Madelyn
When I walked into the room Justin blinked multiple times. He looked me up and down and I forced myself not to smile. We had so much to talk about. I was scared; his face was so hard to read.
"Madelyn?" Justin said with the looked of shock written all over his face. I laced my fingers together in front of my body and rubbed my thumb over the top of my hand. It's like my brain froze, I had no idea what to do.
"Hey, Justin." I spoke softly and walked a few steps towards him. He shifted in his hospital bed and picked up the remote for what I assumed was the bed. He pushed a button and it raised him up so he was sitting up. He winced in pain and I felt a sharp pain in my chest.
"What're you doing here Madelyn?" Justin said harshly and my heart sunk. I don't blame him for being hostile towards me. I walked further towards him and sat in the chair that was beside his bed. I crossed my legs and fiddled with my hands in my lap.
"I heard about the accident Justin and me, I just wanted to make sure you were okay..." I said and he looked at me in an indescribable way, a way that hurt more than I wanted to show it.
Justin scoffed and muted the TV. I tried so hard to hold back the tears and I wonder how this got so messy? "So the only time you want to see or listen to one word I have to say is when I am lying in a hospital bed?" Justin spoke and I was mute. What am I supposed to say?
"No Justin, it's not like that." I defended and he looked away.
"Then tell me why you're here Madelyn? Don't you have some runway to strut down?" Justin almost yelled and I looked away. Don't cry Mads, don't cry; not now. I turned back to face him and tried to keep a strong ground.
"I came here to see you, Justin!"
"Why now?! I came and tried to see you Madelyn and you didn't even let me get a word in!" Justin said angrily. I stood up from the chair and walked around the room.
"I didn't come here to fight with you, Justin. I'm not fighting with you right now. You need to calm down and relax." I told him trying to stay calm in this situation. Justin took a deep breath and closed his eyes; he laid his head back on his white pillow.
"No Madelyn, you don't get to come back and try to tell me what to do. You left for four years and didn't look back." Justin spoke and I looked up at the ceiling desperately trying to keep the tears in my eyes.
"Okay Justin, I know that you're mad right now so I'm going to go." I knew he was upset and I expected him to be mad. I expected him to lash out. I didn't expect anything less and I know Justin, he will lash out then after he has time to think and be alone he will think clearly.
"Alright Madelyn and don't worry, I won't be surprised if I don't see you for another four years." I nodded in understanding and made my way to the door.
"Get some sleep Justin." I whispered and walked out the door, closing it behind me.
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Bevin, Hannah, Whitney and I all walked into Hanna and Justin's apartment. Apparently we are all staying here tonight... I personally don't see how this is going to work but I guess we will see.
"So I don't know where you guys want to sleep but-." Hannah started before she was cut off by Whitney.
"I'll take Justin's room." Whitney said and I rolled my eyes. Hannah looked between Whitney and me.
"Whitney, we don't really have room for you to stay here. Maybe you should just stay at home tonight." Hannah told her and I sent her a bitter smile. Whitney's smile dropped and she gave me a dirty look, then she picked up her small bag and left without another word.

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ФанфикSequel To The Boy Next Door Madelyn Smith has moved on. Justin Bieber is trying to move on. Madelyn and Justin's paths cross, and everything goes spiraling out of control. "No Justin stop! You can't do this! Please don't do this! I said I was sorry...