Never Let You Go - A Justin Bieber Love Story.

Chapter 30.

Katie's POV:

Waking up in Justin's bed never felt so right and secure. I snuggled deeper in what I think was his chest. Struggling to keep calm, I took a whiff of his strong cologne and melted into the mattress.

Justin's chest rose up slightly and then back down, my ear planted on his heartbeat and soothing movements of his muscular build.

"I loooove you..." Justin drowned out dramatically, a smile appeared on my once sleepy face.

My mind scattered throughout the memories of last night, a pure beam cleansing and radiating from my face. A light vibration echoed through his room and after it vibrated non stop, I decided to check what it was. I got up slowly, trying not to awake the beast that was sleeping only a few inches away.

Following the vibration, I was lead to his nightstand where his phone rapidly shook on it's maple surface. I picked it up and saw that Caitlin, Chaz and Ryan had sended him multiple texts. Why were Caitlin and Chaz texting Justin? My fingers swiped against the open message on Caitlin's text and I dropped the phone in horror.

She was.. she was sexting him?

I grabbed the phone again and went through his recent messages, old messages, and if I could, future messages. I stared at the screen.. this wasn't the first time she sent them..

"It's not nice to look at other people's phones," Justin said wide awake.

Katie's POV:

I looked up at his beautiful brown eyes. Brown eyes that I trusted, eyes that I loved. Eyes that I thought loved me back. My hand started to shake as I set the phone down on the table. I stumbled back, his eyes turned from happiness to confusion.

"Are you okay?" He asked heaving up from his bed.

That is the last thing I wanted though. For him to embrace me, hug me, kiss me, care for me. Because it was a lie. While I was sitting at my house wanting him, regretting what I said he was living it up with Catlin. Not only am I mad about that though. Just in general Catlin has a boyfriend, and Justin knows that. Chaz Somers. I turned around, opening the door of Justin's room and shutting it behind me.

"Katie?" I heard his muffled yell, block by the door.

I grabbed my phone of the table in the den, about to exit the house.

"What... Where are you going?" He furrowed his eyebrows together.

The sun shined in through the window, reflecting his gorgeous abs. I stared him in the eyes for a while.

"Home." I whispered, I didn't think he could hear me until he reached for me. I pulled away swiftly a bit of anger bubble up inside of me. "Let me go, you don't need me." shifting my eyes from the ground the him.

He shook his head from side to side.

"You don't understand, KadKad." He said, lightly stroking my hair. "You're all I need."

"Really?" I said, a smile cracking on my face. I'm strong. I'm not going to cry in front of or because of Justin Drew Bieber.

"I've been a mess without you. No one can take your place, Katie." He leaned in. "No one" he whispered, his hot breath on my mouth.

I turned around, breaking out of his grasp.

"I think you're getting around just fine." I chuckled.

"Ka-" He started, as I opened his door.

"Goodbye, Justin." I walked out shutting the door behind me.

I walked down the street to my hotel, walking in expecting to see Lesly's eager face. Instead I see a note on the mirror; 'Hey K, I went out text me if you need me! xoxo Lesly' I took out my phone and opened up new text, I definitely needed her right now 'Lesly, I need you right now. It's an emergency, hurry!' I hit send. I learned making it sound like it was really important made Lesly go faster. I wanted her or someone here.

A single tear rolled down my cheek, more followed it. Before I knew it I was bawling. I loved Justin and he just betrayed me. He said he'd never let me go. He lied. 10 minutes later there was a knock on my door. I opened it cautiously just in case it was Justin. I saw my one and only best friend, Lesly. I hugged her, right in the hallway. I didn't give a crap.

"It's okay." She whispered. I pulled back and wiped my eyes.

"Uh, I'm Ryan if you didn't remember."

Katie's POV:

The smile that I shot Ryan looked strained and faked, but I was to upset to even try to cover it up. The welled up tears that would soon again explode from my eyelids were becoming harder to keep in every second we stood there.

"Y-yeah, I remember you. Hi Ryan," I choked out.

"Uhm, Ryan and I were just on a date. But, if you want I can come back and you know," she smiled, but the gleaming beam did not match her eyes as they were begging for me to insist she go on.

I didn't want her to leave. I didn't want her to go. But, I was on earth to please others, weren't we all? I couldn't stand there and tell her, "no you're staying back from your probably-future-boyfriend because my boyfriend is sexting another girl." I couldn't, and even if I wanted too, I wouldn't. Because I, Katie Brooks, was on this earth to please.

"O-oh! You guys go ahead! I'm fine," I sniffled in an attempt to stop my muffled voice.

A look of gratitude washed over Lesly's face and in one swift movement she was gone. She was off with her boyfriend and I was alone, left to be drowned in thoughts of my disaster of a relationship. The only thought my mind could process was: Ice cream. Bucket loads.

Justin's POV:

My hands always digs into my heaps of hair when I'm angry. It's a natural thing that I do when I'm frustrated with something.

I wasn't so much frustrated with Katie, but more with Caitlin Beadles and the sexts that she intended to make Katie see.

I haven't had my phone in what seems like forever - so I had not been notified to Caitlin's little bombard of sexual texts.

Grabbing my phone and calling her number, counting the rings as my jaw clenched, I had a million one things to say to her, a million of them being cruel, despicable comments about her repulsive body.

"Justin, I wasn't expecting a call from you!" she said cheerfully, as if the whole sexting thing had never occurred.

"Don't ever send those vulgar things to my phone again. I saw them today, but not only did I, Katie did too. You're.. disgusting, just go fuck Chaz and stay out of my life. And phone."

I quickly yelled into the phone, hanging up with not a smidge of relief washing over me. I had to go explain to my stubborn girlfriend that I didn't sext her, or even know she was sexting me.

And trust me, if you thought the Caitlin thing was hard - wait until you see me trying to tell Katie that I didn't even know about the pictures until today.

Now, that's going to be hard.