he's a bad boy. (justin Bieber story)

afraid

stellas pov:

I was stunned. did justin just try to hurt me?

finally it hit me that justin was holding me in his arms. I have to admit, I felt safe. I wanted to stay there and fall asleep with him.

no.

"stay away from me"

I said quickly getting up, backing my way towards the door.

"stella look I can ex-"

I cut him off.

"you hurt me justin. you can't explain"

I said. a tear dripping down my cheek.

"but stella pl-"

once again cutting him off I said,

"I almost trusted you Bieber. almost."

and with that, I walked out of the room. leaving him behind.

justins pov

I was holding her, trying to comfort her. what the hell is wrong with me? I need to get this anger thing checked out.

without warning, Stella quickly pushes my arms away and stands up, mortified.

slowly backing her way to the door, she whispers

"stay away from me"

why is she reacting like this right now?

"stella look I can ex-"

"you hurt me justin. you can't explain"

she said, cutting me off. a tear drop making its way down her face.

my stomach tensed. I felt terrible.

"but stella pl-"

I almost trusted you Bieber. almost"

she said and walked out.

I was filled with rage and guilt.

"FUCK"

I said punching the wall leaving a hole as big as my fist.

why do I have to fuck up.

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walking down stairs, I'm trying to look for Stella. I spot Hailey, no Stella.

"HEY HAVE YOU SEEN STELLA?"

I yell over the violently loud music.

she simply shakes her head.

she must have left. I gotta go find her.

stellas pov

it was raining now, but I didn't care. I just wanted to get away.

what's wrong with me? I feel so dirty. why would I let him touch me that way, he's done the same with plenty of other girls. probably much more. I bet he didn't even feel emotionally touched at all. how dare he think that he can just take my virginity!  feeling torn and heart broken, I kept my eyes forward.

step. step. step. step. 

I hear a car engine coming closer,

but still keep my eyes forward.

step. step. step. step.

the car stops next to me.

I still keep my eyes in front of me.

step. step. step. step.

"stella! hey!"

they sound little as I zone out unto what's ahead.

step. step. step. step.

"HEY!"

they say. coming back to reality, I realize someone has grabbed my wrist.

slowly, I turn to see them.

justin.

"I am so sorry. I'd do anything to fix this"

he says weakly. I felt numb. ive shut off my emotions for now. because if I leave them on, I will explode, my guts everywhere.

"leave me alone."

I say, trying to keep walking. his grip was to strong.

"at least let me give you a ride. it's pouring."

he says, looking me in the eye. I don't look back.

"just take me home"

I whispered lowly.

"well I was thinking maybe we could

mayb-"

I cut him off.

"I said I just wanna go home."

"fine."

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as we were driving home it was silent.

he would look at me, and look back at the road. thinking.

finally we made to my little shack of a house.

"do you still have my number?"

not answering, I just sit there expressionless.

"well if you do, text me. I wanna talk."

I simply open the door and get out. I didn't wanna EVER see him again. walking in my house, I realized it was

3 am. to tired to think, I walked up stairs, plopped on my bed, and instantly fell into a deep slumber.

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justins pov

I'm now driving home. who am I?

the justin I know didn't give a shit!

what has she made me into!

if i have to feel this gut wrenching pain any longer, I might as well just stab myself.

finally I arrive at my house. all lights are off .

unlocking the door, I grab my phone to check if she texted me.

nope.

just liz.

I'm really not in the mood.

gravity pushes me down hard while walking up the stairs. once I made it to my bed, I was exhausted.

falling on my bed I let myself sink into the mattress. slowly letting myself go into a restless sleep.

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