Guilt. ( Justin Bieber Fanfiction )

Chapter 13. - Truth.

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Justin-

I grabbed a quick coffee before walking back into my car and driving to school.

I craved to see Bree again , to simply hear her voice wanting needing to know why she apologized when she had nothing to be sorry for- and to my luck, we had physics first.

I slouched in my seat, twiddling a pencil in between my thumb and index finger finding a sudden interest in such simple things, from the corner of my eye I could feel Maxine and her wannabes bore into my face awaiting for me to look up. Slightly shaking my head at how pathetic they were, I could sense another figure walk into the room becoming aware of it to belong to no-one other than Bree.

I instantly shot my head up as I felt a small smile naturally fall to my lips.

I took in every ounce of her body, implicitly looking up and down the length of her petite frame.

She wore a beige knitted sweater that hung off her right shoulder and light denim skin tight jeans, her hair was brought to a side maintaining the waviness of it as she completed the look with white converse.

''Hey'' I welcomed as she came around and met my gaze.

She gave me a lop sided smile as she flickered her eyes at the empty seat next to me- her eyebrows creased in response to my invite that consisted of her sitting next to me. Re-adjusting her rucksack onto her shoulder, she walked past the seat and made her way further into the back row before placing herself down and bringing out all necessary things for todays physics lesson.

I wrinkled my eyebrows merely wondering why she hadn't chosen to sit next to me, I finally thought we were beginning to make progress and gradually she would begin to trust me, looking up at her I watched as she allowed her hair to curtain the side of her face refusing to even acknowledge the utmost confusion I was currently enduring.

Did the kiss even mean anything to her?

Resting my elbows onto the desk in front of me, I buried my head into my hands allowing my fingers to run through the length of my hair feeling all the frustration rise within me. This girl honestly tested my patience and it made me feel physically sick knowing I was chasing her like a desperate dog and yet being unable to stop.

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The lesson itself was as boring as fuck.

Maxine's non stop glares were driving me insane.

And to this very moment, Bree had not yet looked up at me leaving her gaze down- remaining this way for the past hour.

''Students, pack your things, class is now over'' I mentally thanked Mr. Perkins for finally finishing his lesson as I began to pack my books into my bag, slinging it over my shoulder before heading out the door.

I rested my right side onto the wall and folded my arms across my chest as I waited for Bree to come out, keeping my gaze firm as to who was leaving the class.

''Justy...babe'' I peered over the girls shoulder who was currently sprawling themselves on me, locking eyes with Bree for one split second as she left the class, I watched as her eyes defined nothing but hurt realising it was Maxine who was pressed against my front.

''Not now Maxine' I pushed her off of me leaving her in great awe continuing to look over her shoulder as I began running after Bree, attempting to catch up with her.

''Bree!!'' I shouted, continuously adjusting my bag on my shoulder as it would fall down to how harshly I was pushing against people.

''BREE!'' I impatiently yelled as she ignored me for the second time.