Don't Leave We Are Meant To Be (A Justin Bieber Fan Fiction)

Part 31 Ellie's P.O.V:

Ellie's P.O.V:

I open my eyes to find myself lying in Justin's lap. I was in his car with him and all of his friends. Is this a dream? Every Belieber would kill to be in this situation as I am. I feel the sudden urge to start fangirling but fight the feeling.

I sit up and feel my wrist. My bracelets are gone. Where are they? Oh no. It feels as if my stomach dropped down into the bottom of my stomach. That means they all probably saw my scares, from cutting. I get a shiver down my spine just thinking about that painful word. I ask Justin if he saw them and I am thankful he truthfully told me yes and that only he did, but then of course Chaz over heard and was curious so he asked what we were talking about. I kind of break down and just lash out what happened. I said that these are the scares I've had since December and how I wished they were never there. I tried really hard to let any tears fall from my weak eyes. Justin asked me to promise him if I would never let that happen again but I've already made that promise to my body myself. Then, I felt a tear slip down my cheek. God damn it. Justin wipes it away and puts his arm around my shoulders. I thought that guys only did the cute 'wiping away girls' tears in movies', but I guess that's just the type of guy Justin is, which is perfect for me.

Well, so far I've been good about the... you know what. I mean of course I've had thoughts about starting again, but thank God I'm a lazy person because I forgot where I hid my razor compact. Then I would remember I buried them somewhere in my back yard but I did feel the need to start again enough to drag myself all the way outside and to dig them back up. But I really have been trying so hard to stay strong but it's not easy.

People tell you "Stay strong. Things will get easier" but they don't realize just how hard it really is. But that's when I went to music as my outlet and especially Justin's songs have helped me the most by making those harmful thoughts fizzle away.

Anyways, Ryan called me pretty and Chaz won't stop staring at me. No offense to them, but Justin's already told me about his feelings and he's found his way into my heart since I truly have the same feelings. But Ryan and Chaz seem like great guys and I'm sure they'll find their girls, it's just not me. But it really creeped me out how Chaz called me sexual... Who does that? But he did apologize for it and it helped change the subject about how... You know. I'd rather not say the words. So I was thankful Chaz did butt in and say he's sorry then Justin formally introduces them to me like I'm not a belieber and have no idea who they are. I just gave Justin a look that says, 'Really Justin? Really?' It made him giggle a little. I say how I saw them in Never Say Never and how ever since I saw that movie, I've been a belieber.

Then Justin has to go and make me blush by saying he's never been happier that he made that movie because he would have never met me. Aw! That made my heart warm, as well as my cheeks, so he goes and makes them go from rosy pink to fire red by saying something smart like, "Oh Ellie your cheeks look so cute in that shade." Once again I gave Justin the 'really?' look and hide my face in both of my hands. Justin pulls my hands away and holds them into both of his. He looks into my eyes and kisses my cheek. Seriously? My cheeks are going to burn off if this boy makes me blush anymore. I turn away and as I smile, I look out the window. We walk into the doctor's office and the nurse calls me back.

"Ellie Browns?"

I stand up. "That's me. Justin, would you mind coming back with me since I hardly remember what happened?"

He smiles and follows me back into the room.

"If could just step onto that scale so I could get your weight and then turn around so I could get your height too." The nurse tells me as I slip off my grey converse. Great. My worst enemy: the scale. I hate this item so much that I wished such a thing never existed. I hate my weight. I mean yes, I have been slowly but surely losing a little bit of weight, but I'm still super insure about it. Honestly, what teenage girl isn't?

I look towards Justin, "Justin, can you please look away."

He smiles, "If it makes you uncomfortable, of course."

He turns away as I step on. I watch the number go up and up as my heart starts to race. It gets to the point where I just close my eyes because I just can't stand looking at the numbers. I hear the nurse write down the horrible number and I look up at her. She's smiling... Why in world is she smiling about such a bad number I'm sure it is?

"Ellie, we called your doctor back home to get your records and it seems that according to your physical from February, I see you've lost 30 pounds! Great job! Congratulations!"

I feel my smile stretch from my left ear to my right. This is awesome!

"OMG! Really? Yay!" This news has seriously turned my whole day around and made my day, besides the part of me meeting my Canadian idol.

"That's awesome Ellie! I still think you're beautiful no matter what the number tells you." Justin tells me. He's such a cutie! He knows how to make any girl feel special and beautiful.

The doctor appointment continues and the doctor tells me I should be fine it was just caused from the heat and me locking me knees. He just tells me to watch for any signs of dizziness or nausea or any headaches. But if I do I should panic, I just need to sit down and take a break and I should take it easy today anyways. I should also make sure to stay hydrated all day too. So we leave and Justin says he's treating me today by letting me go on a shopping spree! I get to go anywhere and everywhere I want! Yay! This is every girl's dream and I'm living it and loving every minute of it! I don't just feel lucky, but blessed.