Meant To Be (J.Bieber Love Story)

Meant to be

Skylar's P.O.V

I walk into my house, seeing no one. "Hello?" I call out.

"Mom and dad aren't here." Frankie comes in scaring me a little. She chuckles evilly. "Scaredy Cat."

"I'm not a scaredy cat. I just though no one was here." I say annoyed. I walk go to walk down the stairs, but Frankie stops me.

"Where were you all day?" She asks me.

"It's none of your business." I say trying to pass her, but she stops again. What the fuck does she want.

"Actually it is my business, because I'm your older sister and I deserve to know." She spats. She's always on my case. Twenty-Four/Seven.

I was about to say something, but I interrupted by my phone ringing. I pull it out and I see:

Justin Bieber 💸 😎 🌚

I felt my phone being snatched out of my hands. "Who do we have here?" Frankie smirks.

"Stop it." I say trying to reach for my phone, but she jerks it back.

"Justin Bieber?" She annoyingly chuckles. "Awww, you're 19 and you're a Bieber fan? What a baby." She spits pressing decline.

"No! What the fuck is your problem." I say snatching my phone away from her, angrily.

I groan and push her out of my way, and make my way downstairs to the basement.

I walk into my black and purple room. Yes, my room is in the basement. There's other rooms in the house, I just like the basement better. I get comfy on my bed and go call Justin back.

(S-Skylar, J-Justin)

J:hello?

S:hey, sorry. My sister had my phone

J:it's alright

S:so what's up?

J:I wanted to know if you would like to write a song with me, you know come down to my house, or I come to yours and we can make the magic

S:Justin, I said I'll think about it

J:I know, but I'm impatient

S:*laughs* okay fine, I'll write a song with you

J:yes! and I told my manager about you.

S:what

J: my manager, Scooter Bruan. I told him about your work, and he'd like to meet you

S:oh my gosh, that's great but there's one problem

J:what?

S:I don't like to sing in front of people, no one reads my book, and my lucky drum set is at my house, I don't play any drum but Jessie

J:*laughs* you named your drum Jessie

S:yes, gotta problem?

J:not at all, I think it's cute

S:yeah, yeah. But I'm serious about all those stuff.

J:you let me read your book, you sang in front of me; and your drum set is the same as any other set, Come on Skylar

S:I don't know Justin. And isn't your manager in Cali?

J: yeah. So?

S: I haven't been out of Canada. EVER.

J: are you serious?

S: dead serious.

J: that's going to change on Friday.