A Night to Remember [Justin Bieber Fanfic]

Chapter 1 (picture of Amelia)

Story Summary; A girl meets a gorgeous boy at a party but little does she know, this seemingly perfect boy has cancer, and things don't look to good for him. Justin doesn't want to tell her because if he doesn't want her to leave him. This romance between a depressed teen and a (secretly) cancer fighting Justin is full of love, sorrow and hope.

A/N:

Ok you guys I know this first chapter isn't that great but I promise it gets better.

Justin's P.O.V

It was just a stupid party that my EX girl friend Evelyn invited me to.

I wasn't looking to hook up with anyone...

I wanted to leave from the moment I walked through that door.

The smell of cheap perfume and beer, mixed with bad music and drunk sluts. Who would want to be here?

On top of it all... Evelyn was here.

I don't understand why she can't move on. I did a Long time ago. If you love something, let it go. That's what my mom always told me.

I saw her approach me from across the room.. please don't talk to me, I prayed.

"OMG, JUSTIN! Honey, I've been waiting for you." She whispered in my ear, trying to be seductive but just coming off as disgusting.

"Save it."

I really wanted nothing to do with her.

I observed her entire outfit- Tight body-con dress -real classy...

"Get over yourself." I said under my breath, but just loud enough for her to hear me.

I could hear her mutter something under her breath as i walked away. I ignored it.

I walked into the kitchen to get a beer.

I hated this kind of environment, what am I doing. Why am I here? I'm 18 years old and I'm still going to terrible High School parties. I sat down on the couch with a bottle of Pabst Blue Ribbon.

My eyes scanned the room looking for any interesting looking people. I saw nothing new.

Just the same old, same old; Skanks, preps, anti social punks, whores, goths, and... Who was that?

There was a girl.... A hot girl.....

She was the only one there without a pound of eye-liner on her eyes, or a bottle of hair spray in her hair.

She was sitting all by herself.

Why did she look so insecure? So... Sad? For some reason, it broke my heart to see such a beautiful girl feeling so useless.

I made my way towards her thinking of something cool to say. I dont approach strangers too often but this is stressful

C'mon, you're Justin Bieber... you can think of something cool to say-Hey girl you are looking s- Shit. How was i already 2, 1, 0 steps away from her.

"Uh... Hey" UH..HEY? WOW! nice Justin. real smooth.

"Hi" She responded.

"So-I-Uh-Saw you... Standing here"

"Did you now?" She laughed. I made her laugh. Swag.

Once the conversation got going, We actually talked for quite awhile.

Her name was Amelia and her hair looked effortlessly perfect. Her eyes were the darkest shade of brown, And her lips were the perfect shape. Words couldn't describe how much I wanted them to touch mine.

We were both feeling a little(lotta) bit tipsy, and we made our way to a room down the hall and I clenched her wrist so I could pull her as tight to me as i could. I leaned in and my childish wish was finally granted, as our lips touched. A light-bulb went off. I know this girl. We continued kissing and I thought to my self- "I've seen her before." My tongue wrestled hers. I KNOW!- She's the girl from the coffee shop. My thoughts were quickly interrupted by the soft touch of her lips against mine

We fell in to the bed..... Together.

The Next Day

Amelia's P.O.V

"Tall non-fat latte!!" I shouted out to one of the many annoying Hipsters lingering around this cafe. I guess this is what i get for working at a local coffee shop in Portland.

One day though, I'll have a real job and make more than minimum wage... Someday.

I heard the door swing open and I looked up to see a familiar, beautiful face.

It was him!!! it was really him!!! how was he here? More importantly, Why was he here?

"Hi." He said, making it sound like we were close friends. "I'm Justin" He said with a flirty smile. I knew who he was.

There was no hesitation in his voice, it was full out confidence and it was so sexy. I could tell he came here knowing I'd be here.

"Can we talk?" He asked. We rushed into the back room.

"How did you find me?" I whispered.

"You know... Google." He chuckled. I gave him a strange look.

"Nah, I'm just kidding. But it doesn't matter how i found you." He grabbed my hand and looked down at the floor. "I just came here to ask you on a proper date." My heart was racing so fast I could barely reply.

"OH MY GOSH OF COURSE!!!!!!!" I screamed. Why did I scream.... UGH IM SO NOT CUTE OR FLIRTY LIKE LITTLE MR. PERFECT OVER HERE!

"I mean uh... Yeah. That sounds cool. I guess."

"GREAT! I'll Pick you up at 7:00. I have something special planned." His voice sounding so suggestive.

"Sounds good!" Sounds good? It sounds more than good. No words could describe this moment. Justin... was going to take....me......on a date. Where do you think he is going to take me. I have nothing to wear. oh my god maybe I should say I have pla- NO JUST KIDDING.

I told him my address as he kissed me on the cheek. He didn't say anything as he left the cafe.

It feels weird being asked on a date by someone I've already gone all the way with.

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I awaited his arrival in my room. I looked the most put together I have in awhile.

I looked in the mirror and twirled around a few times, examining myself up and down.

I was wearing the most expensive dress I own-the one my grandma bought me for my older brothers wedding. I was a bridesmaid so we all had the same dress... but I still think it's special

It wasn't too fancy though.... It was sleeveless with a sweetheart neckline and it was tight at the waist. It flows down to about 3 inches above my knee.

Wearing this dress actually made me feel good about myself for once.

I glanced down at my hand-scanning it. Starting at my finger-tips, working my way up to my wrist- noticing something.

Oh shit.

I rushed to my purse and stuck my hand in the front pocket and pulled out my Drugstore cover-up. I unscrewed the cap Quickly and I dabbed the cover-up along the thin red scars.

He can't find out, He'll think I'm a freak.

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I heard a knock on the door; Justin.

I waited for him to knock one more time, but I didn't keep him waiting any longer and i quickly opened the door.

"You look amazing." He claimed.