After crying all night with a heavy heart, Layla awoken to her mind. It was evily playing tricks on her. Like usual. But this time, she was imagining him. Layla sat up, wiping her eyes of the makeup that washed up onto her face. She reached her hand out, trying to punch what was ahead of her heavy eyes. The figure sat on the foot of her bed, nearly calling her name.
"Layla! It's me!" It called out. It was Justin's voice. His voice was echoing through her room and through her crowded head.
"Leave!" Layla screamed, pushing the figure away. Justin backed up, setting himself down on the chair behind him. He croosed his arms over his chest, smiling. Layla couldn't help but think he was smiling at the pain he had caused.
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O.M.B. (A Justin Bieber Love Story)(First in the Our World Series)
FanfictionLayla Marie Blake, a normal, brunette-beauty, thought one thing about this summer. Her mother was dragging her away from home and all of her friends. But, her fate is twisted up and her life turns upside down when she meets a boy at the local market...
