More Than A Fan (Justin Bieber Fan Fiction)

Chapter 11: Regret

Lizzy's POV

"Lizzy?" Justin noticed me backstage.

I turned around and talked to Maggie, she was eating a muffin and started laughing when I turned to talk to her.

"Just talk, I'm not in the mood for him." I told her.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and when I turned around Justin stood over me.

"Lizzy can we talk?" Justin asked.

"I have nothing to say to you," I bumped his shoulder as I passed him.

I went and changed into my costume to be ready for the show and Justin was standing outside of my dressing room. I walked past him and he grabbed my arm lightly.

"Lizzy please," he said.

"Let go of me Justin," I said without looking at him.

He let go and I kept walking, I met up with Dylan and Maggie and we walked to the underneath of the stage.

"PLACES!" Was announced and I went to my place.

When I got onstage I felt nervous, and angry, and sad all at the same time. I started dancing and forgot about everything. I forgot about what Justin said, what he did... I forgot about my sister and I forgot about my feelings. I danced and I felt powerful.

Justin usually walked over to me and we did a small duet during As Long As You Love Me but I walked to my usual spot and did my own dance with the rest of the team. After the show I quickly changed and went to the bus. I grabbed my things.

"Where are you going?" Alfredo asked.

"I'm just a dancer, I'm going to the dancers bus."

"You can stay here," Alfredo said. "You're more than a dancer to me. You're my best friend. And we need to have sleepovers on the bus."

"Fine," I giggled. "Sleepovers in the bunks, can't wait!"

"Same!" Alfredo winked.

Justin came on the bus, looked at me and then went to his room, slamming the door behind him. I sat on the couch and me and Alfredo shared a package of Oreos and talked for a few hours.

"Listen Lizzy," Alfredo said. "If you just let Justin say what he wants to say it'll make things better. I know he regrets what happened last night. I know it hurts you and it hurts him too. I know it didn't sound good at all. But just give him a chance to apologize."

"Alfredo I can't just let him come in and out of my life. He doesn't understand that what he said hurt me. And I don't know if I can forgive him."

"Just give him a chance," Alfredo said.

"Fine," I said.

I stood up and went to Justin's room. I didn't knock. I let myself in, he was laying on the bed in the dark, I saw him look up at me and I sat beside him. He sat up and we were inches apart. All I could do was wrap my arms around him, I buried my face in his chest and he hugged me back, tightly.

When I pulled away he turned on the small lamp and I could see he'd been crying. I'd been crying too. Tears went down my face as I looked at him.

"I'm sorry," he said quietly. "I'm so so so sorry. I was such an asshole and you didn't deserve that at all. You've been nothing but good to me and I don't know what I was thinking."

"But you hurt me Justin," I said. "I don't care if you weren't thinking straight, you said extremely hurtful words to me. Do you even realize that you matter more to me than anyone in my entire life. You're my world Justin and you just crushed it."