Alright. This story is... well... ultra personal. If you can't take the heat get out of the kitchen. That's all I gotta say. Yeah, it's about biebz. Don't jump me. -.-
-flashback-
"Why me?"
"Because..."
"Justin you promised."
"Fine...because I love you."
-end-
I'm Ashley Jamison and this is my journey of falling in love with Justin Bieber and being loved by him. We all have our ups and downs and I'm putting it all out there for you.
It all started a year ago. Justin and I were the best of friends. Inseparable. We were always there for one another...then he left. Just one day I woke up and he wasn't there for me anymore. We didn't talk for almost 6 months and then he randomly decides that it would be a good time to text me back.
I glanced down at my phone, expecting it to be Austin (who had potential to be my boyfriend) and I see "I miss you babe. Xoxo Justin". I dropped the phone on my bedroom floor in shock. I felt a pang of anger deep in my stomach. He's been gone so long and he decides right now is a good time? I picked it up and replied "what do you want from me?" and threw my phone on the bed. What could he possibly want from me? Did he break up with whatever skank he was with and decided he'd be with the girl who loved him for HIM not his fame? In fact, his fame is what I don't like. I wanted him all to myself and his fame took that from me. I didn't like his fame, but everyone else sure as hell did. What did I do to deserve to be hurt like this? Then my ringtone, black and yellow, cut in to my thoughts "whatcha mean?" of course its Justin.
"YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN JUSTIN! I WAS ALWAYS THERE FOR YOU AND YOU JUST LEFT ME! WHAT DID YOU WANT ME TO DO? SIT AROUND AND WAIT FOR YOU TO COME BACK? IT'S BEEN SIX MONTHS JUSTIN!" that's when I started crying. I ran to my closet and threw the random things that have accumulated in my closet for the little, white bear. I pulled him out from under a pile of old clothes and pulled him close and whispered "...I love you" Mr. fluffy is what Justin gave to me for my 16th birthday...little did I know 7 months later would my would come crashing down around me because of the boy I'm in love with. Yes, I love him. He drives me insane but I love him... I checked my phone,
"Ash... I didn't mean it that way. I know I should have acted better. But I thought you'd always be waiting for me..."
I just stared at my phone. What. The. eff. "excuse me?"
"I mean... can I call you?"
"No."
Despite my answer my phone vibrated, he was calling me I answered, "You have 2 minutes until I hang up. Start."
"I...okay...I'm so sorry. I want you to forgive me. But I know you and you won't do that easily. I'm prepared to work my ass off for you to forgive me...I know I don't deserve it, but I want to go back to how we used to be..." I just stayed silent. I missed his voice so much. I loved his voice. Then he broke through my thoughts "ash? Shit, she hung u-"
"No Justin, I'm here..."
"Why won't you talk to me?"
I thought about it for a second. How could I tell him everything? I was so happy and sad and upset all at once. I didn't know how to begin. "I...you just left me Justin... no one else get me the way you do... and you just left."
"Ashley I swear I will make everything better for you."
"Fine. I have to go. I have a date."
"Oh."
I could hear the hurt in his voice and I almost regretted letting it slip.
"I'll talk to you later Justin?"
"Yeah, maybe." I whispered goodbye but he had already hung up on me. I sighed as I glanced at my phone. Austin would be here in 10 minutes and I was nowhere near ready. I quickly threw on ripped denim shorts and a baby blue Hollister tee with white converse and some eyeliner and threw my long blonde hair in a ponytail and ran downstairs.
Austin looked me up and down "well, hello beautiful." I playfully punched his arm and hugged him, and then he led me outside with our fingers intertwined. I smiled and looked up at him and asked where we were going. He pulled me close with his arm slung around my shoulders and said "the park." the words hit me like bricks. The only park within reasonable walking distance was the park LITERALLY beside Justin's house...he always went there when he had to think. "I hope nothing's wrong and he doesn't need to clear his mind today..." I thought to myself as we walked through the entrance.