Obsessed. (Justin Bieber Love Story)

Chapter 15

As much as I wanted to grab Selena's hands off my Justin's freaking hot body, I decided to continue taking pictures of them like any other paps do. It's not like I'm not allowed to do this. No one told me not to.

...And no one also told me that I can, but WHO THE BIEBS CARES! I do whatever I want, even if it means to kill myself. This is what I have to do to have my Justin in my arms.

So by the end of the day, I think I took, at least, a thousand pictures of them almost getting at it and rubbing their....stuff against each other.

I guess.

Sitting silently on the Bieb's bed, I took out my laptop and connected my camera to it. And then, I posted sent those pictures to a pap that has been my bestest friend since I started checking what Justin has been up to, lately (A/N: *cough* STALKING *cough* *cough*). When I send those pictures to him, I get $3,000 from the company he works at and five new pictures of my naked Justin for each pic I send him.

Suddenly, I heard the door open to the hotel room and I immediately put my laptop away and sat on the bed, quietly. ....Justin's bed.

The door to the dark bedroom opened and a person turned on the light to the room, filling the bedroom with...light.

Justin, himself, stood at the doorway and staring at me.

Then screamed.

I jumped up from the bed and ran over to him, hugging him tightly and screaming, also. What did he see? A ghost? A demon? An intruder? Where? Maybe it was behind me.

And I continued screaming in terror.

"What happened?!" I cried.

"What are YOU doing here?!" he cried back.

"Who?!"

"You!"

"You?"

"Yes, you!"

"Who's You?"

"You!"

"You?"

"Yes, you!"

"Who's you?!"

"You!"

"...me?"

"Yes, you!"

"Oh..."

"Don't 'oh...' me, Jessy. What the heck are you doing here?"

My gripped on his waist tightened as I stared up into his eyes with tear filled eyes of mine. "S-s-s-selena..." I mumbled, my lips 'trembling'.

His eyebrows pulled together and he suddenly looked concerned.

He pulled me over to the bed, hugging me tightly, and we both sat there while I 'cried' on his shoulder.

"What happened?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.

"Selena...told me that....that....I don't deserve to be with you and...and....that... She'll take you away from me..." I sobbed.

I felt his whole body freeze. "W-what?"

"She told me that you'll soon cheat on me with...her."

I felt his grip around me loosen. "Do you...do you believe her?"

I let out a short laugh and pulled away from him then wiped a 'tear' from me eye with my finger. "Of course not, Justin. But she really hurt my feelings..." I said with a frown.

"And..would you trust me?"

"I'll trust you with all my life, Justin..." I told him with a smile.

Like hell I will.

He looked away and tapped his knee with a finger. He looked like he was thinking really hard. And I wondered about what.

He suddenly turned to me with a smile on his face. "You can trust me, Jessy. And I also trust you with my whole life, also."

I just hugged him tightly, suddenly feeling betrayed and guilt at the same time.

Betrayal for him lying to me.

Guilt because I was lying to him, also.

Was I...falling for a superstar? But this was meant to be a crush.