A Player Felt Love (A Justin Bieber Fanfiction)

Chapter 9: What Did I Just Do?

(Femke’s P.O.V)

“So, I heard you’re next on Justin’s list” I heard someone mumble in my ear as I turned around and came face-to-face with this gorgeous girl. She must be the ‘It’ girl of the school. She was wearing a mini skirt with high-heels. She said this more like a threat while looking at me with one eye brow raised.

“What? Who said that?” I asked, fully concentrated.

“It’s all over the school. The ‘hot’ news of the time” she said, cleaning her nails as she talked to me. She wasn’t looking at me; her concentration was on her nails. Like she was perfect.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about” I mumbled as I turned around to leave but she grabbed my wrist and turned me back to her.

“Don’t ditch me! And stop pretending like you don’t know! It’s OBVIOUS you like him! He’s just gonna use you like he used everyone else! The only person he ever loved or will ever love is me! And it will always be me! Stay away from him, blondie!” she growled at my face. By this time, everyone passing by had stopped and was watching the drama. I shrugged my hands away from her grip as I shot a glare at her before turning around and storming away from the place. If it wasn’t for my awareness of my self-respect, I would’ve started beating the guts out of her. Damn self-respect. I was fuming by the time I reached home. This girl already got the best of me. Well, not really but she kind of did.

“Honey! How was your day at- Femke? What’s wrong? Is everything alright? What happened?” mom asked the moment I stepped inside the house. She noticed the disturbed look on my face and bombarded me with these questions. But I was too pissed to care about anything else. I just dropped my bag on the corner of the front door and rushed upstairs to my room, slamming the door behind me. The moment I slammed the door behind myself, I clutched onto my hair, trying to calm myself down. I swear, if I ever saw that bitch again she wasn’t going to leave that place without a broken face. I mean it, a broken face.

“Femmy?” mom knocked gently at the door. “Is everything alright?” she asked.

“Not now mom” I growled as I flopped myself on the bed, sighing loudly as I threw a pillow on my face.

“Did something happen today?” she asked as she slowly opened the door and closed it behind herself.

“I said not now” I replied, not lifting the pillow up from my face.

“Did you get bullied? Did someone tease you? Did you get in a fight?” she asked. I shot myself up from my bed and stared at her.

“I’m just stressed because of school and need some time alone! Don’t you get the hint? Gosh, mom!” I angrily rolled my eyes as I shot back on the bed in the same position. There was quietness for a while and then I heard the door slightly opening and closing. Mom left. I sighed as I realized I had to quit letting my mood get the best of me and I had to stop snapping at everyone I saw.

I slowly sat straight up and stared at the door, blankly. Not knowing what to do now. My life was not less than hell at the moment. I officially had a new bully. Just the person who was missing in my school life. (A/N: her bully isn’t Justin, it’s Angelica. Just in case you thought it was Justin she was talking about!)

(Chaz’s P.O.V)

“What?! No! No way Hareem! I am NOT breaking up with you!” I yelled as I stared at her with wide-eyes. She just asked me to breakup with her. I have no idea why but it was driving me crazy.

“Please Chaz! Try to understand! It’s for the best!” she replied, looking in my eyes with a look of beg. I shook my head vigorously as I pace back and forth the road. “You would if you love me!” she finally exclaimed. My gaze shifted from the ground to her eyes as I stared at her in disbelief.

“Why would you say that?” I asked in a whisper as some tears sprung hit my eyes. She sighed as she looked down. “WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT?!” I yelled on top of my lungs, not believing she was actually doing this. She flinched at the harshness of my voice, not looking up.

“I’m sorry..” she whispered. She had started sobbing as well. But if it hurt her so much, why was she doing this?

“But why?” I choked out.

“Chaz p-please. Don’t make this harder than it already is” she whispered, her gaze still fixed on her shoes. As if I was her master and she was my slave.

“Would you at least have the decency to tell me the reason?” I exclaimed, looking around, trying to wake up from this nightmare.

“You and I aren’t good together, Chaz. I don’t feel the sparks anymore..” she trailed off. She was lying. I knew she was. But why? I didn’t know that. I was dying to figure out.

“WHAT?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME? WE ARE PERFECT, HAREEM!” I yelled again. I ran my hand through my hair and clutched it into a fist, letting some tears out.

“Ch-Chaz, p-please! I wanna b-break up!” she choked in between sobs. I shook my head wildly.

“That is NO excuse, Hareem! That’s just a lame reason!” I sobbed. She looked down, shaking her head as she continued sobbing. Why was she doing this?

(Hareem’s P.O.V)

I had to do it. I had to lie. No matter how much I loved him. No matter how much he meant to me. But I was ruining his friendship with Justin, Ryan, and Christian. I was just making him more depressed. I couldn’t live with this pain that I was ruining his friendship with the people whom he had spent his whole childhood with. I just couldn’t.

“I made my point c-clear, Chaz. N-Now it’s your fault that y-you can’t accept it. I have to go n-now. Goodbye” I said in the best way to show it didn’t matter to me. But I epically failed. Chaz stared at me blankly, not knowing how to stop this. I didn’t want to do it. Believe me, it was hurting me so much. But it was for the best.

“I- I don’t believe this..” he muttered in a whisper, not looking away from me. “I can’t believe you!” he yelled this time. This was enough pain for me so I quickly turned around and started running away from the place. I ran as fast as I could, crying my guts out. Leaving Chaz behind, on his knees crying his heart out just like me. What we had was so real, yet so less. I did what I thought was best. But my feelings for Chaz were so deep, so real. I felt my knees go weak as I fell. Clutching onto my chest where my heart was aching. I couldn’t believe what I just did.

I couldn’t believe I left Chaz.

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