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

Chapter Forty Five

Lucy's P.O.V.

I sighed running my hands through my hair as I stared at my laptop's screen for the millionth time. Everyone was talking about it. Our photos were all over the internet. Every single magazine, all over twitter was about it. I bit down on my lip shaking my head.

It's too early for people to know about 'us'. Some of his fans were dealing with it just fine but some others were just, so mean. I couldn't even look at the screen right now so I shut it close. I stood up and walked up to my living room's window.

Shit.

I quickly backed away. They were still outside. Hundreds of paparazzi were outside, screaming, holding up their cameras and taking pictures of my house. I had already called my mum and told her not to come home since she wouldn't be able to get in. She went to Pattie's for a while. How long are they going to be here?

I was so scared. I'm all by myself in here. What if they manage to break in? Gosh I was shaking badly.

It was my entire fault. I shouldn't have convinced Justin to go out in public without security yesterday. None of this would have happened if we had just stayed inside.

Suddenly the screams increased. I frowned. What was happening?

"Back off" I heard a familiar voice saying. Wait, that voice. It sounded so familiar. It belonged to Kenny.

What?

What is Kenny doing here?

I slowly walked up to my door and put my ear on it trying to hear what was happening outside. I heard a few soft knocks before a voice whispering 'Lucy open up'

I smiled, opening the door for Justin to step in. I immediately shut closed the door not wanting anyone else to come in.

I heard Justin sighing from relief before I felt his arms wrapping securely around me. I hugged him back as tight, burring my head on his chest.

"Are you alright?" he whispered, his eyes staring down at me. I nodded, still shaking.

"Don't worry. Kenny and some other bodyguards are outside, taking care of this" he sighed, taking my hand in his and walking us both to my couch. He sat down first before pulling me up to his lap. I smiled, laying my head on his shoulder. I let him play with my dark hair, closing my eyes and taking in his scent.

"I'm sorry. I never thought it would get this crazy" he apologized, taking a deep breath after doing so.

"It's not your fault. I should have never taken you out without security..." I trailed off, pursing my lips.

"It doesn't matter. We did have fun and that's what's important" he gave me a big smile which I gladly returned.

"Would you like to go upstairs cause the screaming are pretty loud here..." Justin offered, looking down at me worried.

"Yeah.." I nodded, standing up. We both made our way to my bedroom, Justin sitting on my bed as I took a sit on a chair.

"So, how are your fans dealing with it?" I bit down on my lip, my eyes scanning the whole room before landing on his.

He gave me a devious smile. "Like you don't know..." he stood up. "I know you have twitter, remember?" he took a few steps closer to me.

"I think you should make clear to them what we are..." I looked down.

"I can't just tweet them that I am in a relationship with someone who-"

"But we are not in a relationship. We are simply friends, right?" I looked up. His eyes were burning in mine.