Hating The Truth (Justin Bieber story) [loving the lie sequel]

"I don't want to end up like that."

Chapter 1

I looked away awkwardly as Justin frowned at me. We'd been in the drug store for 10 minutes and had just finished another argument on whether we could handle a child and, of course, I'd said no but Justin wouldn't let it go.

"is it me?" Justin sighed clearly trying to make me feel guilty.

"yes, of course." I said sarcastically as I walked down another isle looking for the morning after pill I so desperately needed.

"no, answer seriously." Justin sighed and quickly stood in front of me, blocking my exit.

"look." I said quietly as I pointed to a woman struggling to quieten her new born baby while her 2 year old ran around the shop excitedly. The woman had clear bags on her eyes and although she looked like she was once beautiful, she had clearly given up any beauty reschemes long ago. The worst thing was she looked only 3 years older than me.

"what?" Justin asked innocently.

"I don't want to end up like that." I sighed rather harshly. Sure the woman was lovely and her kids were too and I'm not saying I don't want to have kids but now? Why? It's a waste.

"but you wouldn't honey." Justin sighed as if it were obvious. I stared at him puzledly.

"how do you know?" I laughed.

"because I wouldn't leave you to it. I wouldn't let you be alone in it all." he said as he pulled me close to him.

"and where would we get our money? A house? What about family? Friends? Your manager? Your fans? The paparazzi? It's too much." I sighed because it was true, it was all too complicated. Justin let go of me once I'd finished what I had to say. He looked hurt.

"but that'll always be a problem. Even if I'm not as famous,Family and friends will be a bit of an issue. So its me?" he sighed and turned to walk away.

"I just want better, some sort of order before I could try sort someone-else's life out." I said as I grabbed Justin's arm.

"you want perfect?" he asked turning back looking confused.

"nothing's perfect." I said.

"you are." Justin said with distant sadness in his voice and although this was supposed to be sweet and caring I just flipped.

"stop it now. Let's just get the pills and go." I said as I grabbed a box of morning after pills. Justin stared at me but didn't move, almost like he was planning something.

"you coming?" I hissed.

"er one minute let me get the pills cause I erm just get need to get some paracetamol as well." he said nervously.

"what ever." I sighed as I handed him the box. He sounded like he was up to something.

"I'll wait outside." I lied as I walked away casually then hid behind the isle his back was facing. I peered through the display holes trying to see what he was looking at. He had the morning after pills box in one hand and was comparing it strangely to boxes of paracetamol tablets. Weird. He decided on a box then took both of them towards the counter, luckily at the opposite end of the shop which guaranteed me an innocent escape. As soon as Justin left my sight I quickly snook out of the shop and stood lazily against the wall just in time for Justin to begin walking out.

"got what you wanted?" I asked trying to hide my curiosity.

"yep." he said rather smugly.

"you did get them right?" I asked suspiciously as we walked towards the car.

"yes!" he screeched nervously as he pulled the carrier bag out of my sight and looked in careful to pull out the correct box.

"hmm." I mumbled as he shoved the box in my face momentarily then fumbled it back into the carrier bag.

"so..." Justin said awkwardly as we climbed into his car. We both looked around at all our current possessions, all bought in the last 3 weeks or so since we decided to run away.

"so?" I asked nervously.

"you sure you want to - to go home?" Justin grumbled avoiding eye contact.

"not this again Justin! Come on. Pass me that bottle of water and one of the pills?" I said as I fiddled through the radio stations.

"fine." he said as he aggressively passed the bottle of water to me and then began thumbing through the carrier bag we had just purchased and then passed me out a small white capsule.

"how often do I have to take them?" I said spinning the tablet in my palm.

"erm.. Twice a day for a week." he said nervously looking into the bag.

"pass me the instructions. You don't sound so sure?" I said cautiously wondering if he were tricking me into taking the wrong dosage and maybe getting me pregnant.

"okay." he hissed as he hurtled the small piece of paper that came with the box into my awaiting palm. I opened it out and to my own surprise he was right; "Twice a day for a week".

"sorry." I said feeling a little ashamed. I put the tablet in my mouth and then jugged back a big gulp of water and swallowed the tablet whole. Justin looked at me disapprovingly then started the car.

"so are you going to call your mom?" I asked awkwardly as I noticed my new house's neighbourhood becoming increasingly closer.

"are you going to call your dad?" he asked back sarcastically.

"maybe I am!" I frowned and turned my back to him hoping he'd lighten up.

"so which house?" Justin asked casually completely ignoring my tone.

"what do you mean? Just drop me off at mine?" I scoffed at him.

"is that all you want? To be away from me?" He snarled.

"what? Don't be stupid." I laughed.

"I'm starting to wonder if you ever liked me at all." he growled back not even looking at me, he just stared at the traffic we were in.

"you know what, here is fine. I'll walk." I said as I opened the door, grabbed my bag and jumped out before he could object. I slammed the door and then looked around to find out where I actually was. After 10 seconds I realised I was at the grocery store a couple blocks from my house. I stormed off in the direction of my house and pretended I couldn't hear Justin shouting my name from his car.