Texting Justin Bieber

Long Nights

"I can't believe your here after..."

"After what Jay? Were fine and we'll always be fine. I love you too much to let you go. Ever since I met you my life started going uphill. You give me life, I love being around you."

"Really?"

"Of course. I didn't have any friends before you."

"Awww Mere," he gushed grabbing me in his arms and hugging me tight but loose like he didn't want to break me.

"I really have to get on stage, but promise I'll see you in the crowd tonight with Scooter."

"I promise." And I did keep that promise, because half way through the show low and behold, Scooter wanted to go in the crowd to act like a teenage girl and I told him I'll go act like one too with him.

"Thanks for coming with me Mere."

"Anything for you Scott."

"You know I hate it when you call me that."

"Yes I know."

"You're so annoying. I see why Justin talks about you all the time."

"What?" But before he could answer Justin looked at us then all his fans did then Scooter and I ran back to Justin's dressing room. Well I did, Scooter decided to go watch him from the side of the side not the front.

*******

"How was that? Did you love it?

"Did I love it? Love is an understatement Jay."

As I spoke he stared at me not losing interest in my eyes or losing contact.

"Jay, are you okay."

"No. I just realized I'm the luckiest guy."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that God did I get so lucky to be best friends with you?"

"What do you mean you got lucky to meet me."

"Meredith anybody would be lucky to meet you," he said before pulling me into a big bear hug.

"You're lucky I love you Justin, because you are really sweaty."

"You know what Mere?"

"What?"

"Were are going out tonight. All night, with no electronics, because I don't want to know what the media has to say when they see the fans with pic you then pics of us leaving together."

"Okay let's go."

"First let me shower."

******

Currently we are walking down the street with book bags filled with clothes and food and we stop at an isolated spot with a good tree.

Justin climbs the tree first and since on a branch then he helps me up on the branch next to his branch and wee both lean on to the tree taking our blankets out and watch the sun set in utter silence.

Then he decided to break the silence, "Mere, do you ever just feel like you not really wanted?"

"All the time. Why do you ask?"

"I have many reasons, I can think of the 13 right now."

"You can think of 13 reasons why you don't feel wanted sometimes right now?"

"Yes?"

"Justin you are wanted. By many."

"Wanted and being used are two different things Mere. And I'm being used."

"Justin..."

"No Mere its fine, nothing you could say can fix this anyway. I don't feel wanted, because that's just a want by me. And you can't everything you want."

"Jay. I want you."

"Thank you Mere."

"Anything. Good night."

"Night."

And about ten minutes later I was almost on my way to sleep when Justin decided to turn in to, but he leaned over to my branch and kissed my forehead.

"I love you Mere, more then a friend, and I wish I can tell you most days but I don't think you feel the same and I don't want to ruin our friendship. I'm glad I met you Meredith Foster. Good night."

And as soon as I knew he was sleeping by his snore, I whispered out, "I love you too."