Hey! This is inspired by LottieLou01. She has written two Justin Bieber love stories and I am hooked. So, I thought I'd write my own. So, here we go!
Disclaimer: I don't own Justin Bieber or any songs that may be in here.

Juliet

Justin POV

I walked to the basketball court to practice with Usher and Scooter. But, when we got there, there was already someone there. She wasn't very tall, with long blond curly hair. Her back was to us. She was shooting hoops with perfect accuracy.

"Yo!" I called. Maybe that wasn't a good idea. She turned around and looked at me. Her eyes were an icy blue color, like aquamarines.

"Justin Bieber. Wow. Last time it was Orlando Boom," she said sarcastically, a smirk on her lips. I laughed.

"Yeah, I'm no Orlando, but..." She laughed.

"You guys here to shoot hoops?" she asked us, holding up the basketball she was holding.

"Yeah, that's the point of a basketball court," I pointed out. She giggled.

"Good point. Okay, how about we do a two on two? Me and Usher against JB and Scooter?" We nodded.

"That'd work," Usher said.

"Cool. Well, they have jerseys over here," she directed, pointing to a door to the red center this belonged to. We got the pennies, me and Scooter red and the girl and Usher blue.

"I'm Juliet, by the way," she said before we started.

"Nice to meet you, Juliet. I'm Justin," I said. She laughed. The game was quick, ending with Jules - Juliet's nickname - and Usher winning with 10 to 6. But, get this. Most of the shots were Juliet's. I was panting by the end of the game.

"Damn, girl. Where's you learn to play like that?" I panted, supporting myself on my knees.

"Practice makes perfect, Bieb," she said simply. I laughed. Suddenly, I heard myself singing "U Smile". Jules jogged over to her gym bag where the sound was coming from. Her phone, I realized.

"I swear I've heard that song before," I said to her.

"You don't say?" she asked sarcastically and answered the phone. She frowned and went pale, which was hard for her, since she was already pale.

"Hey, what's up?" I asked when she hung up.

"I... have to go. Dad needs me," she said, packing up her stuff.

"Oh, okay," I said unsurly. There had to be a reason she looked so scared when he had called. She left, practically sprinting.

"Yo, what's up with her? She looked like she saw a ghost," Scooter commented.

"I know... Wonder what that's about," I mused. Over the next week, we saw Juliet at the basketball court. We became friends, best friends, even. But, this may seem strange, but I'm falling for her. She's gorgeous in a million ways and she's strong and she's nice. There's nothing not to like about her. Then one day, Scooter and Usher didn't come with me to the court.

"Hey. Alone today, huh?" she asked.

"Yeah. Usher and Scooter had to do something at the studio." She nodded in understanding.

"Yeah. The music business. It's unpredictable," she agreed. "I guess it's just a one-on-one match, then." I nodded. Like, halfway through the game, we knocked into each other. We went tumbling down, me falling on top of her. The air left her with a whoosh.

"Oops," I said. She smiled at me.

"I actually like this position," she said and leant up and kissed me. I froze. What the...? Then I kissed her back, twining my fingers in her hair. Her arms wrapped around my neck and flipped us over, so she was on top. Then there was a bright flash of light and we jumped, causing Juliet to fall off of me. I looked around to see none other than a man with a professional looking camera. He started running.

"Shit," I cursed under my breath.

"Oh, no," Juliet breathed from beside me.

"What was that?" I laughed, looking over at her. She blushed.

"I don't know," she mumbled. "I was just acting on how I feel."

"Some feelings," I commented.

"I could say the same for you." She smirked at me and this time I blushed.

"Oh, yeah," I said awkwardly, running a hand through my hair.

"Yeah." She laughed and rolled over so she was facing me. "But it was a pretty sweet kiss." I smiled.

"Yeah, it was. Is it possible I'll get more?" I asked, eyebrows raised.

"Maybe," she smiled and leant foward and kissed me again. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her against me. Since then, we've been inseperable. Word from the press got out and we were officially a "thing", whatever that was. On our one month aniversery, we rented a hotel room. And everything was up hill from there. Life couldn't be any better. Until the next moring.

So? What'd ya think? Next chapter's already up, so bye!

Love,
Ashley