Keep Up The Act (A Justin Bieber Fanfic)

Keep Up The Act (A Justin Bieber Fanfic)

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Justin Bieber
Justin Bieber. Nobody in the world didn't know who he was. He was the most famous teenager on the planet, a complete popstar teen-sensation. Haters attacked him, people respected him, his music was listened to, and girls practically worshipped the ground he walked on. And then there was me. Naomi Rayne. The girl who nobody knew. At least, before I started dating Justin. .....Oh. And did I happen to mention that this relationship was completely fake? That when the curtains close, Justin and I struggle not to choke each other to death? This so-called "love" was all an act. Justin Bieber was my fake boyfriend. I would honestly rather date a complete jerk-filled asshole than him. Oh wait. I already am. How exactly did I get into this mess again?
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"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

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