Ch. 61: Stalker

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Justin's POV

"Did you see that?" Ariana said, walking to the window.

"No," I said, looking through my Twitter feed.

"I'm serious,"

"What are you talking about?" I asked looking at her.

There's someone behind the tree by your fence.

"What?" I said, getting up. "Don't stand there," I said, moving her away from the window.

I looked out and didn't see anything.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yes! He was there!"

"Who was there? Are you sure that wasn't just my neighbour on the other side?"

"I'm sure!"

"Well, I don't see anything,"

"Whatever," she sighed, walking away. "I'm gonna take a shower,"

"Okay," I murmured.

Ariana's POV

I know I saw someone. I'm not seeing things, I'm not being paranoid.

I walked inside the washroom, rested my phone on the counter and undressed myself.

Only in my underwear, I got a phone call from an anonymous.

"Hello?" I spoke.

"Hi," someone spoke through the phone.

"Who is this?" I asked in confusion.

"That's not important,"

"Bye-"

"-W-W-WAIT!" They interrupted.

"What?" I sighed.

"Turn around,"

"Why?"

"Just turn around,"

"Okay, I turned around, what am I suppose to see?"

"Aren't you Julia?"

"What? No, wrong number,"

"Oh, I apologize,"

"Bye..."

What the hell?

I threw the towel on the towel rack, completely undressed myself and stepped into the shower.

It's a Saturday morning, I really don't feel like dealing with bullshit.

Justin's POV

My phone began ringing. I don't know this number so I'm not picking up.

Then they called again.

"Hello?" I said lazily.

"Oh my god, is this Justin Bieber?" A girl screamed.

"No," I said, hanging up.

They called again.

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