Because of you

Willow also known as "Low" is the one Jesse wants to marry. But the two of them are night and day and Justin can't see how Low puts up with Jesse and all of his women. Low needs a real man, like popstar Justin Bieber. But that's going to get complicated and messy- real fast.


2. another day.

"where the hell have you been?! No, wait, don't tell me. You've been in Jesse's bed again. You know you have no right judging me when you go and sleep with that man whore".

I chewed on the inside of my cheek to keep from screaming at the ignorance spilling out of my sister's mouth. She had no clue how off track she was. Yes, Jesse is considered a man whore, but he did pick really hot,sexy females to screw. So he had pretty high standards. It never ceased to amuse me that I was one of his many conquests. He kept me around. He never kept a girl around after he had slept with her. Second, I wasn't nearly his type. I'm 5'7 with caramel skin, my curves were out of control, Jesse likes the super thin model type.

"I'm here now. Just go and stop cursing in front of Belle." I demanded giving her a little wave signaling her to leave.

She turned around and pecked Isabelle on the cheek and picked up her purse. Before she walked out of the door she gave me one more look of disapproval I suppose you could say. You see my sister was the female version of Jesse. She had whore like tendencies which is how she ended up with Isabelle. Don't get me wrong Melissa was gorgeous. She has the same caramel skin-tone as me, the only difference was she had hazel eyes, which was genetically passed down from our "sperm donor" as we liked to call our father. Our father walked out on us when we were very young. Enough about him. Our mother died of cancer when i was only twelve, leaving Melissa and I in this world all alone. Melissa was eighteen at the time and she took full custody of me. She had gotten her GED instead of finishing her senior year in order to pay bills and for food. I feel like she blames me for her growing up so fast. Once I had gotten old enough I had gotten a job to help her out. Then with Isabelle coming over a year ago everything got harder. Melissa told me she couldn't support me any longer and I needed to get my own place. I couldn't afford my own place so she decided that if I took care of Isabelle while she worked she let me stay the nights I took care of her. The problem was she didn't need me to keep Isabelle everyday. Which is why I end up at Jesse's house. 

"low, out" Isabelle demanded breaking my train of thought. She was in her pink high chair almost wearing her breakfast. I laughed.

"yes, I'll get you out but first we need to wash your hands" I say 

Justin's POV:

"Where's Low?" Jesse grumbled as he stepped out of the bedroom about an hour after Willow had left. I could smell the whiskey on his breath from across the room. My stomach turned at the thought of Low sleeping in the same room as him. 

"About an hour ago"

He nodded and pulled his cellphone out of his pocket. I tried to appear as if I was focused on the screen of my laptop instead of curious of what he was going to say to her. Jesse had always been a ladies man, but with her he's a total stranger. Jesse and I had been on the same hockey team along with Ryan and we have all been bestfriends ever since.

"Hey,baby, why'd you leave without waking me?"

"Aw come on, you know I'd wake up for you. I know I shouldn't have left you"

"No. I'm sorry, I thought you were sleeping"

"I want you to come back tonight and please take the key"

It was silent for a few seconds and Jesse chuckles and hangs up the phone.

"I don't want to hear it!" He says pointing his index finger at me, grinning from ear to ear. He knew me so well. This boy was super whipped. I mean I can see why, Willow was smoking hot. 

"What's her story?" I asked. Jesse walked over to the recliner and picked up a soda off the table. 

He told me everything, from her father leaving to her mother dying and up to her mean ass sister. Who is apparently hot too, from how Jesse describes her. 

"where does she live then?" I had a feeling I wasn't going to like this answer, but I needed to know. Willow was a big mystery I needed to figure out. She was nothing like I've ever seen nor met. She obviously wasn't a fan of me because she handled our meeting so well...I just yearned for more information. 

"On the days she watches Isabelle, Melissa lets her stay. The rest of the time she comes here. I tried to move her into the guest room you're staying in but she refuses. She says she can't handle my life-style. I didn't push it on her anymore because I don't want to lose her."

I nodded my head, Jesse was seriously in love,which I don't understand at all, how you can love someone so much but continue to screw every girl in this city.

Hours later I was interrupted by a light knock and I immediately knew it was Willow. I anxiously walked to the door and welcomed her inside.

"Hey Justin" her musical voice said greeting me. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything?" She said searching the room, I guess she assumed I had guests. I laughed lightly "there's no one here, I'm just relaxing and tweeting fans. Willows face looked amused in what I had just said. I walk back towards the couch and sit down.

"Do you mind if I join you? I'd love to see this" She says blushing lightly. I nodd like an idiot and before I knew it she was sitting right next to me. Her legs almost touching mine. All I wanted to do was grab her face and kiss her. But I knew Jesse would kill me so I pushed the thought to the back of my mind. 

@biebsgirl: i love you so much @justinbieber

I smiled at the mention, "watch this" I told Willow. 

@justinbieber: i love you more @biebsgirl

I then went to her twitter page and watched her reaction. 




I laughed and Willow did too. I always watch my beliebers reactions to my tweets because they always know how to make me smile. 

"You really love your fans don't you?" Willow asked. I nodded "Yes, I do....I don't know what I'd do without their support, I'm sorry that sounded like an interview answer" I said.I felt my face heat up. Why does this girl make me so nervous?

Willow laughed "It's okay, I mean I did ask...So want to watch a movie?" She asked. 

A movie night? With Willow? I don't know how to contain myself..."Sure" I replied smoothly. 

"Devil's Due?" She asked while scrolling through paper view. 

"You like scary movies?" I asked my eyes widened.

"Of course! What kind of girl do you think I am?" 

Selena hated scary movies so we could never watch them. Ugh, Why did I even think of her, this is my break. No selena. We are over. 

"Man, if you weren't Jesse's I would so date you!" I said shyly

Willows eyes widened. "I'm not Jesse's, I'm my own person. Jesse doesn't own me." She said looking me in the eyes. I sat there awkwardly trying to find words to say...

"Sorry if that was a little harsh, my sister is assuming the same. So I'm sensitive when it comes to that" She smiles. 

I took in a small breath, "Okay movie time" I say clapping my hands together. 

There is something about this girl.... About 45 minutes into the movie Willow's head was in my lap, the rest of her body was curled into a ball. I didn't have the heart to move her, I was just hoping and praying Jesse didn't come home anytime soon......


Will Jesse come home? What will happen between Justin and Willow?

OKAY! So this is a new story obviously but I would love some feedback?! Comments, Favorites. Anything! I'm experimenting with this story so please bare with me!  

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