From A Player To My Lover. (Justin Bieber Fanfiction)

Chapter 8

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Justin: I am sorry. I didn't mean it like that. You: Sure you didn't! You and Mandy can have each other. Justin we are done for real this time! You start running as fast as you can you don't eve know where you are going. Tears are swelling up in your eyes and streaming down your face. You just kept running and running you just wanted to be as far away from Justin as possible. You finally stopped running to catch your breathe. You had just ran 2 miles. You just plopped yourself on the grass, not caring that you were laying down in the middle of some random park. You clutched your fingers into your skin and just screamed yourself out. Everyone stopped what they were doing. Some girl even dropped her ice cream. They all looked at you like you were crazy; you really didn't care at this point. After a couple of seconds everyone returned to what they were doing. You just laid your head in your lap and went back to crying, you were literally balling your eyes out. You thought to yourself: How could Justin do this to me. He said he loved me. I never want to see his bony ass ever again! Why am I getting so worked up over him? We had only dated for a couple of days. I just really need to forget about him. *Thought ends* All of a sudden you feel someone tapping on your shoulder. You look up your eyes are swollen from all the crying. Your makeup is running down your face. You look a mess. Person: Are you okay? I heard you crying. *He lends his out trying to help you up* You take his hand and he helps you up. You: Not really I just had a really bad break-up. I don't think I will ever be okay. You let out a quiet sigh. Person: Everyone goes through break-ups. Trust me it will get easier as time goes by. You: I hope so. Person: Sorry I didn't catch your name. I'm Collin by the way. You: I'm Haylie. Collin: A beautiful name for a beautiful girl. You blush. You: Thanks. Collin: I know this is bit out of the ordinary. But do you want to get some coffee? It looks like you need someone to talk to. You: I would really like that. (Collin- 16. Average height, blondish- brown hair, has a really nice body you can tell that he works out a lot. He has a really good sense of style.)