I am in an affair with Justin Bieber. If someone had told me a month ago that I would one day say those words & actually mean them, I would have insisted they were on crack. I don’t know why I agreed to this. I have a boyfriend. Who is not in any way, shape, or form Justin. Yes, I’m attracted to Justin. Majorly. But do I actually have legitimate feelings towards him? I have no idea. All I know is I’ve gotten caught up in a situation I never imagined myself to be in, & there’s really no turning back now. ♦ ♦ ♦ Dark blue, dark blue Have you ever been alone in a crowded room? ♦ ♦ ♦ Posting with permission from the author

Justin wrapped his warm hands around my waist. "I could be your boyfriend.", he said, his breath touching my neck. Which sent chills down my back. I immediately removed his hands off my waist and turned around to face him. "But you're not. So, don't push your luck, Bieber." He chuckled, "Oh, is that a challenge, Ms. Ariana Elizabeth White?" "Think of it as whatever you want." I replied, too quickly. "Okay then.", he smiled, "If I get you to become my girlfriend within the next 3 months, then we're gonna go out to public. You'll have to date me for as long as I want. And, to make it official...." he then smirked. "...I'll seal it with a kiss." I rolled my eyes and walked off. He just uses every girl like a play toy. He'll just do the same to me ...right? ***** They go on one of the wildest journeys of their lives. Will their bet remain a bet, or will it change into love? Hatred? Or will they both lose their only chance to become one?