With You (Justin Bieber Love Story) *Sequel to Ego*

Chapter One

I felt his warm arms wrap around my waist. I smiled as I felt his head rest on my shoulder as I traced my finger over everything we had written on the walls of the tree house.

'so are you excited?' I could hear the happiness in his voice, but I was confused.

'excited about what?' I screwed my face up as I turned in his arms to face him.

'getting married ... the wedding' he screwed his face up in confusion as well but smiled a little as if he thought I was joking.

'wait we're getting married?'

'that's kind of what getting engaged implies' he laughed. My face dropped slightly.

'yeeeaah ... but I didn't think you meant so soon'

'well I didn't mean today ... but the sooner the better right?' he smirked as he pushed me gently against the wall. His face was so close to mine that I could feel his hot breath on my lips.

'what's that supposed to mean?' I laughed quietly, try my hardest not kiss his lips.

'that I can't wait much longer to make you mine ... officially' he whispered seductively in my ear.

'wait what?!' I ducked under his arms, slightly shocked. I should probably tell you that my parents divorce seriously damaged my view of marriage. No longer did I dream of being whisked away in a big beautiful carriage and having the perfect wedding day, to me that equals divorce, two very unhappy people and a daughter who finds it hard to ever let her walls down. Except with Justin. When he had come back, it was extremely out of my character to even welcome him back in the slightest.

'I don't understand you seemed pretty happy about it a minute ago' he looked hurt.

'happy about being engaged! I didn't realise is was engaged to be married, we're only 16!'

'I think you'll agree with me when I say that we've been through a lot more than any other 16 year olds on the planet!'

'that doesn't change the fact that I am too young to be thinking about a wedding dress, a venue, flowers, catering ... I'm just 16!'

'you know I really don't get you sometimes ... I ask you to marry me and you say yes, but you ... don't actually want to get married?!

'I do! Just not right now! And I don't get you sometimes either because I certainly didn't realise this ... need you have to make me yours! When was I not yours?!'

'you're making it sound as if I hold you as some kind of trophy!'

That's how it came across!'

'do you know what it is like to always feel like you're going to lose someone?! To always be afraid that someone else is going to come by and take you away from me?!'

'are you saying that you don't trust me?!'

'I'm saying that after everything we've been through yes, I am still scared that there is someone out there better for you! Because if that person came along then there is nothing I could do from stopping you from leaving me for him. Why? Because I would literally do anything to make you happy, no matter how much it hurts me. Molly, I will always put you first, whether you like it or not. Because I love you that much!' he climbed down the ladder and jumped to the ground with an angry thud. 'and how to show how much I love you? Well all I could come up with, was asking you to marry me! I thought it would appeal to you as well. For the past weeks that I've had that ring al I've thought about is seeing you walking towards me in that dress, and that I was able to show everyone how much I loved you. To show everyone that you actually might think that I'm the best guy for you! But it's fine .. 'he looked down shaking his head. 'obviously, we're too young for that ... call me when you find out the minimum age limit for this country!' he shouted angrily.