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

Chapter Thirty Nine

Lucy's P.O.V.

I looked up at him. Did he just admit that he love me? No. There's no way in hell he would do that. He probably means he loves me like he loves every one of his fans. My lips tingle as he pulled away, asking for more. I was lost for a moment but as those words left his mouth I had slowly started finding myself.

"The fuck you're doing Bieber?" I put both of my hands on his chest and pushed him away. He gave me a questioning look as I lifted my arm and whipped my mouth. I didn't want to feel his touch on me. He was bad, way bad for me.

"Lucy calm down" Susan's voice was heard. She was still sitting behind her desk looking at both of us.

God she had probably saw us kissing. This was so embarrassing.

"You see? This is why I didn't want him to come" I snapped walking away from Justin and laying on the couch near the big window, wanting nothing but to be away from everything and everyone, especially him.

"Justin sit down please" Susan turned her attention back to Justin.

"No" Justin spoke up for the first time. I could feel his eyes on me but there was no way in hell I would ever in a million years look at him back. Not after what he just did.

"I just admitted that I love you and all you have to say or do is... this?" he waved his hands towards my direction. I scoffed, crossing my arms in front of my chest as I refused to stare at him back.

I've had enough.

"Fine then. I don't think I've anything else to say. You can continue with her now doc. I'll see you tomorrow, at the same time" he grabbed his jacket off the couch, sending a last glance at me before leaving, not once looking back.

I sighed once the door was closed.

"What was that all about?" Susan asked, her attention fully on me.

"Oh c'mon. Don't start" I whined.

"No. You don't start. You can't keep pushing him away forever Lucy. Not when you know you feel the same way about him. You're not only hurting him but also yourself."

"Stop right there Susan" I threaten. She doesn't know me. "You can't imagine how much shit he put me through. I can't just pretend like nothing happened and just take him back." I defended myself.

She rolled her eyes. "You know damn well that's not the reason" she said, burning holes on my head as I turned my head to the left and stare out of the window, watching as Justin got into his car looking pissed before droving away.

I sighed, depressed. "Why won't you let yourself be happy?" Susan's voice was softer and calmer now.

I closed my eyes, wishing for things to change and not be that complicate. I was complicated. "I don't deserve him Susan. He is too good for me..." I trailed off looking down at my hands before starting playing with my fingers. "I can't make him happy..."

Susan shook her head but didn't say anything. She knew that words wouldn't comfort me, not now, not ever. We just continued on with our therapy.

***

It's been already a week since Justin came back and we both started attending therapy together. At first I would be really pissed and always try to make him pissed so he would just leave but you could say I'm calmer now. I mean I just gave up. He didn't seem to care what I thought or did so I gave up on trying. If he wants to be a pain in the ass then fine.

"So what's happening with Bruno? I haven't heard you talking about him for a week" Susan said, writing down some notes since Justin has been talking about him for the last half hour. I knew all about him, I mean I was his fan and spend a couple of months with him I could say I knew him better than myself.