Don't Break My Heart (Justin Bieber Love Story)

Chapter 14

I was still in shock when my phone rang about 10 minutes later. I shakily grabbed my phone. "H, h, hello?" i stuttered. 

"Sarah? Umm, did you watch the interview?" Justin asked on the other line. I blinked. He couldn't like me could he? "Sarah?" he said again. 

"Huh? Oh, yeah i saw it." There was a short silence. 

Then i heard in the background, "Justin! Why the hell did you do that?" It sounded like a male voice, and boy were they mad. 

"Gotta go, sorry," Justin said before hanging up. What just happened? Okay, think Sarah. The interview could be fake. No, it was on TV. He could be lying. He could also have been talking about a different Sarah. Yeah, that's it, it's someone else. I mean, it would be nice if he was talking about me, but i doubt it. No one likes me, and no one ever will, i told myself.

Justin's POV-

"Swish into the hoop!" I yelled as i made a three point shot. "Nothing but net!" I added. 

"Whatever," Chaz, one of my best friends said walking away. 

I laughed, "Come on man!" He ignored me. I sighed, then made a couple more shots, then my phone rang. I sprinted over to it and picked it up. "Yello!" I said happily. 

"Justin, you have an interview in like an hour. Where are you?" my mother stated firmly. 

"Mom, i'm shooting hoops with Chaz, well i think Chaz left, but..."

"Justin." 

"Okay, okay. I'm coming." I said hanging up. I grabbed my stuff and screamed, "Chaz! Time to go." He emerged from somewhere, not sure where. Creepy right? 

"I think i will stay and work on my skills." What skills, i thought to my self. No, that was mean, don't think like that Justin, i told myself.

"Okay dude," I said leaving the gym to my car. Chaz actually was a good basketball player, but i am better, just saying. I made it to my interview just in time. I had called Sarah earlier to tell her to watch. I don't know what questions they are going to ask, but i know my limitations. And if they ask me something like if i'm dating someone, i'm suppose to say that we are just friends. The often ask me if i'm dating Selena. Selena... well, she's Selena. She's nice, but rude at times, and i think she's hiding something. And she thinks we are a thing, but we are not. She's a friend. But Sarah... I wasinterrupted with my thoughts when someone pushed to the interviewer.

They asked me normal questions, then out of the blue they said, "So, Biebz, are you actually dating Selena Gomez?" I froze. No, i screamed in my head.

I calmed down and said, "Umm, no." I didn't have time to think when another question was thrown at me. 

"Do you like anyone though?" I didn't answer at first.

I shakily said, "Yeah, i do." Oh crap! I'm not suppose to say that. Damn. How can i fix this? Uhh...

"Who? Is it Selena?" He asked that because i had said i wasn't dating her, but that didn't mean i didn't like her. I'm sure they thought i did, but we are just friends. 

I said, "No, Selena and i are just friends." I said smiling.

"So who do you like?"

"I uhh..." This has gone a bit too far. 

"Who?" They asked so only i could hear.

"Her name is..." I paused for a moment thinking, should i do this? I continued, "Her name is Sarah." There were gasps. I ignored them. We moved on with the interview, but they continued to ask me questions about Sarah. Soon enough it was over. I need to call Sarah. I wonder if she had seen the interview. I mean, it was live. Oh my God, it was live. I threw up my hands. Ugh.  I finally called Sarah.