My Best Friend's Roommate: (Justin Bieber Fan Fic)

Seven | "Why'd You Have To Come Here?"

I take a deep breath and open my room door slowly. Waiting on the other side was Bieber. I decided to quit being a jerk (for now) so that I can get my part done. My hands were sweaty. I'd never actually written a song before and I hope my lyrics would meet the same level that his did. When the door finally opens and I'm standing face-to-face with him, he's smirking.

"It's two days."

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, I know. Come in."

Bieber sits on my bed. "Let's here what you got."

"You have to play the chords again." I say.

He takes out his phone and the music comes on, this time with bass and more instruments. It sounds like something Ryan would make.

I breath slowly and close my eyes. On queue I start to sing:

Ooh, if there is a reason to call me a fool

'Cause I love too hard

Are there any rules, baby?

If this is a lesson

Baby, teach me to behave

Just tell me what I gotta do

Just to stay right next to 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, boy

When I open my eyes, Bieber is looking at me smiling. "That was good."

I smile back. "Thanks."

"Actually, that was great. I knew it would be anyways."

Now I'm blushing. Ew. Bieber made me blush. We sit and stare at each other for about five seconds, silence filling the room. Bieber looks away and glances at his phone.

"Oh! I gotta go." he jumps up.

I frown in confusion. "Dude, we weren't here for ten minutes yet and you're already leaving? You've gotta stop doing that."

"I know but I have a hot date with Bailey. Don't wanna be late." he winks at me and rushes out the door without even saying anything. Guess I should be use to that by now.

"Whatever." I mumbled.

I look my own phone and see that it's only 2:34 pm. My vocal class doesn't start until 3:30 pm which gives me time to check out the music store just a few blocks from campus. I throw on my sneakers and head out of the door.

As I'm walking out of my building, I run into Ryan. We haven't spoken in what felt like so long.

"Hey." he says quietly. He's looking everywhere but at me.

"Hey." I slide a strand of hair behind my ear and stand there awkwardly.

"What have you been up to?" he asks.

To be honest, I was hurt so much when Ryan put us on a break but, I was kind of starting to adjust to it. I was starting to like it. I didn't want us to stop being friends completely but stepping away from him really gave me time to myself.