As Long As You Love Me - A Justin Bieber Love Story

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5.

Dylan’s POV;

I pulled back into the parking lot, just as the football players started making their way to the car, and leaving the school. This whole, “half date,” with Vince had been giggles and laughs. He was such a comedian. I parked my car and said, “Thanks for cornering me and making me drive you to our date.”

Vince laughed, “Don’t act like you didn’t enjoy it. Plus, your car is all eco-friendly. Mine is all, I’ll populate your air and kill you.”

I couldn’t help but laugh, “I don’t know, I kind of like big trucks.”

“You know what they say, the bigger the dudes truck-”

“The smaller the-”

“Whoa, don’t go there; I just might have to kill you.” Vince smiled. “But, hey, I have to go anyways. I don’t want to cause any trouble between you and your brother.”

I watched him get out my car, but he quickly made his way over to my window. I rolled it down and poked my head out a little, “Yeah, what’s wrong?” I asked.

“It’s just…I don’t want to be too forward but…may I kiss you?” I couldn’t even trust my mouth, I just simply nodded my head when Vince caught my lips with his and kissed me softly. It was a slow, tender kiss that was over far too soon. When he pulled away, my eyes fluttered open and he looked just as taken aback as I did. “Good night Dylan.” Vince whispered, making his way towards his truck.

Justin’s POV;

Ryan and I watched Vince kiss Dylan and I don’t think anyone knew how badly I wanted to run out there and kick his ass for even taking her out of my sight for too long. I know I wasn’t in any position to talk and I know I told Dylan I would back off but not anymore. When I saw Vince’s truck trail out of the parking lot, Ryan and I made our way outside. Ryan walked to Dylan’s car and got in slamming the door. I did the same.

“Whoa, watch how you close those doors; you can tear it off the hinges!” Dylan yelled at the both of us. We just didn’t care about it to even acknowledge her. “What’s wrong? You both look like you could kill someone.”

“Drive me home, and then take Justin home.” Ryan muttered, staring out the window as Dylan pulled out the parking lot.

“Why don’t I just take Justin home first?” Dylan countered.

“Look, just take me home dammit! I’m tired and I don’t want to talk to be bothered right now!”

Dylan looked at me from the rearview mirror and I couldn’t look away from her pleading eyes. I had to say at least something, “Ryan, just let her take me home first, it’s cool.”

Ryan turned to look at me, “Shut up Justin, just shut up and sit back.” The look in his eyes told me not to say a word, so I didn’t. I just nodded my head and accepted the fact that I couldn’t save Dylan from everything.

The ride was a long quiet one though, and when Dylan pulled into the driveway, Ryan didn’t even wait for the car to come to a complete stop before he got out the car, slamming the door shut behind him. I slowly got out and walked over to the passenger side, closing my door lightly this time, and buckled my seat belt.

Dylan sighed and looked at me, “He saw the kiss.” It didn’t come out as a question, but I nodded anyway. “He has no right to be mad.” She said, more to herself than me, so I just stayed quiet. “I’m his sister, but he treats me as if I’m an ex-girlfriend he forever called dibs on.”

“Ryan just wants what’s best for you.” I muttered.

“You’re mad too, so don’t feed me that.” Dylan snapped.

“Hey, I just want what’s best for you too. I’m not mad okay? I’m just a little jealous.”

“Jealous? Please, you don’t know the meaning of the word. You have females all over you, all the time. It’s me, someone you’ve known forever, you can’t get jealous.”

Now, I was getting heated, “If you didn’t notice Dylan, I’ve been hitting on you ever since I could remember. You always took it as a joke when I always hinted that I was into you. You just pushed me aside and didn’t want to realize that maybe, just fucking maybe, you like me too.”

“Me like you? No, Justin I know for a fact that I don’t like you. Hitting on me? That’s exactly why I don’t like you. You can’t be serious for two seconds and fess up about how you feel. I used to like you, for a while, those feelings were mutual, when you were sweet. Now, you’re just an egotistical jerk, and I don’t want that as your boyfriend. You’d have to try a lot harder to be with me.”

“When I was sweet, you wouldn’t give me the time of day.”

“Even if we both did fess up about how we felt, you know Ryan wouldn’t have allowed it.”

“What if…what if Ryan did allow it?” I mumbled.

The car came to an immediate halt, “What?”

I cleared my throat, “I said what if Ryan did allow us to date? What if I changed for you, and showed you that I can be the kind of guy you want?”

The car started to move again, but slowly. I watched Dylan’s face and scanned it for any kind of emotion but there was nothing…nada. I hated that she was so good at hiding her emotions from people. “I don’t know…I really like Vince. I have since freshman year. He never really proved that he really wanted me until now.”

“Don’t you think that’s a little strange?” I asked. I knew it wasn’t strange. Not at all. He was like me, Dylan was so perfect and flawless, she could be intimidating to some people, some guys, and they would just back off. I know plenty of guys that had a crush on Dylan. Who wouldn’t? The girl is beautiful, and smart and talented. Her laugh was like music and she was just any guys dream girl.

“What’s strange?”

“That all of a sudden, out of nowhere, this guy wants you.”

“I don’t find it strange at all. Maybe he was just nervous, or I don’t know. But, I trust Vince.” She pulled to a stop in front of my house.

I sighed, “Just know I’m not giving up Dylan, I’m not going off to college knowing that some other kid has you and I don’t…I’ve had enough nights wondering what it would be like having you as my girlfriend.” Before she could say a word, I got out her car and closed the door, striding towards the door.