Lucy's P.O.V.
"God damn it Justin, wait!" i called after him.
I was running behind him and towards his tour bus where he was heading. It was night now and the rehearsals were over.
He got inside as he owned a bus on his own and was about to shut the door close behind him when i held it.
"I want to talk to you" i stare at him, hoping he would at least listen to me.
He hasn't talked to me all day since this morning and to say he was mad at me was an understatement.
"What? You suddenly want to talk to me?" he narrowed his eyes at me.
I sighed. "Can i at least explain myself?" i pleaded him with my eyes.
He didn't say anything. He just simply step aside and let me get in.
I closed the door behind me and followed him to where his bed was.
I watch him as he stood still, probably waiting for me to start talking.
I walked to his double bed and sat on it. It was really comfy but that wasn't the time to think that.
"Look, i know I've kept things from you but-" i swallowed.
This was so hard for me. I didn't know what to say or how to say it.
"It's just-" i stuttered again.
"I told you to come when you're ready" Justin eyed me weirdly.
I sighed looking around. "I am ready" i murmured.
"Let's hear it then" he crossed his arms in front of his chest, standing near by his bedroom door, staring at me. Watching me closely, studying my moves.
I felt the temperature rising. It was suddenly getting hot in here. My palms started sweating as my heart beating was increasing.
Justin on the other hand looked as calm as ever.
"Thing is, i don't really like to talk about my life. Especially my family. That's why i haven't told you much about my parents..." i started saying.
"Family issues. I wouldn't know of them" he looked down, upset.
I could tell he has somehow gone through what I'm going through now but my problem is kind of different.
"It's about my dad" i manage to say, my eyes flickering from looking at the floor to stare at his chocolate eyes.
"What about him?" he uncrossed his arms in front of his chest, looking a bit concern.
"He...he is not around anymore..." i felt the hot tears forming in my eyes.
"I don't see my dad much either-"
"No. He, he left us. When i was eight." i interrupt him, making him stop talking and listen carefully at me.
"I haven't see him or heard from him since then" i played with my thumbs.
I must sound so silly right now.
I mean I'm eighteen and still crying over my dad.
How pathetic.
"I....i had no idea.." Justin walked up to me and sat next to me on his bed.
His eyes fixed on mine as i stare at the floor, trying not to cry.
"You've never talk to me about him and when i asked you about him you said something about a business trip" his hand was soothingly rubbing my back.
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