Fall- A Justin Bieber Love Story

Chapter 34- Ship Jiley

Chapter 34- Ship Jiley

"Don't mess with my Beliebers. They are more frightening that an army,"~ Justin Bieber

I huff in annoyance before ending the call. I throw my phone down onto my bed next to me. That is the last time I try and get hold of Bruce. His stupid phone keeps going to voicemail. I have barely spoken to him these last few days since going to his house. In fact I don't think I have spoken to him at all. I close my eyes and try to relax. Between the short distance between mine and Justin's room I can hear him humming along. He requested a few hours to himself, before Avalanna comes, to work. The stress of his new album is really hitting him. He spends almost all his time in the studio. He doesn't really talk about the music he writes. He tells me to wait and see. I am curious as to where he got his inspiration from. When I moved to LA he told me he doesn't have any inspiration to write songs. Is his inspiration Miley?

I feel a sting at the thought but push it away. You can't.

I ignore my thoughts and strain to hear Justin. I slowly walk over to my door and open my door to hear him a bit better. I can hear him playing a really catchy tune. I subconsciously tap my foot along to the tune. Even without words I know this song will be amazing. I stand there just listening to the instrumental for this track. He is so unbelievably talented. All of a sudden he starts singing.

"Ooh, baby, I know loving you ain't easy
But sure is worth a try

Ooh, if there is a reason to call me a fool
'Cause I love too hard
Are there any rules, baby?
If this a lesson
Baby, teach me to behave
Just tell me what I gotta do
Just to stay right next to you, you, you

Oh, I can't help it, I'm just selfish
There's no way that I could share you
That would break my heart to pieces
Honestly the truth is...

If I could just die in your arms
I wouldn't mind
'Cause every time you touch me
I just die in your arms
Oooh, it feels so right
So, baby, baby, please don't stop, girl."

Pride swells in me. His vocals in that little sneak preview amazes me. He has grown so much through time and I know he will continue growing. I snap out of my thoughts when I hear him on the phone.

"Wassup my man?" A couple of seconds pass in silence as I can't hear what the other person is saying. "I am good. Just working... Yeah. Got another song that is almost ready to hit the album! It sounds amazing." It goes quiet again and a minutes later Justin laughs. "Yeah. I got the file. Thanks for digging that up. I owe you... Alright. Thanks again. Bye."

I back up into my room and shut the door. My eyebrows furrow. What file?

Justin's POV

I grin as I put my phone onto my desk. I play the backing track for my next song and I smile, feeling proud. Believe is slowly coming together and I am glad. The new sound I know my Beliebers will love. It's a mix of old Justin and new Justin. More mature people can listen to it. I get off my chair and go and sit on my untidy bed. I pull out the file an old mate of mine dug up and busy myself with digging up the secrets of Douche.

I hear my mom call me and I snap the file shut. My head hurts from the stuff I have learnt. Something doesn't add up but I just don't know what. I rub my temples before sliding the file underneath my bed and away from prying eyes.