MY POV:
Me:Justin, this is my childhood friend Yaya.
Justin: nice to meet you Yaya.
Yaya: nice to meet you too
Me: well, on point standing there, come on in
Yaya:oh, thank you
She came in, I closed the door behind her, she sat down on the end of the bed.
Yaya: so, what have you been up to since we last say each other?
Me: i've been up to alot, highschool has been an interesting experience so far, i've met this awesome guy, if is wonderful, and here I am rambling on about now life, I haven't let you say a word, so what have you been getting up to since our last meeting?
Yaya: I wrote a best selling novel!
Me:omg thats awesome! What it called, I totally have to buy a copy!
Yaya: it's called 'my life: a living nightmare' it's a really good book.
Me:I bet it is
It kind of fell to an awkward silence, so I decided to put some music on.
I walked over to the radio, I switched it on, 'who's that girl' was playing.
I love that song.
I started singing along...
Yaya: wow Kiara, your singing is even better than I remember, you should totally become famous!
Me:yea, maybe, maybe not, i'm not much of a performer. I get horrible stage fright, when I get in front of a crowd, I just freeze up and I cant say a word, let alone sing.
Yaya:aww, thats too bad, but you are a great singer!
Me:thanks
Justin:she's not wrong, and, it doesn't matter if you have stage fright, I could help you with it
Me:thanks, I might just take you up on that offer
Yaya:is it just big crowds, or in front of anyone?
Me:in front of anyone, I even had a hard time singing in front of you.
Yaya: really?
Me:yea.
Justin: would you maybe perform in front of us?
Yaya: yea Kiara, that would be really good!
Me: umm, maybe, let me get my guitar, i'll see what if I can ignore the stage fright.
Justin:ok beautiful, but dont pressure yourself, if you want to, you can stop
Yaya:yea, I dont mind if you cant do it, do you. *she said, aiming thecomment at Justin*
Me:it's alright, I think i'll be able to play a full song, i'll play one I wrote my self
Justin: I cant wait to hear it
Yaya: same here, I bet it's great
Me:ok i'll be right back then.
I left the room into the kitchen, my guitar was on the table in it's case.
With the guitar in it's case, I walked over to my bags and grabbed my laptop.
I walked back into the main room with Justin and Yaya.
They were smiling and talking with each other.
Me:ahem!
The stopped speaking and faced me.
Justin:you ready?
Me: yea but one question, which song do you want to hear? (i'm not sure which song to put in, so you awesome readers get to pick!)
Me:ok the songs are; 'I wonder', 'goodnight forever', 'I love you so', 'me and you', or 'you dont love me'.
Justin: I want to hear...
Justin:I want to hear 'you dont love me'.
Yaya:so do I, by the way, what's it about?
Me:it's about a guy I really liked a couple of years ago, but he rejected me.
Justin:well whoever he is, if must be a stupid guy to reject a beautiful gir l such as yourself
Me: aww, thanks Justin.
I gave him I quick peck on the cheek, then I sat on the floor and started playing.
'you dont love me'
Verse:
You make me laugh, you make me smile,
Yeah, you were great, but you said 'no',
You smile like the sun, you make me smile when you do,
Yeah, I cried like the rain, but you got a problem.
Chorus:
I loved you, but you didn't love me,
But you dont care, you never did,
I dreamed of you, you were my all,
So what's the deal? You dont love me.
You never did, you dont love me.
Verse:
When I cry your there, yes your great,
So why dont you care? I dont understand,
I cared for you, I hoped you'd care for me,
My friends told me, you dont care.
(Chorus)
Verse:
You really didn't care, you hated the thought that I loved you,
Why? What's wrong with me?
Am I not good enough?
(Chorus x2)
You just dont love me, do you?.
Me:so what do you think?
Justin: I think it was...
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A Summer Romance
FanfictionA random Justin Bieber fan-fiction (Judge away, I wrote this 2 years ago XD). It has a bit of smut in there from what I can remember, and many mistakes as most of it was written on my old brick of a phone, and written while I was 13/14. But I though...