One Chance (JUSTIN BIEBER FanFic)

Honesty

I really need to get my number changed. It's been ringing like crazy for the past two weeks. And yes it's from Justin. I don't understand how he doesn't understand that leave me alone means leave me alone. He needs to go back to Serena or who ever the hell texted him that day. God how could I have been so stupid. Then I slept with him! I was disgusted with myself.

"Get it together Michelle", I said jumping off the bed and storming into the bathroom. I leaned both of my hands against the counter top and took deep breaths. Ever since that day, I can't get him out of my head. I feel him everywhere, his hands on my waist, my breast, running his fingers through my hair. I whipped my eyes open, unaware I closed them in the first place. But this is what Justin does. He's a celebrity. This is what they do. So I don't know why he keeps calling me. He got what he wanted. I won't make that mistake again with him or any other guy for that matter.

I walked into the room and layed on my bed. My phone starting ringing again. Justin. I rolled my eyes as I reached over and turned it off. I turned my tv on and flipped through the channels until I decided to just settle on spongebob. What can I say I like cartoons. I was giggling and enjoying my night until I heard a light tap on the window. I thought maybe it was a branch from a tree until I heard another. Only this time it was clearly a knock. I squinted my eyes as I tried to make out the dark figure on my balcony.

I furrowed my eyes as I threw the blanket off and slowly trudged to the window. "What Bieber?"

"Chelle, baby open up. Its cold out here."

I hesitantly unlocked my window to let him inside. I rolled my eyes as I sat on the edge of my bed.

"Should have let your ass freeze", I mumbled lowly.

"Babe. I'm sorry. Let me explain please. It's not at all what you're thinking."

"Hmmm.. what am I thinking? That I opened myself up to you? My mind, my spirit, and most importantly my body. And all for what? Nothing! I was just some quest to you. You won Justin so why don't you just leave me alone now? You've gotten what you wanted. So go fuck on the bitch you were supposed to meet that night!"

"Oh my God! Will you just listen to me? I fucked up okay. But I wasn't going to go to that girls house to have sex. I haven't seen her in months. She texted me earlier in the week asking to see me. I only said maybe. I know I should have said no but I didn't know you liked me the way I liked you. I didn't know we would grow this close. I didn't know that I could care so damn much about a person Michelle. But I do. I care about you. I miss your laugh, your smile, your attitude. I miss waking up to you and buying you breakfast. I just miss you dammit! Please give me another chance. Please."

The last part came out as sort of a whisper. He bowed his head and I was at a loss for words. I wasn't sure if he meant what he said or not. I felt dirty, betrayed even. We had just made it official and already there's this much drama? Was I willing to let my life get flipped upside down for him? I'm not sure. But was I willing to not take the risk and let him go forever? I'm not sure either. I just had to be sure.

"I don't believe you." I tested. He walked over to me and kneeled down in front of me, taking his phone out of his pocket.

"Here", he said as he handed it to me. I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Justin I'm not taking this."

"Well Michelle if this is the only way to prove I'm telling the truth then so be it. Take it. Go through the messages."

I sighed and took a deep breath as I reached for the phone. Great. Now he has a password. Sneaky, but I brushed it off.

"Umm I don't know the password", I said shakily. Anxious to see what I'd find out about this girl. He smiled at me.

"Its my birthday baby."

I felt so embarrassed, "Justin... I don't know you're birthday." I put my head down causing his smile to grow bigger than ever.

"Thats what I like about you, you can get to know me from scratch. Its 030194." He stated matter of factly.

I typed in the code and clicked on his messages. I looked at him for reasurrance before I clicked on that chicks name. He nodded encouraging me to go forward as he placed his head on my lap. I scrolled up to read the messages from the week prior to our argument. And from what I saw it looked like Justin was telling the truth. I felt awful for not taking his word but then again I can't just let my guard down with a famous pop Singer. I even saw that she had still been trying to contact him and he hadn't responded to any of her messages. That made me feel great. I didn't even need to see the rest of the messages as I handed the phone back to him. My eyes shared a look of sadness.

"Well?" He spoke softly with pleading eyes. I didn't respond. I just stared at him. He looked disappointed.

"Are you mad at me for telling her maybe? Baby I'm so so so sorry, I never intended to go over there. I know I should have said no Michelle, I just need you to give me another shot, if you don't I just.. I..."

I shut him up by grabbing his face and mashing his lips into mine. God how I've missed these lips. He was taken a bit back at first but he relaxed into the kiss as his hands roamed through my long flowing hair. He stood up leaning over me, not breaking our kiss for a minute. I layed on the bed as he rested himself gently on top of me. Our tongues entwined as we shared the passionate kiss we had desperately been missing.

He placed a Peck to my lips once more before moving away. We both stared in each others eyes, not wanting to ruin the moment. He brushed a strand of hair behind my ear.

"Does this mean you forgive me?" He smiled showing that cute little dimple.

I leaned up, placing a soft kiss right on his lips. "Does that answer the question?"

He nodded as he rolled onto the side of me and wrapped his arms around my waist. Bringing me closer to him.

"Wait one more thing." I grabbed his phone putting in the code once more and put the camera on selfie mode. I snapped a photo of myself and set it as his screen saver.

Justin looked just as lost as ever until I handed him his phone back. He had the cheesiest smile plastered onto his face.

"There. So now if any of your side hoes see this. Then you're screwed." I smiled proud of myself.

He smirked, "OK Chelle but I can just change it once I leave here you know."

The biggest glare I could muster up appeared on my face and he laughed right in my face.

"You're cute when you're mad babe. I was kidding, I'm never changing this, you look too beautiful."

He placed a kiss on my forehead causing me to blush. I laid on the bed and rewrapped his arms around me, focusing back on the television.

"Cartoons? Really Chellie?" Curse Mel for telling him that nickname.

"What Bieber. I like cartoons. They are relaxing. Thank you very much."

"I don't care what we watch. As long as you stay wrapped in my arms like this forever."

"Well technically we can't stay like this forever because I'd need to shower, and eat, and brush my teeth, and change clothes, and..."

"OK OK OK I get it Michelle. Jeez you can be such a smart ass sometimes", he placed a gentle kiss on my forehead.

"But I'm your smart ass", I smiled.

"Yes you are baby. All mine. Nobody else's. Don't forget that."

"Yea. Yea. Hush kid. Spongebob is on now."

I could feel his light chuckle as he gripped me tighter and turned his focus on to the television. Justin may not be perfect but neither am I. It may be early in the relationship but I can already feel the bond of trust building up. I like him and he likes me so that's all that matters.