His Inspiration (A Justin Bieber Fan Fiction)

Chapter 10

* Felicity's POV *

I had spent the night at Hannah's to tell her about Justin and I. But not everything. That phone call from Chaz made me feel better and not to let me think that my decision was all wrong.

"Hey Felicity, wanna hit the mall?" Hannah asked.

"Uh no thanks, I should head home." I said.

"Felicity, you can't mope around all day depressed because of Justin. You guys didn't even date so move on and chill with me." She replied.

"Fine." I rolled my eyes.

We hopped into her car and started to head to the mall as I starred out the window. It was awfully quiet between us.

"What's wrong now Felicity?" Hannah asked sarcasticly.

"I miss him." I said.

"Felicity, it hasn't even been a fucking day." She yelled.

"Hannah, you don't know what i'm feeling. You think you do but you don't. We were starting to get to know each other and start to like each other.. I think. And I ruined it all, I ruined his life." I threw my hands up in the air and I told her, she still doesn't know the truth about Justin.

"You're ridiculous, you only known him for two months." She sneered.

"You know what? Pull over." I said.

"What?" She questioned.

"I said pull over." I spat.

She pulled over and I hopped out of the car.

"God dammit, what are you doing Felicity?" Hannah said annoyed.

"Leaving your ass." I yelled as I slammed her car door.

"You're doing this because of some boy you barely know? Remember when we said we wouldn't let guys come between us? Well, that's exactly what you're doing." She stated.

"He's not some boy Hannah, he makes me feel like myself." I said.

"And I don't?" She sneered.

"Fuck you." I said as I walked off and gave her the flip of my middle finger. I heard her curse under her breath but I honestly didn't care.

I walked home to the place I absolutely hate. I shouldn't even call it home. I wish I could go to Justin's but i'm unwelcome now because of my stupid big mouth. But then I realized I left my car at Hannah's when I made it in our driveway.

"Fuck!" I cursed under my breath.

I made my way to Hannah's and hopped into my car. I noticed Hannah's car wasn't there so she must of went to the mall without me anyways. I started to head home. Once I got there I slowly opened my front door and no one was home. Yes. I love it when nobody is home. I headed up to my room and sat on my bed. I was thinking of Justin and wondered how rehab was going for him. I missed him. A lot. I then felt a tear roll down my cheek and I started to  sob in my pillow.

"This is all my fucking fault!" I screamed as I threw my pillow across the room. 

I looked over at the painting Justin has been helping me with. I decided I should work on it since there's nothing else to do. I picked up my paint brush trying to paint dance pointe shoes. Dance is my life. I tried to paint and it wasn't turning out. I needed Justin. And this paint only made me think of Justin and I only wanted to stop thinking about him.

I looked over at my phone debating if I should call him or not. I decided I should. So I got up off the seat and made my way over to my night stand where my phone laid.

I dialed his number and anxious for him to pick up.

"Hey this is Justin, I can't get to the phone right now, just leave a message and i'll get back to you as soon as possible." His voice made my heart melt.. if only he answered.

"Uh hey Justin, It's Felicity. I know you probaby hate me and i'm so sorry for what I did. I was just trying to do what was best. I was wondering if I could visit you soon? I miss you." I breathed against my phone.

I can't believe I told him I missed him. But I always speak the truth out loud. And me missing him was the absolute truth. I can't live without him. I think i'm falling in love with Justin Bieber