Lost (A Justin Bieber Love Story)

Chapter 20:

Kaylee’s POV:

With my head still spinning I try to avoid Justin’s stare as he stands awkwardly in the doorway. I can feel the heat on my cheeks raising with every second the silence between the three of us drags on. The heat I’m feeling has nothing to do with the small intimate moment Ryan and I had shared moments prior to Justin’s arrival, but to my lack of class that Justin had just witness. The only thing I could think of was if Justin had seen everything and I do mean everything, I know there wasn’t much to witness but I still managed to feel a bit ashamed of what went on. I didn’t regret the kiss, a part of me begs to differ but what I did regret a bit was letting Ryan put his hand on my bottom. It was a small gesture that many couples share, but I had wanted and still want to take things slow with Ryan, after all I am barely getting to know him all over again and I don’t want this, whatever this was to give him the wrong idea that it was now okay for him to do that stuff. The only excuse I could come up with for letting Ryan touch me in that way was that I was intoxicated, intoxicated with him, his smell, his touch, just him in general, which isn’t good.

“Kaylee?” Justin’s voice snaps me back to reality, he is no longer on the doorway, but inside the room facing both Ryan and I.

“Yes?” I manage to respond, I have no idea why I’m feeling like this, guilty and uncomfortable for having had Justin witness what he witnessed.

“I was just apologizing for what went on downstairs, you’re right we shouldn’t treat you the way we do, it’s just that we don’t want anything to happen to you. But don’t worry about it, it won’t happen again.” His small speech giving the uneasy feeling in my stomach strength as I see the uneasiness in Justin’s eyes.

“Thank you”

The uncomfortable silence that follows it too much to bear. Between feeling guilty about Justin seeing Ryan’s and I’s erm affection for a reason I have yet to discover and having him apologize my head goes back to spinning and hurting. The silence drags on for at least five more minutes which including Ryan rocking back and forth on his heels, me standing in between the two boys trying to avoid any eye contact with Justin and Justin awkwardly scanning my room.

“Yeah so umm Justin don’t you have a show to get ready for?” asks Ryan breaking the silence which I thank him for.

“Oh yeah, erm I- Kaylee, do you want to uh you know come to my show? It may be a good idea just so you can get used to it” he trails off. His question caught me off guard, before answering him I need to consider my options. Ever since I found out about Justin’s career I’ve wanted to see him in action, plus I really enjoy his music to which I surprisingly know all the lyrics to. But on the other side there are his fans. It will be the first time his fans will see me with Ryan and them, or uhh well be my first time since my accident seeing them, coming face to face with his fans and the thought frighten me. I know his fans can’t do anything to me, there will be security surrounding us and they won’t let them hurt me, well at least physically. I decide to go with my first option and go with the boys to Justin’s concert.

“Yeah, I would love to.”

“Great, well I have to get going but I will see you guys there, bye!” he calls as he exits my bedroom.

Questions immediately start to rise in my brain, what do I wear to the concert? Isn’t Justin going to take a shower and get dress for the concert? He was just wearing a normal pair of jeans and a plain white t-shirt. Why do we have to meet him there? As if he was reading my thoughts clouded by confusion Ryan answers a few of my questions.

“His wardrop for the concert is at the arena, all he has to do is show up and get dress.”

“Oh, but why do we-“