Just a Friend (Justin Bieber story)

Chapter 8

Ashley’s POV:

I know what all of you are thinking…why did I go all emo? Why am I leaving? Why do I think Justin doesn’t love me in that way?

1) You would understand if your mum passed away and your best friend left you to be famous AND your dad was working all the time so you never got to see him. It just makes the emotional pain go away, by focusing on the physical pain I forget about how much my life is messed up.

 2) I'm leaving because, I thought that Justin and I could rebuild our friendship back up…but it’s just all too crazy! I just need to clear my head and forget about him.

3) He just thinks he loves me because he just broke up with Selena, and I don’t want to be some rebound chick that he’s gonna forget about after a day. So, there you have it. Now back to what’s really happening…

Justin turned me around so that I was facing him. He pulled me towards him so that we were only a few millimeters apart, and kissed me. This kiss was soft and passionate; I kind of just forgot all of my surroundings. After a few seconds we both pulled apart.

“I love you Ash, I really do. Come back soon” He said before letting me go.

We heard a car door slam and my dad walked up to Justin with a VERY angry expression on his face. “What the h**l do you think you’re doing!?”He screamed at him.

 “I…I'm sorry sir” He stuttered. Ok, my dad’s a really nice man and I love him to death…but he can be pretty threatening if he wants to be; even if he was short.

“You can’t just go around kissing my daughter Justin!”Dad carried on screaming.

 “Sir, I love her” Justin argued back.

 “Justin” I warned, pink rising in my cheeks.

“No, it’s true” He said. My dad laughed and shook his head.

“Boy, you don’t know what love is” He said.

 “You’re wrong about that” Justin sighed.

“Ashley, get in the car…I'm glad you called to get away from him” Dad said getting into the car.

Justin didn’t even try to mask the look of hurt on his face when my dad said that. “I’m sorry” I said, I knew that I wasn’t coming back…I just hope he realizes it soon. I know that if I keep away for a while, he will move on and forget about me…and that’s what’s best.

I gave him a three fingered wave before looking at Sam, who was saying goodbye to Chaz. I'm a horrible friend, I can tell she really likes him…but if I told her to stay she would argue and come with me anyway. “C’mon Sam, its time” I said as I got into the passenger seat of my dad’s Mercedes.

 “I think I'm gonna take a few days off of work, so you and I can hang out like the old days. What do you think?”Dad asked as we made our way back home, it was only about an hour drive. My mood lifted…just a TINY bit. The thought of spending time with my dad, and do father/daughter things…I guess I just missed that.

 “That actually sounds really great, thanks dad” I smiled. Let’s hope this can get my mind off Justin, and the fact that I will have NOTHING to do for the rest of the month! He then smiled, like actually smiled. He hasn’t smiled like that since mum died…five years.

 My phone beeped, indicating that I had a new message. I looked at the ID, Justin; I hit the delete message without reading it. The best way to forget is to delete, delete him from my life, and delete me from his life.

“Sam?” I asked.

 “Yea?” She replied from the backseat; she was on the phone…probably texting Chaz.

“Are you mad?”I said worried that she’s angry at me.

“What!? No, I would have come no matter what” She laughed.

A few minutes later Sam shrieked. “What happened?”Dad and I said together.

 “My phone turned off!”She cried. I rolled my eyes; she nearly gave us a heart attack.

 “Sit on it” I said. We both burst out laughing, and dad looked at us like we were crazy. It’s an inside joke, Sam and I think that whatever happens it can be fixed by sitting on it! (A/N: Its true, me and my friend do think that! Its like; if something won’t close sit on it. Or if someone’s mean to you, sit on them! :P Yea, we’re weird like that. WE DON’T REALLY SIT ON THEM!!! lol) 

                      *2 months later*

Justin’s POV:

I flopped down on the couch of my tour bus, I just finished the last concert of the tour…and now I get to go home. “Great job man” Chaz said fist bumping me.

“Thanks, you ready to see Sam?”I asked. Chaz hadn’t seen Sam since, well since the day that…Ash left.

They always talked on the phone and Skype, but Ash completely ignored me, it’s like she forgot about me. I just can’t get her out of my head! I have been calling her everyday and I never get an answer. It’s like she doesn’t want anything to do with me anymore. I miser her like CRAZY!!!

 “DUDE!” Chaz yelled.

“Huh? What?” I said snapping out of my thoughts.

 “I said, yea…I can’t wait to see her” He said dreamily.

 “You’re whipped!”I laughed.

 “I am not” He argued. His phone started to ring and I'm guessing by the way his face lit up; that it was Sam.

 “Hey babe” He smiled.

“Can’t I just wear my jeans?”He asked, still talking on the phone.

 “Fine” He replied.

 “Miss you too” He said hanging up.

“What happened?”I asked.

“She wants me to wear a suit to her Aunties birthday party, but I want to wear jeans” He sighed.

“So you just gave in that easily?”I smirked.

“Shut up” He said.

 “Nope…your whipped” I sang (not literally! lol)

The buses door opened and Scooter walked in with a grim face. “Justin…I'm sorry” Was all he said. What?...