#recommended: Just A Fan { Justin Bieber love story }

Chapter Twenty Eight: She's back!

Lucy's P.O.V.

"Justin, i-i uh..., i love you" i finally grow the balls to say, my eyes lowering to the floor once we had made eye contact.

I snapped my eyes back up at him after hearing him chuckling. He put his hands behind his head and stare at me smiling. Why was he smiling? "I love you too" he chuckled at my confused face.

He loves me too?

Yeah, right.

He probably thinks I'm talking about fan-idol love. If he only knew how much more i feel about him than that.

"No, no" i shook my head. "You don't understand" i started saying as i watch him climbing off my bed. He stood now in front of me and smiled.

"You don't understand" he said taking a hold of both my hands, my eyes looking at him confused.

What is he saying exactly?

"You don't have to say you love me. I know you do. Just like you know i love you" he gave my hands a slight squeeze.

And we are back to zero.

"No, i really love you" i tried to reason with him. He can't believe i just love him as a fan loves her idol. It's more than that.

"Lucy just because we spend time together and kiss doesn't mean anything. You are confused" he chuckled awkwardly letting go of my hands and scratching the back of his neck, looking down at his red supras.

I sighed looking away. "You are confused" i mumbled, his eyes snapping up to look at me.

He rolled his eyes. "I have girls telling me they love me every day. In twitter, even when i meet them. You are definitely confused." he shrugged, this whole conversation not even matter to him.

My mouth hung open. Does he really believe that?

I'm in love with you idiot. I wanted to yell at him but nothing came out.

He's obviously not interested. I closed my mouth and looked at the wall behind him as i nodded.

"So..." he trailed off awkwardly, shoving his hands in his pockets, his thumbs sticking out as he licked his lips. "Wanna watch a movie?"

"I think I'm gonna sleep." i walked up to my bed and grab my pajamas awkwardly as i could feel his stare on me.

"Oh, okay" he simply nodded. "See you tomorrow then. Goodnight" he gave me a weak smile, which of course i return, before he disappear from my room.

I let out a long sigh i didn't know i was holding and sat on my bed. My head fall to my hands as i closed my eyes.

Rejected.

That was one of the many feelings that could describe me right now.

Worthless. Not good enough for Justin. That's how i felt.

Wasn't i pretty enough? Smart enough? Funny enough?

What more does he want me to be?

This is who i am and i'm not perfect if perfection is what he is looking for.

Maybe he is not even over Selena yet.

Honestly i tried everything. I was by his side every time he felt sad and cheer him up. I changed his mind so many times when he wanted to just quit. I comforting in every possible way someone can comfort somebody else. And yet he is not over her?

What more can i do?

My eyes filled with tears as a small sobbed left my lips.

I'm desperate.