Nurture. (A Justin Bieber's FanFic)

23;Bad girl

Justin's POV

I lay in my bed and stare at the ceiling as I start thinking of the only thing that I think of, Isabelle.

It's been almost two weeks and we haven't talk. Did I try to talk to her? No. Did she try to talk me? No neither.

I keep thinking if I would've ever hurt her if Ryan hasn't showed up. And I haven't found an answer. I care for Isabelle, and if me being friends with her may hurt her, then no I won't risk it.

Though deep deep down inside, I know I won't be settled down without her. All i've been doing for the past months is hanging out with her, and now it all vanished, so quickly.

I miss her, I miss her a lot.

And for the past days I've been dreaming of her, not like any normal dream, I've been dreaming about sleeping with her which is weird and really uncomfortable. Maybe they're not dreams maybe flashbacks?

My phone vibrates cutting off my thoughts, I take it out and unlock it noticing Ryan has sent me a message.

Gym, 9AM?

I look at the clock and notice it's 8:30 AM, I sigh and text back

I'm coming.

I need a way to let all my frustrations go, sitting here in my bed won't benefit me in any way. I get up and slip on my sweatpants, and a shirt, I make myself ready and go downstairs wanting to eat something. After I'm all done, I take my car keys and leave the house.

I park the car in front of the gym building, and head inside.

I come inside the gym and freeze when I see Ryan talking to Isabelle, I feel something weird in my stomach rises. Shit.

I've seen her in these two weeks from my window when she went to parties, every night. But I wasn't that close to her, and seeing her this close is making me uncomfortable. I don't know what to say or do.

Ryan suddenly looks at me and smiles widely "hey man, what's up?" He says and gives me a bro hug, I give him a death glare, I look at Isabelle "morning Isabelle" I say awkwardly, "morning" she says in a low voice. Yeah, we're still not Okay.

"I'm going to warm up a little bit, see you guys later" I say awkwardly and leave. I start warming up, and I find myself wanting to tire myself as much as possible.

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I bring the towel to my forehead and wipe off the sweat that is coming out of my skin. I drink a sip of water, and take a deep breath. I've been in the gym for two hours now, and Isabelle is still here, we haven't talked but I did look at her from time to time.

I notice how she got fitter in these two weeks, and stronger. She's become more social as I see her with a group of guys.

I look at her and notice she's fighting with Taylor and he's teaching her self-defense. I stare at those two when Isabelle tries to punch him, he holds her hand and twirls it then place it on her stomach and he pushes her against his body making himself a winner.

I feel rage growing inside of me, seeing him this close to her. I see her resting her head on his shoulder taking deep breaths, I glare at her, what's happening between those two?

I hurry head towards the showers wanting to just have a cold shower, a very cold one.

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I tie the laces of my nike and get up holding my bag, I open the door when I hear Taylor's voice, "Today there's a party, in Tamara's. Be ready at 9"