Allie ran out of the house with a tear stained face, feeling a new pinch behind her eyes before a fresh cluster of tears ran down her face. Her vision was blurred as she quickly dug through her purse for her keys. She unlocked her car and jumped inside, slamming the door before she allowed herself to finally break down once and for all. It was like someone had suddenly hit a button and the river of tears started rolling down her rosy cheeks. She looked in the rearview mirror to see her once blue and lively eyes, now red, puffy, and broken. She quickly wiped the tears off her cheeks and started her car waiting for the purr of her engine. Allie pressed her foot on the gas and sped out of his driveway.

Allie walked into Justin's home happy and excited to see him.

"Justin I'm home!" She yelled expecting to see him run down the stairs but instead was greeted by silence.

Allie decided he probably wasn't home from the studio yet and decided to lounge in the living room until he got home. As she walked into the room she spotted Justin sitting on the couch staring blankly at the computer. His jaw was clenched tight, and his face displayed hurt, confusion, and anger.

"Hey babe." Allie said cheerfully, but was not answered. "Justin what's the matter?"

"What the hell is this?" Justin abruptly demanded pointing towards the computer screen

As allie sped down the highway all she could think of was Justin. She missed him so much and hated when they fought, although they almost always talked it out right after. Something about this fight felt different than all of the others, almost like this was the final time she would ever see Justin.

"Justin I promise you that tabloid is lying, I would never cheat on you!" Allie explained as the first tear of the night fell.

"Those pictures look pretty damn real to me!" Justin exclaims storming over to Allie "How could you kiss my best friend, and to think, I thought you loved me."

"I do love you!" Allie stated breathlessly "Ask your best friend, that is not me! That has to be photoshopped!"

"I DON'T CARE ANYMORE ALLIE! JUST GET OUT!"

As allie continued down the road her vision was getting blurrier and blurrier from the hot tears spilling down her face, so blurry that she didn't see the semi about to smash into the driver side of her car.

"Hello?" Justin answered glumly to my phone not bothering to shock the caller id

"Hello, is this Mr. Bieber?" A professional sounding lady said from the other side of the phone

"This is he." He said, it almost coming across as a question

"We are calling in regards to Miss Allie McHenry. She is currently in the hospital."

"What why?" Justin questioned jumping up from his seat already slipping his shoes on to be ready to run.

"Miss McHenry has been in a car accident." Those were the only words Justin needed to hear to hang up the phone and run out the door.

There lying in the room marked Allie McHenry, laid a limp, pale girl who was bruised and scratched everywhere. And next to her sat a disheveled, crying boy, who truly loved her.

"Allie please wake up. I'm so sorry about earlier, the site admitted that they were lying and I'm so sorry I didn't believe you. Please can you wake up so I can hold you and tell you how much I love you?" Justin begged crying more, if that was even possible "please."

And in that moment Justin swore he could see a change, he swore she was going to wake up. But instead he was alerted to look at her heart monitor when he heard a long steady beep that he silently could hear saying I love you too.