Behind The World's Back - (Justin Bieber Love Story) - On Hold Till 15 December

A/N: Hey guys,

Sorry for the mega long wait. Tried to make this chapter longer than the rest to make up for it. Kinda exciting. Please vote if you like it, comment any feedback you have. Love all my fans and readers.

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Chapter 12 - What Are Friends For...

“There’s someone at the door” I called out to my mum feeling too lazy to answer the door myself as the bell went a second time.

“Mummy’s gone to get milk” Sarah said from beside me on the couch digging her whole hand into a packet of crisps, her eyes glued to the TV.

“Urgh!” I groaned as I got off the couch to answer the door.

“Helloooo…” I droned opening the door without checking the peephole first. I was sure it was just going to be another sales person promoting a private business or charity.

“Surprise!” Christen, Chaz, Caitlyn and Ryan exclaimed grinning madly, throwing me off guard. Oh God, I thought, I was still in my pyjama shorts and camisole, the ones with the cute penguins in the corner. I blushed, embarrassed by the fact I looked such a mess, despite that, I opened the door wider to let them in.

“We’ve come to cheer you up” said Christen grinning widely. I smiled weakly at them as they bustled in carrying few shopping bags and a backpack. They walked up the stairs one by one as I closed the door again. Chaz and Caitlyn helped me up the stairs to my room, taking an arm each.

“Sarah, I’m going upstairs, stay where you are until mum comes back” I cried out half way up the stairs. Ryan pushed my bedroom door open and Chaz set me down on my pink sequin covered beanbag.

“Ouch!” I shouted as my cast hit the floor.

“Sorry, sorry, sorry” Caitlyn begged apologizing enough for both her and Chaz. I smiled then winced without meaning to when I thought they weren’t looking, I didn’t want them thinking I was still in pain. I just wanted everything to go back to how it was and everyone to stop treating me like I was made of glass. Caitlyn caught me though and bit her lip saying she was going to get some drinks as an excuse to leave the room.

“We’re going to paint your cast before it comes off after tomorrow” said Ryan getting on his knees and slinging the backpack off his shoulder grinning.

“Yeah we thought we’d paint it black, to cover… that first,” Christen said nodding towards the still messed up cast Sarah had painted “, then do some music notes and other things like that.”

I smiled uneasily again, glad they wanted to do something nice for me but I was kind of anxious about having the cast painted again after the last time my sister had tried. Caitlyn wasn’t the best of artists either, of all of us, it was Ryan who could draw the best.

“Sure, yeah, cool, thanks” I muttered as they started getting paint bottles out of Caitlyn’s tote bag which she had left on my bed and Ryan’s backpack. They took out a bottle of black paint, then pink, then red, yellow, green, blue and indigo. What on earth are they going to paint? A rainbow? I thought sarcastically raising my eyebrow.

“You’re missing orange and violet” I joked.

“Sorry, the store was out” said Chaz not getting the joke.

“No, I meant it like… ahh forget it” I said feeling even more depressed than before. Chaz squeezed some black paint straight onto my cast as Christen was laying old newspaper sheets around my bedroom floor and under my cast to stop any paint getting on the carpet. Good call, mum would’ve gone ballistic.

They helped me get comfortable and gave me a packet of Dorito’s and a juice box whilst they got to work on my cast. I couldn’t see any of what they were doing though. Ryan had said it was a surprise and instructed Chaz to distract me. I could still see them painting the whole cast black and let it dry first. They got the pink and green out then the blue and yellow and then the rest. An hour later my friends stopped but wouldn’t move away because they didn’t want me to see it before it dried.

I waited patiently for an hour and a half letting them chat, and mess up my room whilst all I could do was sit there, listen and give my opinion on something they were chatting about every now and then. I sighed dramatically trying to hint I was bored but they didn’t seem to have noticed.