Chapter Five:
                              Jennifer's Point Of View:
                              I felt myself blush and look down at my lap as Justin sent a smile my way. Weird, I know! Ever since I broke up with Jon, which was about three days ago, I've been getting weird feelings about Justin.
                              I think its weird.
                              'I hate him!' I always used to say. But now.. I know that I don't. I mean, he can be annoying, but in a funny way.
                              'That should be me
                              Holdin' your hand
                              That should be me
                              Making you laugh'
                              Justin sang. He's an amazing singer.. UGH! I can't help it!
                              He's just.. so sweet. And funny.. And cute. Ugh! But.. I mean, his perfect hair, the way it kind of just flows to the right. His chestnut-colored eyes, that have a sparkle when you look into them, especially when he's laughing.
                              And his smile. Oh gosh, his smile is just so perfect. I mean, they are just pearly whites! So amazing. And he never had braces!
                              How is it possible for someone to be that beautiful?! It's like.. Perfection.
                              Shout out to Pattie and Jeremy for not using a condom!
                              Oh my gosh! What is wrong with me?!
                              You like Justin, dumbass- My mind spoke. I sighed. Because I knew that it was true. Yea, I guess I might have a tiny crush on Justin..
                              "Jen!" I heard him yell, ripping me out of my thoughts. 
                              "What?" I looked up at him. 
                              "You zoned out!" Justin laughed, making me chuckle.
                              "Whatever. Are you done?" I asked. He nodded. 
                              "Yea, but Scooter said that you need to get home.. And I have something to do, but I'll be over as soon as i'm done." He said, checking his watch. 
                              "Alright." I said, standing up.
                              We walked over to the door and left. He took me home, and as he said, he left right away.
                              Hmm.. now what should I do?
                              *** -An Hour and a half later...-
                              "Jen!" I heard Justin call. I smiled slightly. Oh my gosh, i'm whipped! I laughed to myself, the thought of me being whipped being funny. I continued reading my book, since he would come in here after he realizes that i'm not in the living room or kitchen.
                              And he did. I heard the door open, and my jaw dropped. "I'm going to kill you!" I exclaimed, dropping my book -Thank goodness for bookmarks, huh?- and began to run after him. He ran away, and went down the stairs. I followed after him.
                              "You're dead!" I yelled, and heard him laughing. We ran around the living room, and he ran back up the stairs.
                              Gosh, I have to work out more.. But I ran after him, and slipped into his room before he can shut the door. I gasped as I covered my mouth, and Justin burst out laughing. "No.." I whispered.
                              "Justin!" I yelled. 
                              "What?" He laughed at me. 
                              "Y-your hair!" I yelled. 
                              "You don't like it?" He asked. 
                              "You cut it you idiot!" I said. 
                              "So you don't like it?" He playfully pouted. 
                                      
                                   
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•DISCONTINUED• As Long As You Love Me
FanfictionJennifer Braun is the daughter of Scott 'Scooter' Braun. The 16 year old has an okay life. Or so people think. Jennifer's mom passed away when Jennifer was only 11 years old. As you know, Scooter manages Justin Bieber. The sweet and caring boy. O...
 
                                               
                                                  