Sweet Nothing • (book one) jb

eighteen.

It's 4am so there are no songs inspired for this chapter. Just me and my sleep deprivasion

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"You can't runaway forever."

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The past few weeks have gone smoothly I would say. We have gone through the whole North America leg of the tour. I would say when we went back to Canada I was slightly happy seeing my home again. Even if it wasn't Stratford I was fine with it. The only part I hated was that my mother didn't even make an effort to come see me. I've called her a bunch of times but it's always gone straight to voicemail. This is all just proving my point that she doesn't care, that she never did.

As for Justin and I, we both have completely erased the incident from weeks ago out of our minds and I was more than happy about that. We had been treating each other worse than before, however. We had even gotten into a physical fight because he just decided to be a pain in the ass and made a rude remark about the drugs. He always did that now.

When he did, made that sneer remark, I don't know what happened to me, but all I know was that I ended up on top of Justin punching the shit out of him. He ended up having a bloody nose and lip while I was left with nothing but a bruise because of the way I tackled him to the floor. Hah, he was such a little bitch boy.

He had also been spending most of his time with his precious little girl toy, Selena. Ever since she arrived he had been pretty much occupied with her presence. I wasn't complaining because he was barely around me anymore. The only down fall is that they both have taken over the bedroom on the tour bus leaving me to the couch in the living area. It wasn't as comfy as it looked the day I first saw it. I had grown accustomed to sleeping in the bed, but his toy ruined that...

I had complained numerous of times but nothing works. I got fed up with arguing with Justin about it so I just completely gave up.

Selena on the other hand, was willing to sleep on the couch. I would have let her but stupid Justin has to be the over protective boyfriend. Selena has been trying to become friends with me, too, but I just try my best to avoid her. I don't need friends. All I need is myself, that's all I've ever gotten. Nothing was going to change that.

I wasn't in need of any friends on this tour. I had become more than close to the whole crew. Scooter, Alfredo, Allison, Ry and Kenny. Kenny I've especially grown close to since I've known him since the first day I came here. He was likely protector. He was guarding me more than Justin.

As a matter of fact, right now I was on Kenny's back because he was carrying me down the back stage halls. He was acting as if he was a horse and I couldn't help, but to laugh at his foolish ways. He was even making the noises and everything.

We were on Justin's last show in Miami and he was currently performing and filming. I guess they were making another movie about the tour and Justin's life, but nobody was positive else where but the people in the team. That's including me. They didn't really have much of a concept for the movie, so all they are doing for now is recording him performing.

I could hear through the thick walls as Kenny slowed down his pace, the sounds of girls screaming. I scrunched my nose up in annoyance and Alfredo laughed as we slowly approaced him.

"That's a cute look for you, Alex." He chuckled.

I stuck my tongue out at him and then grinned showing him I was amused. Alfredo always knew how to get me to smile.

"I'm Justin Bieber and thank you for believing in me, 'cause I believe in you." I heard Justin shout through the mic.

It was then that I knew the show was finally over. The screams had gotten louder and Selena ran past screeching. I covered my ears as Kenny began to walk over with the rest of the crew who greeted Justin as he began to walk through.