Broken Hearts and Smart Ass Remarks. (Justin Bieber love Story) Secret AdmirerSoooo Sorry it's been a while! It's a short chapter too :( But I will try to write some more :) I have a lot of free time since i quit swim team.... THank you for all the messages, Just one message means a lot to me!!
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I like you, but I don't have the guts to tell you…
I slipped outside this morning just to grab the paper, nothing else. I was pretty much exiled to the quiet and lonely house, with only my thoughts for company. It was how I dealt with being hurt. I looked down and saw a small sticky note stuck to my shoe. Picking it up, I realized it was a note from a secret admirer that I had no clue about. I felt a couple little butterflies in my stomach, before realizing that I had no clue who this was from. For all I knew it could be the old man living next door.
I sighed, stuffed it in my pocket and walked back inside in my imitation uggs… life really couldn't get any worse at this point.
But of course, it can.
Just then, I looked down at my phone to see it buzzing, for over the millionth time since yesterday. It was Justin.
I sighed, I was going to have to talk to him one time or another.
"What." I said coldly.
"Miranda, i've been so worried. Where have you been? Why haven't you answered my calls? What happened on the beach yesterday?" he asked sadly. I could feel my heart breaking, just by the tone of his voice. He was really upset.
But I just couldn't help myself.
"Been busy. And I assume you've been busy as well?" I asked angrily. He sputtered.
"I- what?" he asked. I shook my head in annoyance. He could at least just come out clean instead of lie to me.
"You know what I'm talking about. Are you a virgin Justin? I think not… seeing as you pick up a new girl per day. Was I just one of those girls? Was I one of many being played at the same time just for your pure enjoyment?" I practically yelled. I could feel myself steaming over.
"Of course not, I love you Miranda! Just like I said! I meant every word I said! " he yelled back, his voice cracking a little. It was all scripted so well.
I could only shake my head again.
"If you're trying to make me feel bad with your little performance here, then just stop. You're just giving yourself more shit to feel bad about later. I'm done, I'm not going to waste my time on you like all those other girls have." I said hoarsely, the tears brimming in my eyes. I could hear him sniffle a little and I hung up the phone, standing there for a minute.
Now would be a great time to stop existing. ( XD )
I can't remember how long I stood there, studying the walls, not thinking about anything in particular. I was just blank, thinking about who knows what. I was happy about not being sad but I was sad about not being happy. I thought people were supposed to feel good after getting rid of the bad things in their lives.
I walked into my room and sat down on my bed. I suddenly felt very bored. 'Might as well get dressed and see what comes my way.' I thought
I took a quick shower and straightened my hair, making it fall past my shoulder blades. I put a coat of mascara, making my blue eyes look a little better than ordinary. I hated how I looked, which was why I spent less than a couple of minutes in front of a mirror everyday. The color of my tan skin in contrast with my light blue eyes was odd to me.
I dashed to my room and threw on my ripped skinnies and a long sleeve shirt. Slipping on my vans, I left my phone but took my camera. I had no clue why.
So I started down the side walk, and walked down the drive and turned the corner. I smelt the fresh air of the beach and I started jogging down the path all the way to the sand. Kicking off my shoes, I left them where they were and started towards the water.
When I was nearing the water, I sat down in the sand, enjoying the feel of it in my toes. I just closed my eyes, letting the air run through my hair, having my own little perfect movie moment.
I heard a rustle to my left and I jumped, startled.
It was Justin.
"Yes. I am." he said softly.
I gave him a questioning look.
"I'm a virgin." he said. He sounded so honest, but for some reason, I still didn't believe him. So I continued to stare ahead.
"Miranda, believe me. That girl, in the arcade, it wasn't my fault."
I shook my head in disbelief. That's what they all say. I would know.
He made a noise that sounded like a cross between a groan and a whimper beside me. I turned to look at him. He was sitting next to me, his head in his hands.
He looked up, his eyes were red.
"I wouldn't hurt you." he told me. I felt his hand on my cheek as he pushed some hair behind my ear.
You already did. I wanted to say.
But instead, I leaned in and kissed him softly, taking all the pain away. He kissed back and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him on the sand. All of a sudden, I felt the cold, icy water touch my toes, sending an unexpected shock through my entire body. I screamed and Justin laughed, pulling me up and we ran back up the sand, retreating from the water.
He turned to me again and kissed my cheek, then pulled me into a huge hug.
"I love you." he whispered in my ear. I sighed softly.
"i love you too." I whispered back. I felt him smile against my cheek.
We walked slowly back to the street, barefooted and holding our shoes. All the while he had his arms around me, forming a protective barrier.
It felt really good.
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