A Player Felt Love (A Justin Bieber Fanfiction)

Chapter 43: So Unfair

FIRST THINGS FIRST: I have started a Justin Bieber Imagines :) book! :D I hope you enjoy that one as well ;)

Soooooooo? Today's mah burfdaaaaaaaaaay! WOHOOOOOOOOOOO! :D

Sixth of March, baby! ;)

WISH ME A LOT!

Dedication to @ILOVEYOU5454 because everyone's amazing. I am drunk. I am high. You're all amazing. Let's twerk. Cause it's mah burfdaaaaaaaaaaaay!

Moving on,

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(Justin’s P.O.V)

“Justin,” a voice nearly fading shook me a bit but I resisted getting up, “Justin” it repeated my name.

“Hmm,” I groaned, moving aside and clutching the pillow tighter on my ear to prevent the voice from echoing.

“Justin!” he snapped, it seemed like a boy, snatching the pillow off of my face and throwing it to my side.

“What the fuck, man?” I protested, my eyes ceased as I shot him a sleepy glare before grabbing my pillow in attempt to put it on my face again but only for it to be snatched away again.

“No, you don’t! I’ve been trying to wake you up since the past one hour, get up!” it was Chaz.

“Why?” I murmured in anger, laying flat on my back and rubbing my hands over my face.

“We’re going back” he said. I quickly snapped my head in his direction, eyes wide open by now at his surprising statement. Sitting straight up, I looked at him with the same expression.

“Ow,” I groaned the moment I sat straight. I felt a stinging pain in my head, causing me to lay back down holding onto my head. “It hurts,”

“You drank….too much last night, bro” Chaz said, taking a few steps next to me with his hands crossed over his chest.

“W-What happened?” I moaned, pressing my hand to my head tighter. “Why are we leaving so early?”

“Justin, it’s about your mom” he said.

“Yeah, what is it?”

“She- she had an accident.”

I opened my eyes and looked up at him in shock, utter astonishment filling in me at how fast things were happening. It was as if fate never really wanted me to be here in the first place.

“What?!” I yelled, sitting straight up once again ad ignoring the pain rushing down.

“It was last night and- it was caused by a drunk truck driver who crashed his car against hers.”

“Which fucking bastard was driving?” I got up, the duvet flying away as I barged into the bathroom and quickly brushed my teeth.

“Her friend. That lady herself got injured so badly. Both are in the emergency room.” He explained. Blood started rushing harshly in the vessels as my heart started beating rapidly in my ribcage. What is something happened to the baby?

No. No, no no no. Nothing as much would happen. Everything’s going to be just fine.

“Fucking lazy asses. That dickhead of a truck driver should be in jail. Owner of a filthy tramp” I cursed under my breath through the whole process of getting the clothes out and shoving them on.

“Justin,” Chaz sighed, placing a hand on my shoulder. “Take it easy. It’s all gonna be alright-”

“It’s all gonna be alright? It’s all gonna be alright, and you expect me to believe that?” I raised my voice, roughly shoving his hand away from my shoulder. Unknowingly, I realized my eyes had started wetting up. I had started crying. “My pregnant mother was in a fucking accident and now she’s in an emergency room where, God knows, what’ll happen to her or my coming brother or sister and you expect me to believe it’s all going to be alright? You expect me to take it easy and just chill out about that?”