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*COMPLETED* Relations are like glass, sometimes its best to leave them broken, than to hurt yourself trying to put them back together. If she's brave enough to love him, then she's strong enough to get over him. When she left me, i didn't let her walk away, i ran after her and poured my heart out on the pavement. I told her all the reasons i loved her, and i meant every word. I kissed her like i've never kissed her before and held her in my arms like i'm protecting the world, because she is my world. I fought for her. Didn't let her go. But she.............. Will Selena get back with Justin? Has he really changed? Or will both of them finally move on from eachother and find someone else? Cover: @dammnnbieber *I changed my username from jelenaisrising to windinhersails* -JELENAFANFICTION-

TEACH ME● This story is about how a girl had fallen in love with the famous singing sensation; Justin bieber. "Small relationships carry huge distances." -anonymous. The story is NOT completed yet, but the BOOK is completed. In other words, the story doesn't ends here. There is a sequel for it SOON. Please VOTE●COMENT●READ●SHARE. Copyrights are reserved please DO NOT CHEAT. This book is officially dedicated to @bieboxx Mature and abusive content. Read on your own risk. (And yep, I really hope you take the risk tho??) ■COMPLETED ON 10TH AUGUST 2018■

Re•sent•ment: The act of hating - no, loathing Justin Bieber. (Yes, I'm well aware that's not the actual definition, but it might as well be . . .) It's been ten years since we've seen each other and the feelings are still as strong. I'm not going to bore you with all the details of how our love was once intoxicating, consuming, and perfect. Because it was . . . until it wasn't. I've been fine without him. I haven't missed his cruelty, his coldness and his spite. And after the ugliest breakup in the history of breakups, I forced myself to move on. Year by year, the feelings I had for him slowly drifted away, but one encounter with him recently changed everything. One encounter made me realize how the heart doesn't forget, and how my mind is going to have to work overtime to make sure I never forget my definition of resentment. ----- NOT MY STORY full credit : N.London

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....

My eyes landed on Justin Bieber's. Then my eyes looked back to the doors. It made sense. Tons of teenage girls waiting to mob someone. It was either him or Harry Styles. I reached my hand out to shake his. "Evelyn Moore." I introduced. He glanced at my hand for a second before grabbing it. The handshake lasted a lot longer than any handshake should ever last. "Why are you in here Evelyn? Didn't you hear the announcement telling all customers to leave?" His tone of voice was one that would get me slapped if I ever spoke to my mother that way. "Obviously not." I sassed back. I rolled my eyes and walked away from him.