"You really don't get it do you?" You looked at your bestfriend Justin. He was aggravating you. All he ever did was talk about all the whore girls he hung out with and how they did him dirty.
"Get what Y/n?" he snapped back.
"Justin, all those girls are hoes. They don't know Justin, they know Justin Bieber the pop star. They're using you and you are dumb enough to let them." You had recently came to the realization that you loved Justin but you couldn't tell him. It was NOT worth risking your friendship.
"Thanks for the support 'bestfriend'." he rolled his eyes at you and walked out of the living room and up the stairs towards his bedroom.
"Justin wait a second!" you stood up quickly running after him. His bedroom door was standing wide open and he was sitting on the edge of his big bed.
"What? Wanna yell at me some more?" he said sarcastically.
"I wasn't trying to yell at you. You're my bestfriend and I'm trying to look out for you Justin." you sat down on the bed beside him and grabbed his hand into yours.
"I'm sorry for getting mad but I'm so tired of being alone. I never saw the end coming with Selena but it did and now I'm here." he looked down at you.
"Yeah. Now we're both here." you sighed and dropped his hand. You could feel your heart rate speed up as you decided to tell Justin how you felt.
"You okay?" he knocked you out of your thoughts with his raspy voice.
"I need to tell you something. But don't let it change anything." he nodded and raised an eyebrow waiting for you to say whatever it was you needed to.
"Justin I love you." you finally let it out. He looked at you for a minute and stood up off the bed.
"Why? What?" he looked to the ground playing with his fingers absentmindedly.
"Because you're everything to me. I think about you everytime I try to be in another relationship. I think about how much I miss you when I'm not with you. I think about you all the time and I didn't realize it the other day but I really am in love with you." you looked up at him scared to death of what he would say.
"Maybe that's why none of our relationships work. Maybe we're supposed to be together." he sat back down beside you on the bed and grabbed your hand.
"I think I'm in love with you too." he turned your head to face him and slowly pushed his soft pink lips to yours. It was the absolute best kiss you had ever had and it left you questioning why you had never kissed him before now.
"Be my girlfriend." he whispered softly, his lips still dangerously close to yours.
"Okay." you pecked his lips again.
"I love you." he smiled into the kiss.
"I love you more." you were finally happy.
