A Player Felt Love (A Justin Bieber Fanfiction)

Chapter 52: Rejection

Say WHAAAAT? I updated. :3 Yayayayay.

Dedicated to @Kristal_Bieber for stalking this book. xD Jk, it was really sweet of you write those comments. :') THANK YOU.

I'll be starting a new Justin Bieber Fanfiction named I'll Take You Up. I know I told you it's a sequel to this story earlier but if you read the authors note in the last update, I explained why there won't be a seuquel. I'm gonna continue this story here. :)

So, I'm DARN SURE you're gonna love the new story. Stay tuned for it!

Lots of love!

(Ryan's P.O.V)

I watched as Sonia paced back and forth in the corridor. Her eyes fixed on her mobile as she texted someone, probably.

"You can sit down, Sonia." I suggested, getting up and pointing towards my bench where both of us could have enough space to sit.

"Uh," she looked at me for a while, "I'm good."

"Please?" I pleaded, hoping she'd not blow me off now.

"Ryan," she sighed, quiet for a while and then replied. "Alright." She took a few steps and sat next to my seat and I hesitantly sat down.

Thank the Lord!

"So, how- how was the time?"

"What time?"

"The time- after I left?" knowing it was a pretty crappy time to ask this, I just couldn't resist.

"This is why I didn't wanna sit with you." she mumbled, placing her phone in her pocket as she tried to get up but I caught her arm right on time.

"No, please- I just- I wanna know. Please," I pleaded in a rush. I really want to know what happened after I left. And the reason she hates me this much although I know the reason. It isn't really needed. But I hope this way she'll be able to complain freely and let out the exhaustion that had been building up inside of her for so long, resulting in her acting this way.

"Ever cared about when I want to talk about it?" she asked after a while, tilting her head to look at me. My grip loosened from her arm as I looked at my shoes.

"I doubt you're ever ready to talk about our past."

"Smart."

"Sonia, just tell me- please. It can help-"

"Help? Help?! How can it possible help in me getting over you?!" she raised her voice all of a sudden which caught me off guard.

She wanted to get over me? That is the last thing I wanted right now.

"Would you for once try sharing?" unbelievably my voice raised as well. Sonia stayed quiet, looking at me in- disgust is the word I'd use before she sighed and sat back.

"I'd start by pointing out how big of an asshole you are. You jerk," and I knew she wasn't finished just yet. It was just the beginning.

But I deserved it.

(Femke's P.O.V)

"Can't we do anything to stop them?" I asked Hareem while standing outside Mom's room. AKA Pattie.

"They're powerful and have a lot of sources. And the more we push them, the aggressive they get. They'd do anything to get that mall built there now." Hareem sounded down and that gave me a sign that she was out of ideas. That meant things were a lot more nastier than I thought. She was never the one to be out of ideas this quickly. "My Dad's a lawyer, Femke. He tried so hard for you people. They didn't even listen to him."