Do you know that feeling when you get punched in the stomach and all the air in your lungs is pushed out. When your closest friend back stabs you and you don't think you'll ever trust again. It's the same feeling of desperation to deny it to be true, that I felt as Justin asked to talk to me in the halls before class.
"Hey," he grabbed my waist and looked me in the eyes. He kissed me as I caught my breath. As he pulled away, I really wished he hadn't. "What's up," I looked into his eyes. "I got a job offer!" He said. "Oh my gosh!!! That's great! Oh justin!" He picked me up in his arms and swung me around. "When do you start?" I asked. "My flight is on Saturday," he tried not to meet my stare. "Wait," I paused "what? Flight? Where are you working?" He looked at his feet. "LA studios. They're giving me a record deal.." I couldn't believe it. He was leaving me? He wasn't coming back. Those girls were right. He didn't care about me. I slowly backed away facing him. "Stella." He said quietly. As I started to run down the hall I heard him call me one last time. "STELLA?! IM SORRY!" No he wasn't. Why would he be?
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Just one note (Justin Bieber fan fiction)
FanfictionJustin Bieber fan fiction. What happens when Justin has to choose between the girl he loves and his career? And what will he do when keeping his secrets from her, doesn't become as easy as it was before?
