Lexi's POV
"Justin B-Bieber?"
All I've heard is to stay away from Justin Bieber. Everyone said he's trouble.
I don't want any trouble. I'm a good girl.
"Yes I'm Justin Bieber. Is that a problem."
"Uh n-no."
I fake a cough
"I'm not feeling to well you better go before I get you sick."
"No I won't get sick I'm okay. I can stay and help you."
"No no please go. I'm going to try to get some sleep I'm not feeling well. I just want to be alone."
He sighs and stands up.
"Alright I'm sorry. I'll go."
He hands me a piece of paper.
"Here's my number. If you ever need anything just call me. I'm going to the dinning hall. If you need anything in the next hour I'll probably be there."
I shyly nod and take the small piece of paper.
"Uh thanks."
I watch his every move as he makes his way across the small room towards the door.
"Bye Lexi. See you around."
He looks down and walks out the door. It was almost like he was.........sad. Everyone said he's a tough guy, he's mean and controlling, how he doesn't have a soft side.
They can't be talking about the guy I've been talking to this whole day. The only side I've seen of him is a soft side. Although he was pretty angry when I bumped into him, but when he looked into my eyes his soft side came out.
I shake my thoughts away and lay on my bed. I open the shade to the window that's next to my bed. I open the window so I get some air in then I lay down on my bed and watch out the window.
I watch as a few groups of people walk by laughing with their friends.
Then I see Justin walk by by himself.
His fists clenched, he has a hard face and dark eyes.
Only a few minute ago when he was with me, he had the softest face and the lightest eyes.
A Dude walks by looking down at his phone not paying attention and he bumps into Justin, very slightly. Actually it wasn't even a bump. He just brushed up against justins arm.
The guy just keeps walking minding his own business. And Justin turns around and starts yelling at him.
"Yo! Fucktard! Are you gonna say sorry for slamming into me?!"
"I-I barely hit you. I-I'm sorry."
"Yeah you better be sorry! Get going I don't wanna see your ugly face anymore!"
The guy look at him nervously and runs off.
He didn't react like that with me when i bumped into him. And I bumped into him pretty hard.
Justin walks over to the bench and sits down. He puts his face in his hands and rubs his face.
I watch him carefully.
He wasn't like this when he was with me. He was the sweetest guy ever when he was with me.
But why, why isn't he the mean vicious guy that everyone says he is when he's with me.
He looks up from his hands and looks at my window. He notices me and he makes eye contact with me.
My face gets scared, but his face becomes softer and his eyes become lighter, just like the first time I bumped into him.
I look at him for a second but then quickly turn my back to the window not wanting to look at him.
He's so confusing.
Everyone says he's vicious, which he is, I just saw it. But when he's with me he's a totally different person.
But why?
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