Recovery ~ Justin Bieber (Book 2)

1

Hanna's POV: (Madison)

2 Months Later:

I sit in my car, outside of Justin's Atlanta house. 

"You can do this," I whisper to myself in the mirror, and re apply my lipstick. I came to see his sister, Allie. I haven't seen her in a year, and she has been begging me to come visit. I actually just bought a house here too, about 15 minutes away.

I step out of the car and onto the pavement.

Once I get to the door, I ring the doorbell, hesitatently. 

I've known these people forever.

Why do I get so nervous around them? 

I knock on the door and step back when Justin opens it. 

"Hanna! Come in! Alli was waiting for you," he says with a smile. He's wearing a toronto maple leafs shirt and sweatpants. "Thanks. I actually changed my name.. to Madison" I say with a smile, and I step in.

"Really? Why?" Justin asks.

"Everyone knew me as Hanna.. the media. I like Madison better anyway." Justin shrugs.

"Al, Hanna... Or, Madison is here!" Justin yells up, and she runs down the stairs. "Madison!" She yells, and hugs me. I hug her back. We haven't seen each other in a year. This will sound weird, but I went with Justin on tour. He invited me to come with him, and I did. We had the best time, and in that time, I started to fall for him. 

 Things didn't end well, and everyone knew.

"How are you? You don't even look like you were pregnant! You look great," she gushes.

"Uh, thanks," I say awkwardly. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Justin, eating chips on the couch, watching Ellen, and laughing. I wish I was next to him, but I feel like an idiot now, he probably thinks im an over attached little girl.

"Stop staring at him," Alli says, putting her hand on her hip, but she was quiet about it, so Justin didn't hear.

"I miss him," I say, and pain strikes my chest. 

"I know," she whispers, and rubs my shoulder.

Why is she babying me?

"I'll be right back," Alli says, and runs into the bathroom. Well, now this is awkward. 

Justin leaves the couch, and makes his way to the kitchen, where I am.

"How are you?" He asks, putting the chips away.

"I- uh, I'm good, how are you?" I ask nervously.

"I'm okay." He shrugs.

Justin's POV:

I miss her. I miss her so much.

She's standing infront of me, her previous blonde hair is dyed brown, and she is wearing a white lace dress with a denim short jacket. She looks so mature. It's like she's a different person. She's not Hanna... she's Madison. Then I remember, she's turning 21 in a week. Wow.

"We should catch up," I blurt out, and I freeze up. 

I shouldn't have said that. Why did I say that?

"That'd be great!" She says, and I nod.

At this point, Alli has been in the 'bathroom' for 5 minutes, it's obvious she just went in there so we would talk. 

"I'll pick you up at 6 tonight?" I ask, and she nods. "Sounds good, Biebs," she says with a flirty smile, and gently pushes back on my shoudler. 

"I'm glad to have you back, Mad," I say, and she giggles. "I'm glad to be back."

~

 "Bro!" I hear someone call from the other side of the street. I turn around and look to see who it is. 

"Justin, it's me, Jack, I met you in Brazil, if you even remember," he says with a laugh. 

"I remember," I spit, and keep walking.

"So hows that girlfriend thing?" He asks, following me.

"It's fine, okay? Leave?" I ask, shooing him away. I'm trying to run errands before I pick Madison up.

"You are literally the biggest bitch," he spits, and walks away.

I sigh and walk to my car.

~

I sit outside of Madison's house. What am I going to do? How will I get her back? 

Okay. I can do this. 

I jump out of the car and approach the door, knocking gently.

She opens a few seconds later.

"Hey!" She exclaims. The two small pieces in the front of her hair were pulled to the back and they were clamped together.

"You look beautiful," I say with a smirk, and I see her blush a little. Is this really happening? Is this real life?

"Thanks, you too," she says, and then we both laugh.

"What?" I ask, scrunching my nose, confused, but laughing.

"Sorry... I just-" she starts, but it seems like she can't come up with a reason to explain it.

"It's okay, lets go," I say, taking her hand, and I walk her out to the car.

"Where are we going?" she asks eagerly.

"It's a secret," I say with a little laugh, and we pull into the nicest movie theater in Atlanta

"What movie? I love movies!" She squeals as I take her hand and walk her up to the front.

When we get inside, the whole place is deserted. No one is there. 

She looks around, confused. "Where is everyone?"

I laugh, and I take her hand and spin her around until she's closer to me. 

"I rented it out, whos the best at first dates?" I ask, bragging.

"Wow, I'm impressed," she says.

"Yea, want some popcorn?" I ask, hopping over the counter, and I point to the machine.

"Or some candy?" I ask, smiling, and she laughs.

"Sweetish Fish," she says, and I smile and pour them into a small bucket for us to eat. 

"There my favorites," I say, and she giggles. 

"Mine too."

~

After about 20 minutes of trying to decide which snacks to bring, we get into the theater to see 'Step Brothers.' I know its not in theaters, but I paid them extra to play it again.

"This is literally the best movie of all time!" She says, leaning into my shoulder.

"We have a lot in common," I laugh.