Broken - A Justin Bieber Love Story

Eleven

Eleven

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Song Of The Chapter

Turning Pageby Sleeping At Last

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          Maylee

     We reached my house and I was more than relieved. I hadn't spoken a word and I wasn't planning to. Justin was confusing. His feelings are everywhere. How would I know if he still has feelings for Selena?

     In the driveway was where we sat for minutes, neither of us speaking. I wanted to get out but I didn't want to leave on a bad note.

     "I just don't want you to get hurt." Justin croaked, his jaw locking.

     I looked at him, my expression blank.

     "It's easier if we stay friends." He mumbled.

     Did Justin just friend-zone me...?

     I raised an eyebrow.

     "I'm sorry..."

     Huffing, I finally snapped. "No, Justin, you're not sorry. I don't know how many times I have to tell you but I'll keep telling you. You'll never change!"

     His expression held anger, but sorrow at the same time. He looked hurt and some part deep in me wanted him to be. He'll know how I feel now.

     "I really think being friends is best for both of us." Justin replied.

     "We can't be friends Justin," I almost yelled, "It's too hard. Can't you see that I like you? Have you not noticed everything I've done? I've put up with your whining about what a horrible life you have. You put me last but I'm okay with it, because I love you Justin. I always have, more than you love me. I mean, do you even like Selena?"

     I couldn't tell what Justin was thinking of but I really wish I could. A drop fell onto my hand and I realized I was crying.

     Turning to look at him, he didn't look back. His eyes were glued to the wheel as he ran his hand through his hair. And once again, silence fell upon us.

     "Maybe you can talk to me once you figure out your feelings, Justin."

     With those words, I stepped out of Justin's car and paced towards my house, not looking back. I grabbed the key inside the plant pot and unlocked the door, putting the key back in place. I closed the door, still not taking any glances at Justin.

     I took a deep breath and closed my eyes for a moment.

     I need to get over Justin.

     Opening my eyes, a sudden wave washed over me, like I had become someone new. I had so much energy in me right now and I don't know where it's coming from.

     I grabbed my phone and dialed a number quickly.

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     "How about this one?" Paige holds up a nice dress, twirling around with it in the mirror.

     I shrugged.

     "It looks good on you."

     She frowns at me, "We're here to buy you a prom dress."

     "I know, but I'm just not that into pink and sparkles."

     "Okay, we can work with that. How about this one?" She pulls another dress from the rack. I shake my head, making a face to show her I'm not interested.