Broken (Justin Bieber)

Chapter 2

I woke up in pain. My head hurt so bad that it felt like it was going to explode.

I opened my eyes, getting used to the sun that was coming through the curtains. I then looked around the room I was currently in. One problem, I didn't know where I was.

To me it looked like I was in a guys room. That's when I started to panic. I shot up looking around. Thank god no one was next to me. I hurried and looked at my self, I was some what fully dressed. My skinny jeans that I wore were off and my leather jacket was aslo off. 

Who's house was I at? I remember after mine and Bieber's kiss, he offered me some drinks wich I took. I told myself I wasn't going to have much, but then I remember doing body shots, and more shots after that...

" Your finally up. " 

I wiped my head to the door to find the one and only, Justin Bieber. My heart started beating super fast. I didn't know what to do.

" I... uh ya. " I mummbled.

Justin chuckled and walked over to me and sat down on the bed. " You got pretty wasted last night. Harry didn't want anyone at his house either. I tried to look for your friend Rose, but couldn't find her. So I brought you back with me. " Justin said looking at me.

I didn't hold his gaze, it was all just so weird. " Umm... Thanks. " I whispered.

Justin chuckled once again. " Your welome. Now come I made breakfast. " He said standing up.

I grabbed his wrist before he left any further. 

" I think I should go. " I said looking at him this time.

Justin furrewed his eyebrows. " Why? " He asked.

I sighed and shook my head. " This is just weird Justin. We hate each other. Why even try when we are just gonna go back to school and you just be a fucking prick again to me " I spat.

I could see the hurt and anger building up in his eyes. " Look Taylor, when I do those things in school I don't really mean it, ok? I have to for my friends then they will think i'm going crazy if I be nice to you. "

I rolled my eyes. " I just want to go. "  I whispered, standing up from the bed and walked over to my jeans and my jacket and slipped them on.

I looked over to were Justin sat on his bed playing with his hands. 

" Bye, Justin. " I said before turning around and walking out of the bedroom door, making my way outside.

*Justin POV *

I sighed standing up from my bed and looking at my phone. I looked through it before I found Ryan's name, I then hit the call button.

" Yo Justin, how are you? " Ryan said.

I sighed. " Been better, just a little hung over I guess. " 

" Me too. So whats up? " Ryan asked.

" God danmit Ryan! Why do I always have to fuck up? " I yelled through the phone. I could feel the blood pumping through my veins.

" Whoa dude what the fuck happened? " Ryan asked. I could hear the concern in his voice.

" I didn't even stop her. " I mummbled.

" What? Stop who? " Did you break up with Jessica? " Ryan asked once again.

" Fuck Jessica! Were not even going out I just use her. " I spat.

" Then who is it? " 

" I-I I can't tell you... Look I just got to go. Bye. " I said.

With that I hanged up and threw my phone across my room, making a loud noise when it hit the wall.

Why am I even feeling like I should of stopped her. I hated her. And why did I have the feeling to call my best friend up to tell him that I fucked up?!

I threw my self onto my bed laying my head into my pillow. I laid there for a while until I started to feel dizzy and like I was going to through up. I stood up and ran to my bathroom puking what was left inside of me into the toilet.

I groaned and held my stomach in pain. I never felt this way after a hanged over, this was worse. I layed there on my bathroom floor in pain. Then my head started to hurt so bad. I then began to feel light headed and seeing stars before I knew it I passed out.

* Taylor POV *

When I got home I decited to watch some tv and just lay around. My head ache still hasn't went away and I felt like shit all day.

I still couldn't get Justin out of my head either. I don't know why, but when he kissed me everything felt right. But I knew deep down I could never trust his sorry ass.

I flipped through the channles, nothing really caught my attention so I just turned off my tv. 

I was also mad at Rose for ditching me to go hang out with Harry. She still hasn't even texted me to say sorry.

I grabbed my phone off of the coffe table in front of me and went to my messages with Rose. If she wasn't going to say any thing that happened then I will.

To: Rose

Thanks for leaving me at the party. :) How's that weed doing for you hun?

I sent the message sighing and setting my phone back on table. I then closed my eyes waiting for sleep to take me over.

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