Finding love through all the fame can be tough, especially when Justin just wishes he lived a normal life. Performing on tour, city after city, hotel after hotel. He spots Isabelle in a crowd of 70,000 people. The sexual tension is beyond them, the...
Somehow Molly talked me into going to the party so I spent the next forty-five minutes getting ready. I threw on a little black dress and some white heels.
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I just left my hair straight, threw on some light make up and headed to Justin's house in an Uber. Once I arrived at his house I headed inside. There was music blasting, lights flashing, and tons of people everywhere. What have I gotten myself into...
Justin's p.o.v
I grabbed my second drink of the night, i wasn't in the mood to party i guess. "Damn, who is that?" I heard someone say as him and a few others looked towards the front door. Sure enough, in walked Isabelle. "Yo, she is sexy as hell." I heard someone else say. I was getting a little jealous, hoping one of these guys wouldn't grab her attention causing her to completely forget about me. I watched as she looked around for someone. She ran her fingers through her hair making it messy but a sexy messy. Fuck. Even though we can barely get along, i still think she is the sexiest woman i have ever laid eyes on. She started walking towards my direction until she accidentally bumped into a guy. I couldn't hear the conversation but they started talking and she was giggling and smiling. I was getting even more jealous. Regardless of our situation, that is my girl. I selfishly walked right up to them. "Sorry bro, shes with me." I said smiling as he walked away. "What the fuck was that for?" She asked angrily. "He is trouble. You can do better." I said selfishly, again. "Than you? Yeah i know. Now leave me the fuck alone." She said and stormed off upstairs.
Isabelle's p.o.v
Why does he think he can control my life? Is it because he is Justin Bieber? Regardless, I make my own decisions. I stormed off up the stairs to go find some peace and quiet. I went into Justins bedroom only to find Molly and Nick fucking in his bed. "What the fuck" i shouted. I immediately walked out and shut the door. This is insanity. Why did i even come here? I went back downstairs, grabbed a glass of wine, chugged it, filled my glass up again and headed to Justins backyard. He had a bench in front of some landscaping so i just sat there for a little bit to catch my breath in fresh air. I sat on the bench as the wind blew through my hair, sipping my glass of wine. "You look absolutely beautiful tonight." His voice was like an alarm at this point. "Justin, seriously, I do not want to argue tonight." I said looking at him with a serious face. "So let's not argue." He said sitting next to me. "You're funny." I said letting out a ridiculous soft laugh. "Belle, do you love me?" He asked, seriously. I rolled my eyes. "Justin come on, I am not in the mood." I said, now irritated. "I am serious, do you love me?" He asked again. "You are being so fucking ridiculous tonight, i'm going back to the hotel." I said standing up. He grabbed my arm. "Wait." He started and i turned to look at him. "Belle, we argue like we are fucking married, we can't stay away from each other, we take every moment we can to look at one another, fucking hell, we can't even stay inches away from each other without ripping our clothes off. I would fight with you every day of my life if it meant i could be with you every single day, I need to know if you love me because I am so fucking madly in love with you that it hurts Isabelle. If you don't love me we can finish the tour and go our separate ways but I need to know." He blurted out. "Justin, I...." I stuttered. "Do you love me? Yes or no?" He shouted. "I love you! Yes i fucking love you, you fucking idiot. I love every minute, every waking day with you. But Fuck, you annoy the hell out of me and i just need time and space Justin." Tears started forming in my eyes. "I love you Justin, so fucking much but i need time." I said under my breath. He walked up to me and tilted my head up with his finger. He connected our lips as they moved in sync with each other. When we broke from the kiss we looked into each other's eyes. "I have to go" i said looking away from him.
