live my life
You broke my heart and my head
I have no emotions left inside

So this is why
Why not us
This is why
Why i left you
This is why
I am broken

I am broken all inside


I looked at it and realised it was a set of lyrics. A very good one. I instantly thought of sending it to my record label to see if they could do something for this girl. I clicked to follow her and then my break was over. Scooter came into the room to get me.

“Come on, JB, you have another interview in less than 30 minutes!” 

“I’m coming, but I really don’t feel like doing this, I just want to sit here and relax!”

“I know, but you have to keep appearances up.”

“Yeah, but they’ll ask about Selena again and I really don’t feel like talking about that right now,” I answered. Little did Scooter know, I kept thinking about the girl that send me those lyrics. After I have talked to the record label I’m going to tweet her back, I thought to myself. Scooter is like my big brother. He’s very nice but he can be bossy sometimes if you don’t listen to him. He really cares about me. He was the one to believe in me from the beginning and he got me where I am now. I am grateful for having him around me and having him care for and help me. Everybody knows about Scooter.  

I left for the interview. It was at this really tall building. There were really big letters on the front that said the name of the show; This Is Your Life. A weird name for an interview agency, but that doesn’t matter. The building had a lot of windows. I could see people stare outside because they had nothing to do. This was probably not a very good agency. I’ve never been interviewed by them before. I guess that the building can prove why. I hope they do have nice questions and don’t talk to much about stuff I don’t want to share. I walked in and soon somebody came to me with directions. 

“Ladies and gentlemen, the one and only Justin Bieber is in the house!” the hostess said. “Welcome, Justin, I’m Clara.”

We shook hands and sat down on the funny-looking orange couches. Clare wore way too much make-up and she this way too short dress, making her look a bit slutty. And then the room was totally coordinated around her I think. The weird couches, the wrong paintings on the wall, and the walls were also bright red. It wasn’t a really flattering colour combined with the orange couches. And they had these tabled in shape of a human. It was really weird. 

“Let’s talk about your life? How’s it going on tour right now?” 

“The tour is great, I’ve met lots of lovely people and have lots of fun, only a little too little time for myself.”

“Good to hear. What do you do when you do have time for yourself?”

“If I don’t have much time I usually just go on Twitter or something, but if I have more time I usually play video games with Chaz and Ryan.” 

“Anything interesting on Twitter lately?” 

“Well, there is this fan that tweeted me this really good set of lyrics so I’m going to see if i can do something for her, so now that I’m live on T.V. I would like to ask my fans to follow that girl. Her twitter is @thisisAllison, so please go follow her!” 

“Whoa! This has never happened before; a superstar asking fans to follow someone they have only met through Twitter.. Do you like her, Justin?”

“How could I like her? As you said, I don’t know her. I just liked her set of lyrics, no, I loved it!”

“Talking about your love life, how’s it going between you and Selena?” Gosh I don’t want to talk about this! Please, Lord, save me!

“We are doing fine, just missing each other because of the tour and stuff..”

“I’m afraid this is all the time we have, so this is it.. Time to say goodbye!”

“Goodbye audience and goodbye Clara!”

I walked off the stage and into one of the dressing rooms. I heard this little knock and yelled that the door was open.

“Hey, Justin, if you ever get tired of that bitch Selena and you don’t like the bitch on Twitter, then please consider me your new girlfriend?” Clara said. She threw herself at me, clung to me like she was mad. She threw her arms around my neck, and lifted her leg a little. Ugh, I hate those people. I just want a normal girl. To be honest, things between me and Selena aren’t going great. 

I’m never there and we never get to see each other. Also, she’s been way to clingy for my liking lately and she doesn’t even want to do anything with me. She’s like this holy virgin and I get really frustrated with her. On top of her stupid behaviour, she also looks at other boys like she’s going to eat them.

Well since this is done I’m going to leave this place. I grabbed all my things and left Clara looking stunned. I went outside and heard the yelling of my fans. It was a nice feeling, knowing that they liked me. In the car, I thought about this Allison-girl. She was really good at writing lyrics. I will see what happens at the company. I asked my driver to drive there so that I could talk and maybe write some stuff myself.


(A/N hi guys, i thought i would post another chapter. next chapter will probably be next week somewhere. I actually did write the song (i like to do that at like 2 in the night when i can't sleep.) well i hope you guys liked this chapter! byeee)


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