My World. A Justin Bieber Romance.

Chapter 25;

I cant believe I have 25 chapters with 4,000 views in total. Its completely crazy. I remember dancing at the fact I could get 10 people to read one chapter, but on average i'm getting 160 on just one! Not only can I not believe that I have so many people reading my story, I also cant believe I'm on Chapter 25! I was so close to deleting this story, and its actually come quite far.

So thank you to all who read my stories, & also vote for them too. Means the world:').

Enjoyyyy.

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This chapter is about Hannah & Ryan now, as its important. Its going back to the party.

Hannah's POV. 

"Happy Birthday to you,

Happy Birthday to you,

Happy Birthday to Charlotte, 

Happy Birthday to you!"

Everyone chorused as Charlotte blushed vigorously and running into the arms of her cousin who she adored. The lights dimmed and Justin began singing his new song that he hadn't even finished recording yet. He had been so nervous about today, wanting to make every single detail about Charlotte's birthday perfect. Seeing how important this day was to the pair of them, I decided to keep the night's before mishaps to myself. Forcing myself to be around Ryan was the worst, if anything I just wanted to be as far away from him as possible, but that didn't stop him for pestering me every minute of my day. We argued every time we saw each other, he kept complaining I wasn't giving him time to explain, but I didn't even want to give him even a seconds thought... though he'd managed not to get out of my head for a second. Sighing, I looked up at Justin, who's eyes were screaming about how much he loved Charlotte, there wasn't even a single ounce of doubt that these two didn't love each other. I could imagine them together forever, married and looking after children. 

Tearing my gaze away from the connection between Justin and Charlotte, I noticed familiar blue eyes with light brown, curly hair that sweeped from the side. My heart began to race, I knew he wanted to talk to me. Maybe even try to explain himself again, but there was no excuse to defend what he did. Nothing. Turning on my heel sharply, I walked quickly over to the girls bathroom. Sighing with relief, I realised no one was here, so I looked in the mirror, shocked to find tears already running down my face. Tearing a square of tissue paper, I dabbed at the tears, trying to take them off without wiping my make up with it too. 

"Hannah! I know your in there. Just come out already!" Ryan shouted from the door, banging on it occasionally. "This is a girls bathroom, so I dont really want to barge in, but don't think that will stop me!" He shouted again. Trembling, I stayed quiet. Begging that he wouldn't come in. I couldn't face him, let alone talk to him. The fight this morning was only small compared to the fights we had shared the previous night. "Right. I'm coming in" He warned. Staying where I was, in the middle of the room, staring at the door, I didn't even have a plan. I could of locked myself in the toilet cubical but I would know I would have to face him sooner or later. 'I just wish it was later' I added to my thoughts as Ryan opened the door easily. It wasn't locked, he just had some morals about barging into the ladies room. There could of been another woman in here for all he knew.

Striding in, his blue eyes were filled with hurt. Those eyes that could distract me from anything, even taking some of the hate I felt for him. Damn, I was a sucker for blue eyes. His dark blond, light brown, curly hair was pushed back, making him look smart. His crisp white shirt was buttoned up but leaving the top one open. He wore a black tie, matching my own sequined open-back dress. His black suit made Ryan not only look smart, but handsome. Usually I would describe him as good looking, hot, even sexy... but now, handsome suited him better than any word I could think of. Though, he was also a bast*rd.