Chapter 22 - It's Killing Me

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Ok hey it's now 7 a.m Lol 

Ik ur thinkin'  why the hell are u up at 7 ??

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As soon as we got to the private ‘Celebrity’ room, I put my headphones in and took out my laptop, naturally opening my facebook, twitter and tumblr. It was the usual things;

Tumblr = Paps pictures of me and Justin.

Facebook = Boring status’.

Twitter = ‘Follow me Justin!!!’.

Scrolling mindlessly down the pages, I didn’t think anything of it until I saw some tweets involving me at the airport. Apparently I’m a mean bitch that shouts at little fans. I’m so sick of rumours and people’s bullshit. Frustrated, I closed down my twitter, tumblr and turned my attention to facebook,unusual, facebook is shit now. -27 People Online- It makes sense that there is hardly anyone on due to the time change. A few of my friends were online and I want to talk to them so bad but I know I can’t because it’s supposed to be Justin and I time. I shut down my laptop, threw it onto the opposite sofa and curled up in a ball. With my music blasting away, I didn’t realise what was going on around me and soon drifted off to sleep. After a little while, Justin sat on the coffee table and rubbed my back slowly to wake me up. I groaned and turned over, opening my eyes slowly. Justin leant forward, removed my headphones and kissed me on my forehead.

“What’s the matter?” He asked.

“Nothing.” I lied.

“Come on, I know you too well, you know you can’t lie to me.” Justin said winking.

“Really, it’s nothing.” I said, rubbing my temples, realising my head was in pain. Maybe I should’ve turned my music down before I fell asleep.

“Why can’t you tell me? I thought we told each other everything.” He gave me the puppy dog eyes and stroked my hair.

“We do but I just don’t want to tell you this.”

“Why not?” He looked genuinely upset.

“Just…because…well, I don’t want it to ruin our getaway so I might as well forget about it.” I mumbled. “It was nothing.”

“Nothing? Is that why your eyes are red and your nose all snuffly? Is that why you have been quieter than usual?” Damn, he got me.

“Okay, you win. There is something up but I can’t tell you.”

“And the reason for that is…”

“Because I don’t want to hurt your feelings.”

“I’m a big boy, I’m sure I can handle it.”

“Okay, well…your fans hate me, your family hates me and the whole freakin’ world hates me. I just had a little girl tell me to go die and a mother telling me to ‘stop eating your face’. I logged onto twitter and people are saying I hate children and I am only with you for your fame.”

“Haters gonna hate hun.”

“Do you think that makes it hurt any less Justin? Everyone has something bad to say about me. Hell, if your mum couldn’t accept me then what makes you think everyone else will!? Why does it have to be so hard? All I want is to be with you, like a normal teenage couple. I don’t care about the fame or money or anything stupid like that; I like you for you. But, lately it’s been harder and I don’t know how much more of it I can take.” A tear strolled down my face and Justin wiped it away with his hand but more tears fell and he gave up after the first few. “It’s killing me Justin. It’s killing me to have to hold back when I’m out with you in fear of what your ‘fans’ are going to say. And when I finally let loose, everyone gives me shit for it, for being a teenager, for living my life.”

“But isn’t that why we are going on holiday, to get away from all of this?”

“And then what Justin? Have a week of pure bliss and then everything turns back to normal? It shouldn’t be this hard Justin. We shouldn’t have to go to some exotic location just to have some alone time. Other celebrities can do it and not get hate so why can’t you!?”

“Cause I’m different…”

“No. You’re not different, your fans are different. They are becoming obsessive and controlling. You’re not their robot Justin. They want you to themselves. They expect you to do concerts all year long, make new albums, do photo shoots and stay single. That’s not right, that’s not a life. I honestly think I can’t do this anymore.”

“So you’re breaking up with me because of my fans!?” Justin stood up and looked down at me.

“I never said I was breaking up with you, I just don’t know if I can do this anymore.”

“I, I don’t know what to say.” Justin walked around the room before coming back to sit on the sofa beside me. “How about this, we go on this holiday, see how our relationship is then and if you’re still not happy when we come back, you can call the shots.”

“I guess that could work.”

“Whatever happens, I love you.” He kissed me passionately and then picked up his bags; it is time for the flight. “You coming then or are you staying here?” He asked. I picked up my bag and followed Justin. I really hope he is right, if this holiday doesn’t fix us, nothing can.

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