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You Give Me Purpose

You Give Me Purpose

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Fanfic
Justin Bieber
All Zada ever wanted to do in life was become a professional dancer. Nothing was gonna get in her way. At least until feelings start to develop for the one and only Justin Bieber. Becoming a backup dancer for Justin's upcoming tour, she can't get enough of the superstar. Over time secrets start to develop and people start to change. How will Zada feelings for Justin affect her career and everyone else around. Could every decision she make hurt her in the end. Bring in a jealous ex girlfriends, die heart fans, a little social media, and let's just say you got yourself drama. A/N!!!! This story is not a cliche btw, j may seem like the cute fuckboy he is. That being said, this will contain sex scense for you dirty little fans ;) IF ANYONE CAN MAKE A BETTER COVER FOR ME PLEASE MESSAGE ME BC I KNOW THIS ONE SUCK
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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

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