Love Never Dies (a JB love story)

Chapter 7

*Fall 2013*

Going back to school was weird. Everyone was looking at me, and whispering about me:

'look she's back'
'where's Justin?'
'Are they still together?'
'They broke up'
'She left him'
'He cheated on her'

It was really frustrating. I was used to gossip but not from the people I knew.

The new school year started easy but soon there were loads of tests and homeworks. I was always studying. Luckily I had Justins phonecalls to look forward to. Every night we skyped at least for an hour. Talking about how our day was, what we did, what happened, how much we missed eachother,.... The days without seeing him soon became weeks and months.
It was now the end of october, which ment I hadn't seen him in almost 2 months.

I was reading the newspaper and suddenly I saw it:

"Popstar Justin Bieber busted smoking weed??!?"

I went on twitter and my timeline was going crazy about some new photos of Justin.

He was sitting in a nightclub. In his hands you could see a cigarette. But that wasn't the worst thing: next to him there was sitting a blond girl. His arms wrapped around her shoulder. They were looking at eachother like they were in love. He looked at her like he always looked at me. I began shaking, everything started spinning around and I felt tears burning in my eyes. This couldn't be true. But the pictures didn't lie. I read some tweets to figure something more out.

'It's photoshopped'

'It isn't fake'

'He cheated on Alice?'

'He cheated, I can't believe this'

'It's all Alice' fault. She left him alone'

I dailed Justin's number and waited for him to pick up:

'Hey, what's up babe?'

'Do you want to tell me something?'

'Baby, what's going on?', Justin sounded confused.

'What's going on?! You tell me what's going on!'

'Alice, please relax. Tell me what's wrong so we can figure it out', Justin tried to reason with me.

'HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO RELAX WHEN MY BOYFRIEND SMOKED WEED AGAIN WHEN HE PROMISED ME TO NEVER EVER DO IT AGAIN. OOH, AND DON'T FORGET THAT BLOND CHICK WHO YOU SEEMED TO LIKE A LOT.' I yelled, letting out all my emotions. I was actually glad to get that of my chest.

'What?! I don't now what you're even talking about.'

'DON'T JUSTIN. I saw the pictures! Who is she?!?'

'WHAT GOD DAMN PICTURES ALICE?', Justin was pissed of now too.

'Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about. The photos going all around the internet. Call me when you want to tell me the truth. Bye.' I hung up the phone and ran up the stairs to my room, slamming the door after me. I was so mad right now. He was just acting like if nothing happened.

'Alice?', my mom walked into my room, 'what's going on?'

'Nothing'

'So you go around slamming doors because nothing is wrong?', my mom frowned.

'Yes mom, now leave me alone please. I don't want to talk about it'

'Alright, I will leave you. If you change your mind and if you do want to talk about it, let me know', she said before closing the door softly.

After a few hours had passed, I heard a knock on my door and the lovely voice of my mother:

'Sweetie, Justin's on the phone. You might want to come and get that call. He says he tried calling you on your phone but you don't pick up?'

'No, I don't want to talk to him.', I stubornly shook my head.

'What's wrong?'

'This is wrong!' I said as I showed her the pictures. My moms eyes widened a little bit in suprise.

'Alice, you know the internet. It's probably photoshopped. Come on, listen to Justin and let him explain.'

'No'

'Young lady, you're going to answer the phone right now', my mom said severe.

Maybe she was right... Maybe it was fake. That was what Fredo told me when he called me after i hung up on Justin. He wanted to explain everything. Maybe I overreacted. Maybe I was too hard on him. I could at least listen to what he had to say.

'Ugh fine', I rolled my eyes.

My mom handed me the phone over and exited my room.

'What?', I asked Justin, not even bothering to greet him.

'C'mon baby, those pictures are fake. I don't know who that girl is. I swear. And the weed, I promised you I would never touch it again. And I kept my promise. I did not smoke it. Please believe me...' Something in his voice did it, it made me believe him. He sounded so sincere.

'Really?' I asked after a few secondes of silence.

'Really!'

I sighed loudly: 'I'm so sorry for doubting you. I should've at least let you explain.'

'It's okay...I can understand the way you reacted... I would've probably react the same way'.

'No it's not okay, Justin. You are my boyfriend, I should have believed you over some random picture on twitter. I am so sorry for yelling at you. I am the worst girlfriend ever'

'You are the best and cutest worst girlfriend ever', I heard him smirk on the other side of the line.

"And a stuborn one too", he continued.

I laughed.

'A little jealous too', he added.

'I am not jealous', I frowned.

'No, ofcourse not baby', he said and I could hear the irony in his answer.

'I am not!'

'Mmmhhhmm', he hummed.

'Fine. Maybe just a little bit' I gave in, causing Justin to chuckle.