The Key (Justin Bieber Fan-Fiction)

Chapter 21: The Key

~Brittany's POV~

"I want to give you this"

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Justin reached into his pocket pulling out a silver necklace.

"May I?" I nodded nervously.

He threw the chain over the front of my body clipping both ends together in the back. I turned back around facing Justin. I grabbed the charm in the middle of the necklace inspecting it.

"I love it. I also love you" Giving Justin a pop kiss.

"I'm glad you like it and like me"

"How does someone not like you"

"You would be surprised" I smiled.

"What is this" I said holding out the charm.

"Its a key"

"What is it for"

"My grandfather gave it to my grandmother. I decided to give it to you since we will get married soon."

"Ummmm yeah. I guess" I said scratching the back of my neck nervously.

"What's the key to?" He lifted his shirt up revealing a tattoo of a heart shaped lock underneath his actual heart. 

"I didn't know you had that tattoo?"

"I recently got it" 

"So what does the key mean"

"It means you have the key to my heart" I smiled and kissed his cheek. I took the necklace off my neck placing it in Justin's hand.

"What are you doing"

"I can't take this"

"Why not?"

"I still feel like you have feelings for Selena"

"I don't" 

"Then you wouldn't mind making out with her tomorrow afternoon and tell me if you have feelings for her"

"Ummmm. That seems pretty wrong"

"I'm letting you do this. Your going to do it"

"Do I have to?"

"Yes"

"I'll prove you wrong"

"I hope"

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I got back to condo, seeing Adela passed out on the couch watching Degrassi. We always watched that show when we were in junior/middle school and high school, or just before we went to sleep. I passed by here body entering my vacant room. I almost forgot how it looked. 

The walls were painted a pale pink, with an Eiffel Tower in the middle of my room painted on the wall. I had always wanted to go to Paris, but never had the money too. Everything in my room was Paris themed. I put my iphone to charge on my night stand and put my bag onto a hook in my closet. I took a deep breath and fell onto my bed. My whole body facing the ceiling just staring at nothing, its was the most peaceful quiet. 

My eyes were falling closed. (Lyrics form directlyrics.com)

It’s the most beautiful time of the year

Lights fill the streets spreading so much cheer

I should be playing in the winter snow

But I'mma be under the mistletoe

I don’t want to miss out on the holiday

But I can’t stop staring at your face

I should be playing in the winter snow

But I’mma be under the mistletoe

With you, shawty with you

With you, shawty with you

With you under the mistletoe

I grabbed my iphone pulling it off the charger and picking up the call placing phone on my ear. Not paying attention to caller ID.

"Hello, Who is this"

"This is management, for Justin Bieber. Is this Brittany"

"This is she" I said to sound sophisticated.

"We need you to stop dating Justin Bieber"

"Excuse me?"

"We need him to get back with Selena. For a short time."

"How short is short"

"6 months. You can date him behind the scenes. You see where I'm going"

"I suddenly don't like management"

"Nobody does."

"Now you know why"

"Listen Brittany, Just don't tell Selena. The whole relationship needs to look real. You will be accompanying him to every event. Just not as his date"

"I understand. Goodnight."

"Sweet dreams"

"Well not anymore" With that I hung up. I charged my iphone and just fell asleep.

Crying. I fell asleep crying.

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