Be Alright. {A Justin Bieber One-Shot}

Here you are dear!:D I love you! AND I love this....it's so just .....powerfull. And I really hope you like it!:D 

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_Justin’s P.O.V._

            My life was supposed to be perfect. And really, it was. In every aspect I should be completely happy. I have everything material I could ever want, and an incredibly passionate support system. My fans, family and girlfriend were the only things that kept me grounded. It was more than enough for a really long time. But recently, and I hate admitting this, I just started getting bored. And lonely, really lonely. I started this world tour almost a year ago, which means I left the most crucial part of my existence, my girlfriend Kayleigh Reynolds, at home. She was thousands and thousands of miles away, and it was killing me. I don't know what lit the fuse, but suddenly with her absence 24/7, I changed. Everyone could see it, and I was aware as well. I started partying, goofing off, peeing in mop buckets…being stupid. Scooters convinced I'm just going through a stage, Usher has stopped talking to me, paparazzi won’t leave me alone, my mom is disappointed, my fans are worried, and I feel like Kayleigh is letting go. And I know it's not a stage, it's her, I miss her. I love her. I'm lost without her. We are an ocean apart, and my mind has marked every single mile.

            “Justin, you’re just not yourself anymore” she whispered. Her voice was soft through the speaker of my iPhone. My gaze dropped to the floor, a sigh escaping my lips. “I know babe, I’m sorry.” I could just see her shaking her head. Without warning, emotions I couldn’t control (which was getting too normal to me for my liking) came flooding into my head. And I broke down. This only ever happened with her, too. The tears started drowning my cheeks in a salty blanket. I sucked in a ragged sob. “Baby…” she started. My heart cracked, here comes my breaking point. I don't know if I could handle her letting me go. “Kay, I'm starting to forget the way you look at me, were across mountains and seas, I need to see you” I pleaded. “I need you.” She sighed. I continued, “My world is falling apart. Everyone is losing faith in me, fuck, I’m losing faith in me.” She let out another breath, and I could hear her lips part, “Jay, listen.” I quieted, dragging a hand down my face to wipe away the tears. I was quiet.

            “You know I’m supposed to be the emotionally unstable one in this relationship” she giggled lightly, trying to make light of the situation. It wasn’t working. She was right though, I was supposed to be the one protecting her sanity. The one that was the sunshine on a cloudy day, the only one to break her bouts of depression. Good job, Justin.  She continued, “Everything’s gonna be alright.” I scoffed, she could say that so easily. “I know it's hard, babe, to sleep at night, but don't you worry, because everything’s gonna be alright” she whispered. I loved this girl, a lot, but she was worrying me. Talking crazy about things being alright again. “You remember you telling me that right?” she asked. I thought back. Things were fuzzy, but that might just be the leftover alcohol in my system. “Back when my parents were fighting, and I was so sad, you said…?” she led. I knew this, I spoke as the scene played out in my mind. We were sitting crossed legged on her bed, facing each other. I reached out a thumb wiping her tears and grabbing her cheek to place a kiss on her forehead. I had brought her full pink lips to mine, as the sound of her parents bickering continued in the distance, then whispered it.

            “Through the sorrow and the fights, don't you worry, cause everything’s gonna be alright” I recited, into the mic. “That's right” she confirmed. I prided myself on remembering for this long. That was almost 3 years ago. I paced over to the big open window in the luxurious hotel suite currently occupied by my crew. I was alone in my room. Just a few minutes ago I had been waiting for her phone call, knowing it would be my savior for the evening. “Do you know I would walk a thousand miles to be in your arms?” I asked. She let out a breathy laugh, was she crying too? “So you could hold my heart..” I added. I needed her arms around me, I needed them. More than I needed oxygen to breath. The touch that kept me on Earth. The touch I hadn’t felt in almost a year. “I love you” she proclaimed. My heart thumped deep in my chest. Those words would never get old. “I love you too” I replied. I would scream it to the world with every breath if I could. And it was driving me crazy that I couldn’t see the blush creep onto her cheeks like I knew it was doing. “Listen, Baby, I know it's been a really long night, and it’s gonna be a long day tomorrow” she started. My smile faded…it was time for her to go. “And hey, don't worry about those bright lights, those cameras may want to capture the bad, but give them a smile” she smiled. I could just hear her smile. “You’ve got it” I nodded. I looked up at the moon. “Do you see the moon?” I asked. She laughed, “Yes, Jay.” “Know that I'm looking at it too” I whispered. She giggled again, bringing the smile back to my lips. “Goodnight goofball, I love you” she said happily. “Goodnight beautiful.” I ended the call, throwing myself onto the bed and closing my eyes, letting sleep consume me. Everything’s gonna be alright, I thought. As soon as I see her again. My eyes flew back open and my left hand shot out to the bedside table. I grasped at a pen and my music journal.