I'll Never Let You Go [Justin Bieber Love Story]

Chapter 4

Justin's POV*

Emilie looked at me worriedly and pulled me in the kitchen.  

-"Look Justin, I doubt we'll stay long after this... She doesn't really.. approve of kids who want to have a singing carreer... She thinks it's best to go to university... she thinks music is a waste of time... She thinks people should focus more on their studies. That's why I didn't know who you were, it's because... well... we don't really have a radio. And my iPod is the only kind of relation to music she lets me have... So I just wanted to say that I would really like to see you again. Maybe we could meet at the beach tomorrow? But I'll have to sneak because she'll probably ban me from seeing you... Here, give me your phone." She whispered.  

I handed her my phone. This can't be happening. No it can't! For once I had found a girl who didn't hang out with me for the fame and she just... leaves? And her aunt will... ban her? From seeing me? Because of my CAREER? i shook my head in disbelief. She handed me her phone and I programmed my number in it. I took back my phone and we walked back in the living room. Crushed.

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Emilie's POV

-"I'm Justin... Justin Bieber..." he answered slowly, staring into my eyes. 

I felt my jaw drop. I slowly covered it with my hand. I shook my head in disbelief. I was looking at him, trying to recognize him. I finally did, a few hours late. -"I-I'm so sorry! I'm n-not really a fan, sorry I seriously d-didn't recognize you!! P-please don't be mad!" I stuttered.  

Shit, shit, shit! I'm so STUPID! How could I NOT recognize him?! He started laughing. Now I'm feeling like a complete idiot.  

-"I'm not mad at you! Why would I be mad? It's not your fault you're not a fan!"  

He stopped laughing.  

-"Do you want to go back downstairs?" 

I started to feel the awkwardness come back, so i agreed. I got up carefully, still feeling kinda dizzy; but that was probably from the news i just got. He took my hand, to help me balance.

When we got to the living room, the adults looked at us. They glanced down at our hands, still holding, and smiled. I felt my cheeks burn and quickly released Justin's hand. 

-"Hey kids! What were you doing?" Pattie asked.  

-"Well I showed her around the house, upstairs, and I showed her the music room and we talked, that's all." Justin answered.  

-"And he sang me one of his songs." I added.  

-"Oh, you sing Justin?" My aunt asked, looking surprised.  

Not in a good way.  

-"Auntie... he is THE Justin Bieber, the famous singer!" I blurted out without thinking.  

My aunt got wide eyed and slowly turned her head towards Justin. He smiled a little and waved at her 

-"Hey.."  

She then turned to Pattie  

-"Really?!"  

Pattie just nodded, looking unsure. SHIT! What have I done?! I shouldn't have even TOLD her he sang me a song! Oh my gosh I completely forgot she's against music! Ughhhh why did I do that?

I pulled Justin in the kitchen. He just looked at me, confused.  

-"Look Justin, I doubt we'll stay long after this... She doesn't really.. approve of kids who want to have a singing carreer... She thinks it's best to go to university... she thinks music is a waste of time... She thinks people should focus more on their studies. That's why I didn't know who you were, it's because... well... we don't really have a radio. And my iPod is the only kind of relation to music she lets me have... So I just wanted to say that I would really like to see you again. Maybe we could meet at the beach tomorrow? But I'll have to sneak because she'll probably ban me from seeing you... Here, give me your phone." I whispered so the adults wouldn't hear.