Dirty Little Secrets...(Justin Bieber Love Story) { UNDER EDITING }

"Love me like you do.."

   ~Christina's P.O.V~

I was just getting out of the shower, trying to clear my mind, but it seems like nothing is working! I tried doing yoga, meditation, dancing, shopping, EVERYTHING! But it seems like everything I do, I just keep thinking of Justin more and more. It's been 2 weeks since I seen or talked to Justin, and he acts as if he doesn't want me anymore. I started to worry. What if he went back to Taylor? What if he doesn't love  me anymore? Did he play me? Did he even love me at all?! All of these questions was bubbling up in my head, making my head hurt. I laid across my bed thinking deeply, until I heard my phone buzz on my nightstand. I was getting a call from......

Taylor........ ''What the fuck is this bitch calling me for?!'' I thought as I looked at the phone with disgust. I was about to ignore it, but I thought for a second..... I'm going to give this Bitch a piece of my mind! I picked up the phone, and I heard heavy breathing, as if she was nervous. Then she finally spoke.

Taylor: "Hello....Christina?" She said nervously.

Me: "What the fuck are you calling me for?" I yelled.

Taylor: "I wanted to apologize but.......You really need to get your attitude in check!" She said with attitude....

Me: "Bitch I don't give a fuck about your dumbass apology, and first of all I don't need to get my attitude in check its just fine hoe!" I said with even more attitude.

Taylor: " What the fuck is wrong with you?! I didn't do anything wrong!" She yelled...

This Bitch made me jump out my body...

Me: " Bitch, first of all you had the audacity to twerk on MY BOYFRIEND" I said putting the emphasis on 'My Boyfriend'. " And smile at him when you were done!!"

Taylor: "It ain't my fault your boyfriend liked it, I mean who wouldn't.." She snickered...

Me: " Okayyy...... I don't get why you think he liked it when you have no ass hoe. You need to sit ya no havin' ass down bitch, you ain't nobody. You ain't nothing but a pussy smellin', no talent havin' ass BITCH! Get the fuck outta here with that shit!" I said out of breath...

Taylor: ..................

Me: "Hellooo bitch, are you still there?" I said snickering, mocking her. Then I heard a long beep. "Her scary ass hung up," I thought smiling but angry at the same time. That Bitch crazy if she thought I was going to accept her dumbass apology. Hecckkkyyy naw!! I put my phone back down on my nighstand, looking red as hell. That bitch got me FUCKED UP! I started to boil and boil by the second, I was thinking...."Maybe he did like it..." I sat on my bed and started to cry, "I give up.." I thought. Then I heard a loud knock on my door, startling me. I stood up and meandered into the hallway, glancing at the door like it was a ghost. Then I heard more knocks..

"Who is it?!" I yelled...

No answer....

"Who is it?!" I yelled getting scared...

No answer....

I finally opened the door, and it was......

Justin..... He looked like he was crying. He had on a white V neck tee shirt with some gym shorts on. But still looking fine as hell......

Me: "Justin what are you doing here?" I said still heated from the conversation not to long ago.

Justin: *Breathing hard* I need....to...talk to...you" He said out of breath.. I folded my arms and looked at him, not giving in so easy...

Me: "There's nothing to talk about Justin..." I said calmly as if I didn't care..

Justin: "Please Chris....Look, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything.." He said regaining his breath.. I wanted to give in soo bad, but I still didn't feel it.