Justin Bieber: I Call It A Dare Game (FANFICTION)

Chapter 11

There you go! :) The 10 chapters I posted are just my means to start..which means, there's a lot to happen. Im really hoping that this will be as succesful as my other works are. :) I currently work with 4 stories and at the same time, Im stuDYING.

3, 2, 1.....

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Okay? Where am I going now? I lost Frida and Bree because of that crew of Bieber's. How great can my stay here go, right? Aye?

I walked alone in a hall and passed a couple of girls still tearing up. I hope they dont notice me, I really do! Because if they do? They'll surely interrogate me with how it felt to be onstage with their idol.

"Look! That was the girl he serenaded!" Oh great, I just wished for something yet it didnt come. Now they're rushing towards me.

And the interrogation started. IMMA BIEBER NOW, WHAT'YA SAY MAN? (XD)

"How does it feel like to be chosen?" See?

"Oh my god! Youre so lucky!" If you just knew.

"Youre so beautiful! You and Justin could end up being great together!" Wait! Can I puke on the loo right now??

"Hey.. I still wanna catch up but I badly need to pee.. Next time?" Of course it's a friggin lie!

"Awww." All of them chorused. "Can we have at least your twi-"

I cut them off, "Le'mme get your accounts. I just have to.."

Great! They believed me! "Great! Mine's @iAmhis!"

"Mine's @LoisesJB"

"@janine_jb"

I typed in their accounts and followed them. I know they might be checking my account for any Bieber alerts but as I was smiling at them I caught a glimpse of Bree walking somewhere.

"Gotta go!" I hollered at them as I started running away.

The brunette one screamed at me, "The washroom's farther there!"

"It's fine! I need a jog!" They all looked at each other with weird reactions but I ignored them. I just continued on running away and I turned into another hall that leads to an open but small area. I ran silently there because I heard a noise coming from there. Step after step, and I can hear my own pulse racing to hundred per minute.

I heard a voice, "That's great.. Youre doin' it so fine.." A girl with such a sexy voice said.

I peeked in and saw Bree, hand in hand with Justin Bieber. Bree's hands are laced upon his neck while Justin's hands are all over her waist.

"What the fck are you doing to Bree?! Pull away you Psycho-Maniac!" I suddenly said and started lurching towards them. They quickly pulled away and Bree has that "why did you do that" glare on her eyes.

"We were just dancing." He said to me.

"Oh, really?!" I hissed at him.

"Why are you so weird tonight?" Bree looked at me and gives me another death glare. "We were just dancing!"

I was about to find my way out but Justin called me, "Why are you so mad at me?" He said through clenched teeth.

I looked at him with ease on my face, "Simple thing, Bieber."

He frowned, "What simple thing?"

"You are a gay." Then I turned around and heard Bree gasp.

I heard footsteps from behind me and a firm hand grasped my arm tightly. "You take that back." He said calmly but anger is shown in his glistening brown eyes.

"No, I wont." I started pulling my arm away from his tight grasp. Not usual for a gay.

"Why do you fckng hate me???" He said questionably under clenched teeth again.

"Because youre fckng meant to be rude." I felt his grasp soften so I took the chance to take my arm away from his hand and walk away.

"What did I ever do to you?!"

This caused me to turn my back to face him. "Nothing. Im just a regular dog, barking loudly to a stranger." I said with stern eyes fixated at his eyes.

"Really? Well then, dont compare yourself to a dog because you dont look like one. Call yourself a hater, and I'll take that." He started walking away but I felt a gush within my stomach.

"Gay.." Woah woah, wait! That was not meant to be said aloud! I swear!

He walked back to me. I swear I really felt like a crushed ice as he harshly pulled me up to front him. He's holding my wrist harshly that I think, is going to leave marks on it. "I dont think I can take that sht word off of you from telling me."

I continued pretending to be unafraid of him, "Of course, you gay whore." Then I scoffed. I can now see the small fire in his eyes turning to be a wild fire burning a town.

"I dont hurt girls, yah get that?"

My wrist is now throbbing in serious pain! "Yeah! You sore liar! Like what youre doing now?!" My voice starts to crack now and I saw him flash an evil smile across his lips.

"Yah know?"

"What?!!"

He smiled at me. "Why dont we play a game?"

Shoot! A game again?! Im fed up with all the games in this world! "What game?!"

"You, be my girl and I'll be your boy. We must do girlfriend and boyfriend things. The first to fall will be the loser. As of now? You are the freakin' sick loser."

I glared at him and I can now feel hot liquid in my eyes in its dangerous warning of spilling out. "Why would I freakin' do that sick games of yours!?"

"See? Such a pussy." He starts laughing at me while still grasping my wrist.

"Im not a pussy!" I yelled at him but in a controlled way.

"Then if you're not, you wont give a fck if you take my game."

I pretended to smile, "You cockroach."

He scoffed then he pulled closer and harshly places his other hand on my hip. "You're just afraid of falling.."

"Im not going to fall for a gay, never!"

He smiled at me and held me closer to him. He placed his forehead to mine causing our noses to touch and our breaths smelled, "That's the point, right?"

"I hate you. I hate you Bieber!"

He smiled at me and placed his lips on my ear and whispered, "The game's on babe, the first to fall is the loser, and I call it a dare."