Take My Open Heart, It's All I Have To Offer

Chapter 7

Finally Updatin on this story!! :D Enjoy :P

PS : This is PROOF! that I DO NOT stalk Justin, cause I have NO IDEA how, or where he lives, so in my JB stories, he still lives wit his mom, in an aparment, in Atlanta, k ? Deal wit it, cause I honestly don't feel like stalking tonite. lol Plus, I have no idea where Christan Beadles lives...so he'll live in the same apartment.

Got a problem? Sorry I'm the writer. (wow tht makes me sound like a b-i-t-c-h...I'm not.)

At Justin's place, it wasn't what I expected. I imagined him living in a ten story manshion, with buttlers crawling everywhere. A TV nearly touching the ceiling in the living room, and a flat screen in his room, along with a massive king size bed, with feather pillows, and silk bed sheets.

I was way off.

He lived in an apartment. Not as big as a ten story manshion, but it seemed big enough for both him and his mom. Plus a seperate bedroom, which I guess is the guest bedroom, or something.

"Welcome to the Bieber Inn." Justin said, smiling at his joke. I chuckled, and elbowed Kayt, who did the same.

"You don't have to laugh." Justin said. Kayt laughed (for real), and Justin just rolled his eyes. He lead us over to the kitchen, where he tossed us waters. Then he gave us a tour, showing us his room, the guest room, the living room, and kitchen. His mom's room was prohibitied, unless invited in.

"Mom's rules." Justin said before leading us back into the living room, and sitting on the couch.

"Well, that's about it." he said. "Can't think of anything else to show you."

"That's enough for us." I said, taking a seat in the arm chair. Christan took the empty seat on the couch, leaving Kayt standing in the middle of the room. She frowned, and I patted my knee.

"Come on over here, darlin." I said, giggling. Kayt laughed, and took a seat on my lap. She smiled at Justin and Christan, who gave us both weird looks.

"Don't be weirded out." I said. "This happens often." Kayt nodded her head in agreement, and the boys exchanged looks.

"Anyways." Christan said. "It's obvious you guys know about us, how bout you?" he asked.

"Yea, tell us about yourselves." Justin said. I looked at Kayt, giving her a look that said. go-first-please. She smiled, nodding.

"Well, I'm Kayt" she started. "Only child, parents are okay, protective...you know how parents are." she smiled, probably at the thought of her parents, which made me feel even more guilty that I dragged her here.

She continued on how her life had been before this happened, which made my heart drop lower, and lower until it was in my feet.

"And I think that's about up to date." Kayt said, and looked at me, but quickly looked back at the guys.

"Your turn." Christan said. Justin and Christan sat there, paciently, and I was lost for what to say. I gave Kayt a look, and she got up.

"One second." she said, and dragged me into Justin's room. Closing the door, she dragged me into his closet, closing that door, and waited a few seconds before I began to speak.

"What should I say?" I asked. "I barely know them, so I don't think they need to know too much yet." Kayt moved, probably deep in thought.

Suddenly, after a short moment of silent thinking, she snapped her fingers. "Just talk about your life before your dad died!"

"What about after?" I asked.

"Maybe they'll feel bad, and ask for you not to continue.." she said, and I smiled.