Isabelle's POV
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I scream, he holds his hands up in surrender while holding the glass of water in his left hand. I exhale and put my hand on my chest "You scared me"I whisper, "Sorry" he says, I sigh.
"Can I put my hands down now?" he asks chuckling making me smile "Yes, you may" he drops his right hand to his side and completes drinking the water.
"What are you doing here anyway?" he asks, I raise my eyebrows in amusement "It's my house" I say slowly in a matter of a fact, he rolls his eyes "Oh please, enlighten me!" I smile "Well, my name is Isabelle Snow, I live-" he cuts me off, "Stop with this sarcasm, I meant shouldn't you be sleeping?" he asks, I raise my eyebrows once again with amusement "I know that look Iz, I hate it" he says, "Shouldn't you be doing the same?" I ask in a matter of a fact and walk towards the kitchen, I can hear his footsteps behind me.
"I should, but I can't" he says, I take out a glass from the drawer "I can't either" I fill the glass with water and turn around to face him, "Let's do something then" he smiles widely, I drink the water and place the glass on the counter "I'm tired" I shrug.
"Then, What am I doing here?" he asks, I roll my eyes "You can leave if you want to, I don't care" I say, and soon I regret these words. I need him, I need him so bad, He's here because he makes me feel less scared of Tom's coming. "So you don't care? Alright.. Goodbye" he says and walks towards the door, he opens it making the wind comes inside the house, I instantly hug myself. No No No!
Please don't go away, please don't go away, please don't-SLAM
I look at the door and see it empty, and Justin's not there.
I don't know why I get so comfortable with him, but maybe because we knew each other, or maybe because he's the only person who I communicate with, or maybe maybe because
He's the one who makes me smile, laugh, even sad.
He's the one who I feel secured with even when I feel scared.
"Don't be such a baby Iz, Just jump it already!" Justin screamed, "Fuck you Justin!" I screamed looking at the water flow inside the river, "You're such a baby Isabelle!" Justin screamed, I looked at the rope that was tied up to the tree, and the river beneath it. "I'm not a baby Dickhead" I screamed across the river, "Just jump it already!! hold onto the freaking rope and come!" he screamed, I hugged my body. "You know what Justin? Fuck you! seriously? You know I hate this, still you manage and bring me here! what were thinking when you thought I was going to follow you? I'd never follow you into this crime!" I screamed, "Crime? Seriously? It's only a fucking Jump! Such a baby! pathetic, Just Jump it!" he screamed, I bit my lower lip "what if I fall? Do you want me dead Justin? You'd like that?" I screamed, "I'm going, Goodbye." I said and turned around.
I started walking towards the way we came from hoping I'd remember all the way, Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder and I was turned around. I crossed my arms on my chest and raised an eyebrow when I saw Justin, "You know I don't want you dead Iz" he said, he inhaled before completing "But I've found a place, for us. Only us! I mean, how great is that?" He asked excited, I smiled "It is great Justin, but you know I'm scared of these things, I'd never cross a river with an unsecured rope! What if I fall?" I asked.
"Well, it held me, you're lighter than me, so for sure it will hold you" he said and took my hand, "no Justin, I can't" I whispered "you can, and you will" he said and gave my hand a light squeeze, we walked back to the river. He took the rope and gave it to me "Here, you first" he said, I shake my head "no, no, no, hell naw" I said and kept shacking my head, "Then, let's do it together?" He asked, I widened my eyes "Are you out of your freaking mind?" I screamed, "Well, if we die, we'll die together" he said giving me a smile, "What if I die alone? Would you like that?" He asked, "Justin"
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