~Coming Back Home~ A Justin Bieber Love Story~

~Coming Back Home ~

Justin's coming back. He's coming home. I take my hand and put it to my forehead. Is it possible to get this nervous in twenty minutes? When is he even coming?! I know tonight but what time? I wouldn't be surprised if he had some gorgeous girlfriend at his side. Bruce and Dianne have always been there for me, even during the hard times. Unlike my father who's rotting in jail where he belongs, My father abused me and my mom, I don't remember much. But he's been in jail for a year now. It was going on for as long as I can remember. I guess Justin and I drifted when I started getting close to Jake, which Justin doesn't know about. I've known jake for two years now. We were close friends for a year and a half until he asked me out two months ago, he's the popular guy at school, he could have any girl he wanted. Me? I'm more the bystander, with Chaz and Ryan.

Another sigh escapes my lips as I slide down my bedroom door. What will I even wear tonight? It's only a movie night but still. I can't stay on this floor forever, plus I promised jake I'd call. I probably should you know. I should. I take my phone out of my jean pocket and dial Jakes number

Jake: hello?

Me: hey, it's me.

Jake: hey what's up?

Me: nothing really, guess who's coming back home?

The other line goes silent for a second. He's really going to guess isn't he?

Jake: I dunno who?

Me: Justin

Jake; who's Justin?

He knows fine rightly who Justin is. All I ever did was talk about him, which I guess made jake kind of jealous. But I couldn't help it, it just spilled out.

Me; Justin Bieber, Jake.

I hear him sigh, probably rolling his eyes at me.

Jake: whys he coming home?

Me; he lives here?

Jake: Sadly

He said that really lowly, probably not wanting me to hear.

Me: alright see you later

Jake: yeah whatever

The line goes dead and yet another sigh escapes. Why does Jake always treat me like this? The only boys that have ever trully respected me are Ryan, Justin and Chaz. My dad doesn't even know what the word respect is.

I stand up and walk to the dresser taking out a pair of light blue skinny jeans and a red v neck. It is only a movie night with the boys.

'Lauren honey?' my mom shouts from downstairs

'Yeah?'

'Im heading out with Shane alright? Have a good night with the boys and have them out by twelve okay? Love you!'

'Alright , love you too'

Shanes my moms boyfriend. He's alright I guess. I haven't really gotten to know him, but it's only been a couple weeks from when they first went out and I've only met him once, I get changed and pull my hair back into a ponytail until my make ups done. I Put on a light foundation and mascara. Not really dressing up am I?

Why an I even getting ready now? For all I know they could be hours. God knows when justins flight is. I'm so nervous to see him. Butterflies form in my stomach just thinking about it. I guess all there is to do is wait right?