One Less Lonely Girl (A Justin Bieber Love Story)

Chapter Four

   For a place that wasn’t fancy we sure had a blast. I saw a side of Justin that I never knew existed in anyone. His down to earth side was so cool and sweet. I noticed that a couple of people took pictures of the date but he didn’t say anything and neither did I.

“You’re very . . . different.” He said in-between the meals.

“I hope it’s in a good way.”

“It is.” He said while biting in his nugget.

“So . . . you were telling me about playing soccer.”

“I want to know more about you. I’m tired of talking about me all the time.”

“I don’t know . . . I’m pretty boring.”

“I don’t think so. You’re very fascinating. And beautiful, you seem incredibly smart. Not to mention you have amazing taste in singers.” He smirked.

   We laughed and suddenly it was time to go home. We’d been there for hours and my mom probably had no idea where I was.

   I fell asleep in Justin’s car when he took me home. I just kind of felt tired when I got in. When he woke me up there was a wide smile on his face.

“We’re here beautiful.” He murmured.

“C-can you walk me to my door?”

“Of course, I’d love to.”

“So I guess this is goodbye?” I said in a childish voice.

“Yea about that, I was wondering if you’d meet me at that beach like fifteen miles from here tomorrow. I can’t say goodbye. not like this.” He said softly.

“Sure.” I said simply.

“Come here,” He sighed taking me in his arms one last time. “I want to make this work and I think you’re the only girl I can do this with. You’ve learned more about me in two days than anyone has in years. No one had ever truly cared about me the way you do. These girls, some of them really love me and others just love the way I look. Not everyone loves me for me, but you do. Tomorrow I’ll figure out something to say, but it won’t be goodbye ‘cause I’m not ready to say goodbye to you yet Samantha.”

  His speech made my eyes pour out with tears. I was speechless. Nobody ever talked to me like that before. He made me special. It’s like we we’re meant to be.

“Justin, you’ve made me a very happy person. I don’t know what I’m going to do when you leave.” I said while crying.

   I cried all night. I can’t even fall asleep. I was scared that I’m going to lose Justin. I fear that I would never see him again.

   The sun was rising and I still hadn’t stop crying. I grabbed my mom’s keys and sneaked out of the house. I headed down to the beach and started looking for Justin.

   Want to know something interesting? He wasn’t there. All I found was a paper that’s crumbled up.

   I opened the crumbled paper and tried to read his messy handwriting while crying softly under the sun.

Dear Sam,

I need you to know that it wasn’t my schedule stopping me from coming today. I wouldn’t have let anything come between you and me saying goodbye. It’s not you, it’s me. This isn’t normal for me and I’m sorry to hurt you in anyway. Another thing is that it wasn’t some fling okay? I do care about you a lot already. In a couple days I’ll call you and if you’re mad at me, I guess you don’t have to answer. This is a crappy way to say goodbye and I wish I didn’t have do this but hopefully one day you’ll forgive me and be my One less lonely girl. Don’t hate me, please?

                          -Love, Justin

   It felt like there are a dozen knives stabbing me in the heart. I was shaking with anger as the paper became numb in my hands. I decided to sit there with depression and stare at the wind.

“Hey”

   I startled a bit but I still didn’t move. I ignored his voice. “Sam, please don’t ignore me.” He said with a sad look on his face. Before I knew it he pulled me up on my feet staring into my eyes looking for something. He wiped the tears in my cheeks and tried to soothe my sorrow away.

“Shhh. Samantha please don’t cry I’m begging you. I know that was a really awful idea to say goodbye. I needed to make things right.” He whispered

“What am I supposed to do with this Justin?” I screamed while tossing the crumpled paper at him.

“Just throw it away it doesn’t mean anything.”

“But it does mean something!” I yelled. “It means you weren’t ready to join a relationship. You said I know so much about you but I don’t and it’s obvious that you don’t want me to.”

   He let me ran out the frustration and anger till I stopped just to let myself breathe. “Are you finished?” He asked softly. I just nodded. He stepped up and held my face in his hands. We stared at each other’s eyes slowly leaning in. Then, it happened.

We kissed.

   Not like those stupid romance movies you see that never actually happen, it was just a normal teenage—who aren’t drunk—kiss. It was the most special thing I’ve ever experienced in my entire life. His lips were soft and smooth. My insides are exploding. It’s like, there are fireworks inside me. I guess that’s what they called ‘Butterflies’.

   I stared at him with the biggest smile ever when he pulled away. “Justin it’s time to go!” Pattie, Justin’s mother, called from behind us. He stared at me with a sorrowful look before he smiled an d hugged me tighter than ever.