Alyssa’s p.o.v.
I woke up and felt I was lying in bed. I thought I was watching a movie with Justin.. I must fell asleep, I rubbed me eyes and opened them. I sat down and noticed I was in a bed, not my bed. I saw Justin lying in a chair. Aww he looked kind of cute while sleeping.. he must have lay me in bed when I fell asleep. I tried to get out of bed silently so I wouldn’t wake Justin but I noticed he was already opening his eyes. “sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you”, I whispered. He smiled and said, “it’s ok baby”
It was a bit cold so I tried to warm myself but Justin stood up and lay his vest around me.
“did you sleep well?”, he asked me with a morning voice, oh god his morning voice was sexy. No. he is an arrogant kid I couldn’t think of him like this!
“uh.. yeah”, I answered. Trying to walk to the door.
“where are you going, baby?”, Justin asked me. “I should go”, I said handing him the vest.
“no keep it and shall I make you breakfast first?”, Justin said.
“no, I’m fine, thank you.. I uh.. thank you for dinner and the movie” I said walking towards the front door. I saw some flash lights come from outside and looked out of the window, great, cameramen. Justin stood next to me and looked worried. Ughh I just wanted to go home. I knew this all was a bad idea. Who the hell is just watching a movie with some famous star.. nobody believes that.
“let me bring you home”, Justin said he probably noticed I was annoyed by the camera people and just wanted to go home. “no, I can go home myself” I told him.
Justin sighted and then looked at me. “okay, let me say it this way then; I will bring you home.”, he said. Ughh ok than. I opened the door and Justin putted his arm around me. Sure that would help. We pushed ourselves trough the crew and walked a bit. Most of them were following us and shouted things like “Justin, is that your new girlfriend?” “one night stand with Justin Bieber?” “how did you guys met?” but we just ignored it.
We came at my house and I let Justin and myself in. I had to let Justin in because I couldn’t let him stay outside with all the paparazzi.
“sorry for that..”, Justin said looking to the ground.
“it’s ok”, I told him.
“no. no, it’s not”, Justin said kind of mad, “you don’t deserve this, you don’t deserve the hate. Yesterday you were just a normal girl moving to Canada and now.. now you’re the girl who moved to the same town as Justin Bieber and the paparazzi thinks we’re dating and.. I wouldn’t care about that but you do.. you hate me and everything I wanted was for you to not hate me but you will probably hate me even more now.” Justin turned around. I saw him make fists. He was really mad but I didn’t knew what to say.
I touched his shoulder softly pulling for him to turn around, he did. I lift his head up a bit and looked him in his eyes.
“I don’t hate you.. “, I whispered. I saw his face change, more relaxed.
“but you don’t like me..”, he said looking down again.
“I just met you.. and honestly.. you were just being arrogant because you’re famous and because I didn’t uh.. how do they call that.. because I didn’t fangirl about you”, I said.
“so .. that is all what your opinion is based on? How I acted when I met you.. “, Justin said raising his eyebrow.
“no. when I met you I thought you were kind of hot”, I said and saw Justin smirking, “but then you were acting arrogant and annoying but last night you were kind of sweet so that is what my opinion is based on..” Justin’s face turned to a thinking face.
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Who is Justin Bieber?
Fanfiction“Oh you are that kind of girl?” Justin said. I turned around, “What kind of girl?” I asked him confused. “The girl that acts like she doesn’t know me,” he said raising his eyebrow. I was confused, what was he talking about? “Uh.. I just met yo...
