Broken and fixed.

You can't love me.

You're beautiful. The two words I could never believe. Never. It's officially been 2 months since I moved in with Justin, he's stopped bringing home girls now. Literally. It's just Chaz,Ryan, Justin and I, and depending on if she's busy..my best friend Gigi! Gigi Hadid. We became best friends back when I used to model..as of now, I've stopped. She tried to convince me that I should model again but eh, I don't think I would ever go back to it, I'm not pretty enough. Justin and i...haven't been getting along recently. He talked about me at his interview.
*flashback*
I looked okay, I mean not the best but okay. I was wearing a white shirt and denim jeans w/ my converse. My hair was pulled up into a sloppy bun and I wasn't wearing that much makeup. I stood backstage and Justin walked out and took his seat w/ Ellen, the audience went wild, so much support! "So Justin what's going on with you and Emily?" Ellen asked all smiley and happy. What is she talking about?. "At first nothing went on because we argued all the time and she hated me. But she also changed me, I don't bring home girls anymore, I don't smoke or drink anymore, and I uh...I think, I think I love her." He said. What the fuck?!. My head started spinning because nobody can love me, I'm worthless, nobody loves a broken girl. *End of flashback*
He hasn't spoke to me since. I quickly get dressed and walk downstairs trying to avoid him but I ran into him. "I-I'm sorry" I say rushing my words together to fast and sounding like a total idiot. Because I am one. "I've, I've been meaning to talk to you"
He says nervously. Not gonna happen. "I have to go, Gigi and I have plans today" I say quickly and reaching to grab my purse. "I NEED TO TALK TO YOU" He yells angrily. Holy fuck. "Okay Bieber, you have 2 minutes to explain what the fuck happened 2 weeks ago" I demand. 2 minutes,tic toc. "I was gonna tell you sooner but I couldn't fall for you, you hate me. You think I'm one of the biggest players in Hollywood and you were correct at a time, but not anymore. I changed for you because I wanted to make you happier, and now I realize maybe I'm a idiot, but I'm a idiot for you. You don't have to love me back but I do love you Emily." Justin says, just in time.
He can't love the broken girl, he can't love me. I laugh at him until I can't breathe. He just stares confused. "What's so funny?" He asks confused. "Justin, you can't love me. You can't love the girl who cry's herself to sleep at night. You can't love the girl who fakes a smile just to make others happy. You can't love the girl who isn't pretty enough. You can't love the girl who is completely and utterly worthless. You can't love the broken girl." I say on the verge of tears. And then I walk out, leaving Justin completely and utterly confused.