Wishes
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Justin's P.O.V
The phone rings before I could read the message and a timid and shaky voice sounds through the line.
"Who said I don't miss you?"
I froze and couldn't reply. Her voice was different, but it sounded more stern.
"Hello YN."
"Hi Justin."
There was a slight pause in our conversation, but she broke the awkwardness.
"I really like Flatline."
"Y..you do?"
"Yup, I can tell it comes from the heart."
"It's about you. I can't handle not being with you."
"Justin it's been a long time."
"I know but I can't help but miss you."
There was another pause. And I heard sniffles before she actually spoke again.
"I can't. I've been great without you, and I don't want to change anything at the moment."
I started hurting. I began singing to her.
"Not breathing, what is it I'm not seeing
Said she's leaving, damn I can't believe it
It's like my heart's bleeding knowing that you don't need me
Shut my heart down, now I don't know what imma do now.."
As my voice died out at the end, she hung up. Which hurt like hell. I felt stabs in my body everywhere as I rushed out my house. Before I did, I grabbed my Lamborghini keys and a few snacks, I threw them in the front seat, and I headed for Chicago.
"This is gonna be a long trip." I whispered to myself.
The engine roared, my navigator indicated the way, I started driving.
--sometime later--
Finally arriving in Chicago, I track YN down, I head for her house and study the door. I parked my car in the driveway, and knocked on the door.
The door opened.
"Hel-"
I gasped.
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One Last Rose
Fanfiction(Y/N) and Justin Bieber love story. Go through their ups and downs and include yourself in the story. I hope you like it! Hold tight! This will be a rollercoaster hope you won't need a recovery from their bad days because not everything is all bad...
