Chapter 9

When we parted, my phone started buzzing. I looked at the screen.

It was a text from Nikki.

Hey Blaire, I'm sorry I left the house like that. I just…couldn't take Demi's talking anymore. I mean, I know I talk a lot, but she has that annoying nasal tone and…you know, never mind. Can I just come back to your house?

I laughed.

"What's so funny?" Justin asked me, an eyebrow raised.

I showed him the message and he laughed too.

"Yeah, she did always have that annoying voice." Justin said.

Just then someone appeared behind Justin. It was Demi.

"Who has an annoying voice?" she asked.

My eyes widened. Justin shook his head telling me not to worry.

"You." Justin said to her.

She was taken aback. "W- What?" she asked, confused and hurt.

"I said, YOU have an annoying voice." Justin repeated, more rudely this time.

"I- I don't know what you're talking about…" she said.

"Demi, you almost made Blaire hate me forever. I know you kissed me on purpose because you knew that she was going to come out of the bathroom at that moment. I wasn't paying attention." he said.

"Don't pretend like you didn't like it." Demi said.

"You didn't even pull away. You kissed me back." she said.

"I can't believe you would even show your face after what you did." Justin snarled at her.

"I can show my face if I want to. What you did was just as bad. You kissed me back Justin. If you didn't want me to kiss you, then you would have pulled away!" she shouted.

I backed away.

Justin grabbed my waist and pulled me to his side and looked at me.

"Blaire, I already lost you once, I'm not loosing you again." he said to me.

"Oh shut up!" Demi said. "Do you know how stupid you sound?"

"Well you know what you sound like Demi?" he said to her.

"What? What do I sound like Justin?" she snarled.

"You sound like a whore." he said.

I clapped my hands and laughed. "Yes. Thank you for telling her the truth!" I shouted.

I raised my hands in the air as if I was praising the Lord.

Justin laughed at me and Demi stomped off.

"What an ass." I mumbled.

Justin pulled his guitar over his shoulder and then picked me up bridal style.

"Lets get you back home baby." he smiled at me, then kissed my cheek. I laughed.

When we got to my house, I saw Nikki sitting on the front porch with her head in her hands. I jumped out of Justin's arms and ran over to her.

"Hey Nikki!" I said as I ran to her.

She looked up, dazed. She looked really tired.

I pulled her up and walked her by her shoulders up to my room and let her in.

"There Nicks. Just go to sleep. You seem really tired." I said.

She just nodded her head and laid down. She was asleep in seconds.

"Wow." Justin said as he came up behind me. "She was really tired."

"I know. So, what do you want to do?" I asked him.

I yawned. He looked at me and smiled.

"You seem really tired too." he said, holding me in his arms.

I yawned again. "No! No, I'm not." I said. I didn't want him to leave.

He laughed. "Well, it's your house. So what do you want to do?" he asked.

"Well, you're the guest. So that's your pick." I answered.

"Touché." he replied.

I laughed and pulled him downstairs and into the living room.

"Do you want to watch a movie?" I asked.

"Yeah, sure love." he smiled. "What do you want to watch?" he asked.

"No, what do you want to watch?" I asked him.

"Well, I don't know. What do you have?" He asked yawning.

"Look whose tired now." I said, smug. He laughed.

"We have, Twilight, um…New Moon, uhh…A Walk To Remember…"

"Yeah, lets watch that!" he said, excited.

"A Walk To Remember?" I asked.

"Yeah!" he said smiling. "I love that movie." he said.

"Okay."

I put it in, and Justin pulled me onto him on the couch. I only lasted about the first 30 minutes. The I was out cold.

Justin's POV:

Holding Blaire like this made me feel so special. She was my girl now, and I'm not going to let anything get in the way of that.

She was adorable when she slept. She placed her head onto my chest and then she started to snore. I laughed, but watched the movie.

Blaire's POV:

I woke up to the smell of food.

I opened my eyes and looked around. I saw Justin beside me, and I was still in his arms. He was still sleeping, so I carefully got up and walked into the kitchen.

I saw Nikki at the stove, cooking what looked like eggs and sausages.

"Hey Nicks," I said groggily.

"Hey!" she replied cheerfully, a smile on her face.

I looked at the clock. 8:00 am.

"Wow, you're up early Nicks." I said, getting some fruit juice out of the fridge.

"Yeah, I know. I just kinda…woke up." she said.

"What made you want to cook?" I asked.

"Oh, I don't know. I just felt like cooking I guess." She said.

She was acting way too cheerful to be the Nikki I knew.

"Hmm, okay then." I said. "I'm going to go take a shower."

When I walked past the living room, I saw Justin start to move around on the couch. I walked over to him.

He was awake, and staring at the ceiling.

"Hey Bieber." I said to him, smiling.

He jumped at the sound of me talking and then turned around.

"Whoa, shawty!" he said, as he grabbed me and pulled me down on the couch with him.

"Argh!" I shouted, as I collapsed onto him. I started to wrestle him, and I pushed him onto the floor. I smiled at him, and he looked shocked.

"Wow, you're pretty tough to be a shawty." he said.

"You're pretty weak to be a Bieber." I replied smoothly, and got up.

He just looked at me with a wide smile on his face.

I looked at him. "What?" I asked.

He shook his head. "Nothing."

"Oh, well, I'm going to go take a shower."

He nodded and got back onto the couch.

When I got back upstairs, I saw something shining in the sunlight on my bed. I walked over to it.

It was the same thing I was trying to pick up in my closet the other day.

I looked down at it and picked it up. I recognized it immediately.

I covered my mouth and my knees buckled and I fell back onto my bed.

It was the necklace Michael had given to me the night he died. I had dropped it in the closet when I got back from the hospital.

I gasped and looked at the center of it where the diamond was supposed to be. It was gone. I remember it came off during the crash.

I have to find it! I thought.

I threw on a pair of soffes, a lime green shirt and a navy blue vest. Then I put on some brown boots and put my hair up in a sloppy bun.

I ran down the stairs, and out the front door, not saying anything to Justin or Nikki. They were sitting on the couch watching TV. When I was out the door, I heard them calling my name. "Blaire!" they shouted to me. I didn't look back.

I kept running.

I ran down the street, through the neighborhood, through the city to the country road where we were riding that night.

I stopped when I got to the straight road where we started to get out of control on the motorcycle. I took a deep breath and walked down it, all the way to the tree where we had crashed.

When I got there, I saw the huge dent in the trunk. I sighed and closed my eyes. It hurt just to be here.

Then I saw it.

The diamond lay on the ground next to the tree trunk, barely covered by the dirt surrounding it.

My eyes started to tear up. I cant believe it was that easy. Just before I bent down to pick it up, I heard someone call my name.

"Blaire." they said.

I looked around frantically. I was scared now.

"Blaire." they said again. "Don't be scared."

Then I saw who was speaking to me. That person was standing under a shining bright light.

That person was Michael.

"Michael…?" I choked out. I couldn't believe it.

"Hello Blaire. I've missed you." he smiled at me.

I missed that smile so much. Before I knew it, I was runnig full speed towards him.

I stopped abruptly when I was standing right in front of him.

"C- can I hug you?" I asked.

He answered by opening his arms and smiling at me.

Walked closer to him and hugged him. I missed this so much. I lost control and started to sob.

"I miss you so much Michael." I said.

"I miss you too Blaire."

I felt like I never wanted to pull away, but I did. I pulled myself away and looked up at his face. He was looking down at me.

"Blaire, I know about you and Justin." he said to me.

"Are you…mad at me?" I asked.

"No. Of course not Blaire. I wanted you to move on. You're fifteen. You need to find some happiness." he said to me.

I couldn't believe it. All this time, I thought he wouldn't want me to move on. And here he was telling me otherwise.

"Okay Michael. Thank you for clearing that one up for me." I smiled, but a tear still trickled down my cheek.

He wiped the tear away.

"Oh, were you looking for this?" he asked, then he held out his hand and the diamond from my necklace appeared in his hand.

"Y- yeah." I answered.

"Here." he said. He took the necklace and placed the diamond back in. It just fit right back in. I was going to glue it back, but I guess that could work.

I just looked into his deep green eyes. "Thank you." I managed to say in a whisper.

"Anything for you Blaire. I think I should get going." he told me.

"What? N- no!" I sputtered. I squeezed him and cried. "I don't want you to leave me again!"

I felt him burry his face in my hair.

"I love you Blaire." he said. He let go of me. He turned me around and placed the necklace around my neck. He spun me around and kissed me softly. Then he hugged me one last time.

"Bye Blaire. It was lovely seeing my baby again." he whispered.

Then he was gone.

My breathing was uneven. But I just smiled, turned around, and walked toward home.