4 Years • jb

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| Malaysia |

The ambulance came in the matter of minutes and we were rushed to the hospital within seconds. My heart was slowly breaking as I held onto Justin's cold hand, The EMT's standing next to me found a slow pulse and informed that he was alive. Which I thanked god for and was also mentally kicking my self in the äss for being so dumb to think he was dead.

We arrived to the hospital fast, as they quickly rushed Justin out on the gurney. "I'm sorry Ms. but you have to wait out here. No one is aloud back here." My eyes widened as I grew infuriated. "What! No! I can't leave him!" I spat, tears flowing down my cheeks. I could tell she felt for me but sadly she was just doing her job, "I'm so sorry, I'll update you as soon possible. You can go wait over there for now."

My crying grew harder as I slowly walked over to a little chair in the corner, man who would of thought i'd be doing this on my day off?

3 Hours Later

"Mam.." I felt someone gently tap my arm trying to wake me up, "mam, I have news regarding Justin Bieber." My eyes than obviously quickly opened as I sat up straight, "How is he? is he okay?" I panicked.

"Mam, did you know Justin was taking pills?" He asked, throwing me off guard.

"Uhm, no I did not know." I replied, but than again that did explain how he was acting.

"Did something happen?" He than asked, which i'm sure he was talking about where Max punched him in the face. I froze not knowing if I should just tell the truth, "Um yeah he got in a little tiff with my brother."

I went with my gut and just told the truth because this shit seems serious and I don't want to mess with Justin's health.

"You know he overdosed, right?" The doctor said slowly, causing me to slightly gasp while covering my mouth, "How the hell was I suppose to know?" I cried, "Just answer my question, is he okay?"

"I honestly don't know how he's alive. We had to pump his stomach, when he passed out he could of easily suffocated on his own vomit which could of caused brain damage, lung damage or maybe even death. We didn't think we could save him at first because of how bad it was, how long has he been taking pills?"

"I didn't know he was taking pills, so I don't know how long." I spat, annoyed. Justin nearly almost died and than that would of been it. I would of never seen him again. I could defiantly feel my heart breaking.

Believe it or not, I would have been a complete mess if something had happened to Justin. I might put on a front that I don't need him in my life, but I do.

"Is he okay?" I asked again, "Can I go see him?"

The doctor sighed, "He's awake and responsive, you can go see him if you'd like. Just please talk to him and tell him to never do this again because next time he might not be so lucky."

I wiped away my tears and nodded, before walking away. I tried to calm myself down before entering his room, I didn't want to freak him out and I didn't want him to see me as a mess.

As soon as I walked in, he grew the biggest smile and I couldn't help but start to shed a tear, "c'mere beautiful." He said quietly, holding out his arms. I walked over to him and climbed into bed with him, while I snuggled my head against his chest, "Malaysia, I'm so sorry," I could feel his voice get shaky.

"Shh shh." I cooed, "we don't have to talk about it." He ran his fingers threw my hair, "I love you babygirl, you know that?"

"I know that, and I love you too, so much it scares me." I cried, "Justin if something were to happen to you today, do you know what I would of done? I would of gone absolutely crazy. As much as I hate to admit it, I can't live with out you."