A Player Felt Love (A Justin Bieber Fanfiction)

Chapter 1: Just Another Game

Acknowledgements

Justin Bieber.

Beliebers.

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Wattpad Readers.

Femke De Keyser. @FemkeElise on Wattpad. (My internet best friend.)

 

I’d like to thank all of you out there, reading this, for taking your precious time out to read my story. I hope you like it and it helps you in some ways. That’s always my main purpose of writing. :)

 

[Under Construction]

This story is under heavy construction and is going through strict changes as a lot of vocabulary and sentences are being fixed. If you read/observe anything wrong with the grammar, or you find any sentences childish or anything wrong vocabulary-wise, I apologize.

Welcome to my first ever book, fellow Wattpad-ers. ;) I hope you enjoy!

(Justin’s P.O.V)

“Bieberrrr! 'Sup man?” Chaz yelled from the hallway as he made his way towards my locker pushing the kids aside.

“Could've been better. You tell?” I asked as we bumped fists.

“Still getting things worked out with Chanelle.” he chuckled as he opened his locker. I shot him a small grin as I closed my locker and started moving towards my class.

“Still getting things worked out? I thought you guys broke up last week.” I said.

“Oh, we did! But she’s the only one who’s into me at the moment. I need someone man. The others-”

“Already know about your cheapness?” I ended his sentence for him as we stopped in front of our class.

“You could say that.” Chaz winked at me. “Man, I don’t think we should really go in class right now. It’s too- mainstream.” he rolled his eyes.

“Going to class on time is mainstream? Damn, I agree with you.” My normal arrogant way of talking was in its place as Chaz nodded and we left the school building. We got to the playground of the school. Bunking class. Yep, that’s the usual us. Bunking around, goofing around, jerking around, flirting around, partying around, clubbing around, around around. That’s our life.

“Where did Christian and Ryan die?” I asked as I bounced the ball, we were in the middle of the basketball court by now. Yeah, we are fast walkers. Not so thug, eh?

Bounced the ball. I got a dirty mind.

“Ryan’s at his grandma’s and Christian-, well he never gave me a hint.” Chaz said as he took the ball from my hand and gave a shot.

“Probably hooking up with a girl. Maybe Angelica,” Chaz laughed as I said this.

“You know, you should find someone for yourself too, Justin. This thug life ain’t gonna stop. But I’m sure you need a laaaddyyy in the bed next to you, eh?” Chaz nudged my shoulder and gave me a wicked smile. I pushed him away and chuckled.

“I can get any laaaddyyy in bed next to me.” I mocked him and continued to shoot at the basket before he snatched the ball from the hands, making me turn to him in annoyance. "What?!"

“Seriously, Justin, this is so unusual of you!” he complained. This dude was the only one in our whole group who was always hanging on my ass, begging me to get a girl.