Forbidden Love (Justin Bieber FanFiction) {DISCONTINUED}

Chapter 9

Rose POV:

I speed walked to the principal's office. I felt my face getting red as a tomato. I never felt this mad at anyone, especially Justin. It's none of his business to ask about why I wasn't here.

Well, I was in his business as well. I should have not told him anything, it will just make things worse. Even if he did lose his memories. I shake my head and opened the door to the main office.

"Um, Mrs. White sent me here to talk with the principal." The secretary glared at me and said with a harsh voice.

"The third door to the right." She crooked her pointing towards the hall.

I nod my head. "Thank you..." I said under my breath.

I went up to the door and lightly knocked it, wishing that Mr. Smith won't hear it.

"Come in please." Mr. Smith said.

So much for not hearing it...

I walked into the office. I looked around and saw that Mr. Smith was sitting at his desk, looking at his computer, typing something. "Come in Mrs. Martinez." He said from the computer. I nodded and stepped in.

He turned his attention to me. "Please take a seat." His hand gestures to the red leather chairs. I sat down, I noticed that my knees were shaking. I put down my head, looking down at my shoes.

"Now Mrs. Martinez, where is Mr. Bieber? Mrs. White said that both of you were supposed to come in here together."I lifted up my head, shrugging.

"I don't know." Mr. Smith simply nods.

"Well, we will wait until Justin comes in. So Rose did you hear about Justin?" My eyes went wide. I looked up at him.

I can't tell him about the accident. About that he was possibly driving drunk...

I shake my head."No, I haven't heard about Justin. What happened?" I said trying to act normal like I don't know anything about the accident. I shifted in my seat. Mr. Smith looked at me for a minute and went back on to the computer.

"Oh, well, there are rumors going around that Justin had lost his memories due to an accident." I looked around the room, ignoring Mr. Smith's eye contact. "But no one knows how he lost his memories."

"I wonder what happened..." I muttered.

"Anyway, as I said, we will wait for Mr. Bieber to come in to talk about your punishment." Mr. Smith stated, changing the subject. I nod, playing with my fingers.

There was a knock in the door. Mr. Smith looked up and said, "Come in." The door opened and Justin came in. He looked at me for a second and looked away. "Please Justin, sit down." He nods and sat on the seat that was next to mine.

"Now, Mrs.White called and told me that both of you left the room without permission and both of you ignored her when she called both you to go back to class," Mr.Smith said, putting his hands on his desk, looking both of us very seriously.

Justin and I didn't deny what he said. I looked around the room. And Justin looked at his shoes.

"I won't punish both of you so much, but for leaving the room and ignoring a teacher, you will both serve detention for 3 days after school."

I sat up and looked at him. He can't be serious! I can't stay in the same room with him!

"But Mr. Smith I am ver-" I started.

"No excuses Mrs. Martinez," He interrupted. "You will serve detention." I sighed loudly and nod. "Alright then, do you agree Mr.Bieber?"

He just nods."Okay then, now go back to class." I stood up and walked to the door, leaving the room. I could hear the door shut and someone walking behind me. I walked out of the office and to the main hallways.

"Hey, Rose! Wait up!" Justin's voice echoed in the hallway. I continued walking, ignoring him. Then I felt his hand on my arm. He spins me around to face him.

"What do you want?!" I asked, annoyed.

"What is your problem?" He asked loudly.

"Nothing! Okay? Just... leave me alone!" I tried to let go of his grip.

"Look, I'm sorry okay?" He said more quietly. "I didn't mean to hurt you." I removed my arm from his grip.

"But, you did anyways. It's like the Justin that bullied me is still in you." I said, walking away. Then I didn't hear him follow me. I reached to my classroom and walked in. Mrs. White didn't stop the lesson, but everyone turned to look at me. I quickly walked to my desk. I opened my notebook and wrote down the notes that are on the board.

Then Justin walked in. He went to his desk. Before he sat down he looked at me. His eyes looked sad. I looked away, continuing to write my notes. Throughout the class, I could feel Justin's eyes on me. I tried to ignore it, but I can't.

When the bell rang, I grabbed my things and went out of the room. I walked with my head down to my locker. I spun the dial and opened it. Then the door slammed shut, my fingers caught in between. I shout in pain. I turned and noticed that it was Jose. He grabbed my shirt and pulled me to him.

"Tell me what happened." He said through his teeth. I could feel the pain from my fingernails. "Tell me!" He yells louder.

"I don't know what you mean!" I yell back.

"Oh, yes you do. You just don't want to tell me." He made a fist prepared to punch me. Then a familiar voice shouts.

"Leave her alone Jose! Now!" I looked where the voice came from. Justin stood a few feet away from my locker.

Jose stares at me then he let go of my shirt. "You better watch yourself, Rose." His finger pointed at my face. Then he walked away towards his small group.

I opened the locker and looked at my fingers. They were all red. I went through my backpack looking for any bandages. I found a couple of them and put them on. I grabbed my binder for 2nd hour and closed my locker. Justin stood next to me.

"Are you alright?" He asked kindly. I stare at him.

"I didn't need your help," I said, crossing my arms.

"That's not what I saw." He said looking at me, his face filled with curiosity. I averted my gaze and looked at my damaged fingers. "Let me see." He surprisingly took my hand and looked at my hand. I felt my cheeks beginning to heat up. He examined them, removing the bandages.

"I'm so sorry." He said. He closed his eyes and brought my fingers to his lips, kissing every single one of them. My heart skipped a beat. My stomach dropped to my knees. I couldn't move, I want to remove my hand but I can't. He opened his eyes and looked at me, so sweetly. He was acting as if nothing happened earlier today.

I brought my hand back to my side. "I...um... I need to go to class." I jogged down the hall, getting as far from his as possible. I looked at my hand. I could still feel his soft lips on my hand. As if they were still there.

I shake my head, getting the thought out of my head.

I can't be near him.

That's the promise I made myself, that I am willing to keep.