O.M.B. (A Justin Bieber Love Story)(First in the Our World Series)

Part 4:Chapter 27: Waking Up To You

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. All the things that  he put her through. And in only one day, She had given up.

Layla's tired eyes popped open at Justin. The only thing that she wanted was him to be gone. Justin's face had no expression. The defintion of totally blank. Justin reached out for Layla's hand. His eyes were begging for forgiveness. Even though, He looked as if he had no idea why Layla was furious. But Layla knew. He lied. Everything was a lie.

"W-what?" Justin exclaimed, taking Layla's hand before she quicky snapped it back. Layla had a look of betrayel oh her pale face. Nothing more. He knew why.

"Get out!" Layla yelled, pushing Justin away from her. Justin still fought against her, trying to pull her into his arms. That wasnt going to be enough for her. Layla pulled herself away, dragging herself out of bed, brushing past Justin, heading for the door.

As Layla let out a sigh, she felt Justin grip her hand in his. She looked back into his eyes. The only thing that had her still in that room with him.

Layla's eyes became wet with tears as Justin caressed her cheek. She smacked his hand away from her and  looked at him with daggers in her eyes. Justin stepped back. A look of hurt, lingering deeply into his hazel eyes.

"I dont... Understand. What did I do?" Justin whispered, setting his back against the door so Layla couldn't escape from him. Layla raked a hand through her hair and tore her gaze away from Justin's baby-face.

Justin pursed his lips and played with Layla's fingers. Layla bit her lip and fought to look Justin in the eyes.

"You lied." Layla mumbled, walking away from the door and away from him. But Justin was right on her heels.

"What?" He asked, clearly confused at Layla's words. Of course in his mind, it was ok. It was ok for him to hurt her. He was a boy. And for a boy, that was ok.

"You. Lied." She spat, turning towards him. Her eyes were now filled with hatred and pain. No longer love. Forget the love and focuss on the pain. Justin's eyes were fully open now, staring into Layla's deep blue eyes.

"Wha-"

"You lied! You took everything we had and threw it away! You went and found yourself another girl! I hate you!" 

Layla stood there, trying to catch her shakey breath. Her knees were shaking.

"Justin. Just..." Layla turned the window that seemed to be reflecting the pain on to her bedroom walls. Justin just stood there, waiting for words to slither from his lips. Layla turned her head, discovering him. He was still standing there. Waiting for her. But she wasn't going to come back to him this time.

Justin walked slowly up to the bed, snatching his coat up from the sheets.

"I love you..." Justin muttered under his breath, heading for the door. Layla turned her head, keeping it upward to the sky.

"Save it for Selena." Layla spat out once more, turning her head backward towards the window, watching the sun come up.

And then he was gone.

Layla sighed once more.

Her love was gone.

Her heart was broken.

Everything was broken.

How was she suppost to go on?

He broke her heart.

And now....

She was going to break his.