A Player Felt Love (A Justin Bieber Fanfiction)

Chapter 30: Everything Changed

(Femke's P.O.V)

"Anth, man! Look, they're escaping!" Steve yelled. 

"Get'em!" Anthony yelled as all of them started running after us, yelling our names. "Biebs, 'm gonna get'cha for this!". Justin and my hands were tightly intertwined as we ran faster by every passing second. It was as if our runing abilities had combined when he held hands. You know, like it happens in movies? 

After continuously running a marathon, we finally decided it was time to escape for good. 

"Hold on tight and when I say jump; jump" Justin said lowly as I nodded. And in about five seconds he said it. "Jump!" he yelled as my grip on his hand tightened and I took off, being pulled sideways as we landed near a dumpster. 

"Ow," both of us muttered but kept quiet when we heard them follow us. 

"Now where'd they go?!" Anthony yelled in frustration. It was too dark for them to notice where we ran off to. For once, I was liking darkness. 

"Dang it! We lost 'em again" Paul said loudly. 

We didn't move for a long long time. We heard them move after a while and when we were sure they had left, we made our move. 

"You sure they're gone?" I whispered, looking around in fear. 

"Positive" Justin replied as we got out of that little area between the walls and came out to an open environment. 

"Wow," I breathed. "Thanks a lot, Justin. Seriously, I owe you" 

"What for? I'm sure if George was here then he might've helped you as well" he replied while smiling. "And you won't thank him, I'm sure" 

"Mhmm, that's cause it's different with- shit" I muttered, regretting it. I felt Justin shift awkwardly as I mentally slapped myself. 

"Yeah," he sighed, making me feel bad. 

"I'm sorry" I apologized, not looking up. I swear I was praying for the ground to swallow me for this. 

"What for? You said the truth" he mumbled, shoveling his hands in his pocket and I didn't have any reply for this. So, making my second mistake, I stayed quiet. There was a long pause, no one dared say a word. Things were just too awkward. "We're missing out the movie. C'mon, let's go" he muttered and started walking. Without another word, I started following him. The silence was killing me. But then again, there was nothing I could do. 

(Justin's P.O.V)

When finally I started to think my life was about to be better, one line messes it up. 

We kept walking for, what seemed like, ever. No one said a word. One of those awkward moments everyone's afraid of. 

"I'm sorry," she repeated out of nowhere. I didn't reply. Not that I was angry and showing attitude. No. But because I was upset and didn't want her to say anything else that would hurt me. "Justin" she called out. I stopped, took a deep breath, and turned around. 

"Yes" I replied. 

"What's wrong with you? I said I'm sorry" she said, gazing into my eyes as I nodded. 

"I got that and I already said no need" I replied, emotionlessly, or as I tried. 

"Ugh, Justin what is it? Why is everything so awkward and dull between us all of a sudden?" she asked, clearly annoyed. 

"Well, maybe it would be better if these awkward lines don't come between us" I stated, referring to the thing she said earlier. I had no idea what had gotten into me all of a sudden, it was like all my hidden madness was starting to show up. 

"Awkward lines? Well, maybe if you hadn't turned everything so awkward between us in Ontario then we wouldn't even have to be here!" she started arguing. Her reactions were the same as mine. Those unexpected emotional bumps you get. You could see a live example of that. 

"Oh, so you just love bringing the past up all the time, don't you?" I asked in annoyance as I heard her dryly chuckle and she crossed her arms against her chest, glancing at me. 

"No one likes to bring up their past, Justin. Because they were completely different, stupid, immature, idiotic people back then who were continuously making filthy mistakes!" 

"Exactly and if I made one mistake, why do we have to get glued to it so much? You made mistakes too! Don't you get sick when people-" she cut me off. 

"I do, I do get sick when people bring up my past mistakes! Because YOU were my past mistake!" she stated, pointing at me. I looked at her for a while and then rubbed my hands over my face in frustration. Both of us started taking deep breaths, trying to get it all in. 

It was all like a nightmare. It was like all the evil powers had combined and had thrown themselves against me. 

"Alright, if you hate me so much, then I'll leave. I'll leave America and you'll never have to face me again-" 

"But that's the point! I'm, unfortunately, still madly in love with you, you idiot!" as she yelled this, I felt my heart skip a beat as I thought I heard her wrong. 

"What?" I asked in surprise as she shut her eyes, trying hard not to cry. Honestly? I wanted to do the same. 

"I still love you. Even after all you did, I still do" she sobbed a bit as I felt a smile automatically made it's way across my face. "You just- you're so clueless! How could you even think I can hate you?" was the last thing she said as she started running off towards the school. As I got it all in, I knew what I had go do. 

"Femke! Wait!" I called after her as she completely ignored me and continued running faster. I ran without saying another word. Just running and running as fast as I could. When I was near her; I caught her by her arm, turned her around as she fought to get away, and crashed my lips on hers. And from that moment onwards, I knew everything had changed; for the good.