Justin's Pov
It has been 1 year without you , I don't know what to do. I don't know who I am without you. What am I without you ?
Things haven't been the same. Your parents call non-stop checking if you have spoken to me or left any messages. The police gave up on our case say they have way more important cases rather than a 21 year old running off and hasn't been found in a year.
I walked around "our" apartment which now felt like mine, and entered the bedroom. I walked to the dresser and opened the small box that laid on the dresser.
I took out your favorite perfume which was Prada Candy. As I held it up to my nose, immediately it felt as if you were in my presence.
I remembered she use to spray it everywhere around your breathtaking body.
I would kiss you on your neck and the scent of sweet candy traced on my lips and all over her.
I settled down the perfume and grabbed the diamond ring. I remember as if it were yesterday, when it was our 3 year anniversary.
I took you out to dinner and asked you to marry me. You said yes and I was most definitely the happiest man alive. Never have I ever felt this way about someone. She made me feel wanted, and I never felt that way before.
I could not tell if I loved her the first time I met her nor the second or fourth time. But I remember the first moment I looked at her walking towards me and realized that somehow the rest of the world seemed to vanish when I was with her. She was really my everything.
I laid in the bed, staring at the ceiling, waiting for something to happen. I decided to clean up due to having tons of boxes with Lauren's belongings. I pulled a small draw from under the bed and found a small journal.
It was small, black and leathered. On the front of it was the words "To my love - Justin" written in black sharpie
Of course I was speechless, and felt stupid that I had just found this.
I threw my self onto the bed not caring about any of Lauren's things and opened the journal.
Little did I know, what was lying in this journal, was this going to tell me where she was ?
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love, lauren - justin Bieber fan fiction
Fanfiction"I know the colour of your bedsheets and I know the name of your little cousin. I know the lines from songs that make you want to cry. I know about all your silly little habits. I know that you write with your left hand and the story behind the scar...
