Childhood Bestfriends with Justin Bieber

Chapter 5

Amelia's POV :

I'm at the crossroads, I don't know where i'm going or what i'm doing. I have know idea what lies ahead. I don't know how I got here so soon i'm still young i'm not even middle aged yet.

Flashback :

'Okay, So when we are 20 we are going to get the most stylish house in Las Vegas and we are gonna live there. ' I said wistfully.

'We'll both be mega superstars and billionaires by then and we'll be known worldwide. We're going to have All the designer clothes and the best cars. ' Justin Replied

' I'll have a Porsche and you can have a Ferrari. '

Me and Justin spent an hour looking for clothes, houses and cars for the future. We had big plans and we were going to try our very best to make our dreams come true.

We already know what we're going to be, Mum said she knew what she Ppwas going to be until she reached the crossroads. Mum says its when you don't know which way to go. Me and Justin will never reach the crossroads, we know were we are going.

My mum told me I was destined for stardom, whatever that means. I think me and Justin will be just fine together and then maybe one day we might get married.

'Justin, what about marriage ?' I asked, frowning.

Justin giggled, he bent down on one knee with a serious expression on his face.

' Amelia Miller, will you do me the honour of becoming my awfully wedded wife. ' He said in a manly voice whilst trying not to giggle.

' I certainly will not ! ' I said in a rather queen-like voice stamping my foot on the ground. ' Unless you will do me the honour of becoming my awfully, terribly stupid husband. ' I continued rolling my eyes dramatically.

Justin giggled ' Okay then, and do you promise to hate me, never protect me and always treat me like garbage. '

' I do ' I said in my poshest accent.

' Then it is settled we are now man and wife, you may not kiss the groom ' He said.

Then we both fell on the floor laughing ourselves silly.

I loved Justin, he was like my twin brother its us against the world.

Reality ;

I can still clearly remember the day he left me, he just vanished leaving a note. I kept that note and treasured it.

All our future plans just disappeared and now he left me here at the crossroads. Good ole' JB. I Swore I'd never get here yet here I am, left or right ? He doesn't love Selena, even I can see that he never loved anyone but me. I was practically the sister he never had.

JB's POV :

' Vivian, I don't love her. ' I winged to my agent after making sure the coast was clear.

' So you want out ? ' Asked Vivian, sipping her coffee.

' So I've said at least 500 times already ! ' I cried, she was a top agent but maybe she could try actually listening sometimes.

' Well you can't now, the paps already caught you hanging with Jessie J if you get rid of Selena now they'll suspect something. You don't want to get a bad crowd in Arizona, anyway we don't have time to discuss this you have a massage in 30 mins, then a book signing later on and Demi Lovato's birthday party in the evening. ' She said typing away busily on her IPad.

I sulked like a little kid. Being famous was hard work I'd rather go back to my old life, go to university and get a good job with a nice family. Instead of being busy all the time, having a fake girlfriend, having the paparazzi in my face and my life plastered on a magazine. But ever since I'd got a recording contact there'd always been a chunk missing, like the other half of me was gone. At first I was excited about becoming a superstar I was loving the Fame, then after a year I realised I'd left something behind.