"we're gonna make this duet happen, and to hype it up, I want you two to start acting like a couple" I couldn't help but to start laughing at what I just heard. Scooter knows how to make a good joke. Justin didn't seem to have a reaction to this. I was expecting him to be against this just as much as I am considering he hates me, but instead he remained silent. "Ariana. I'm serious" Scooter said sternly He can't be serious. Justin and I can barely stand to be stand to be in the same car together, how could we ever act like a couple?

"What's your greatest fear?" "What do you mean?" "What are you scared of?" "You really wanna know?" "Yup." "I'm scared that my life will go by in a flash." - This book kinda sucks a lot but hey I don't control you. Some people seem to like this book, idk. Just saying, in words from the author, I hate this book. I wrote it when i was mf 10 years old - Another update: wow this has a lot of reads but wow this is the worrrrst fanfiction on this entire site tbh what is up

He was going to marry the love of his life. He had been waiting for it for so long. But she came across She was his soon-to-be-wife's sister She flipped his world around. Never had he ever admired anything so much, never had he ever seen anything so beautiful, never had he ever craved anyone so much. But they were never meant to be. Never made for each other, they themselves had no idea of how important they'd become for each other. Will their love take them against the forces of nature? Or will they Burn to ashes....

"Every girl wants a bad boy that will be good just for her" Brooklyn wasn't trying to find that kind of boyfriend. Until she met Justin. Can Manhattan Princess and Bronx Bad Boy fall in love? Upside downs or only true love? What is going to happen?

"Can you be completely fucking honest with me right now?" I questioned. Justin nodded. "What's this huge secret you're hiding from me? Huh?" I spat. Justin furrowed his eyebrows and I saw his jaw clench. "You were eavesdropping on my conversation?" He wondered, anger welling up in his eyes. "Yeah, I did. Now fucking tell me what's going on because I don't know how much more I can take!" I yelled. I saw his fists clench and he squeezed his eyes shut then reopened them. "I can't fucking tell you." He stated. I eyed him like he was crazy. At this moment, he was basically risking our relationship. "And why the hell not?" I asked. "Because, if I tell you..you'll leave me again and I don't think I can handle that again." He was now back to speaking softly. Cover by: drewsarianah