'Stuff Bieber's Bus' Press Conference

Justin had to go out and be at the studio all day. He didn’t exactly want to but he couldn’t say no. it was his career at stake and he obviously knew that. When he was leaving early in the morning though, you were still asleep. Because of how incredibly innocent and peaceful you looked, Justin left without saying good bye. He wanted to let you rest up although he really wanted to get your usual goodbye and good luck kiss. The work he had to do didn’t stop him from texting though;

Best boyfriend ever: baby, are u up yet? <3

Best boyfriend ever: I guess not.. wake up baby

Best boyfriend...

Another groan escapes your lips and you clutch your stomach as if to stop the pain. You’re lying in bed, wrapped up in your covers. As an attempt to soothe the pain, you rock slightly back and forth. Nothing helps and you let out a helpless wail again. After doing this, you inwardly scold yourself for sounding like a sick whale.

You hear a chuckle from the door and whip your head around to glare at the person - already knowing too well who it belonged to. You’re met with Justin’s very amused face and you send him a cold stare, letting him know that he was on his way towards deep water....

With trembling fingers, you reach for it and slowly lift it closer so it’s easier to inspect. Once you trace your eyes over it, you feel your heartbeat quicken. You don’t know what to feel; happiness or fear. Tons of different feelings bubbles through your body and you let out a shaky breath. What would Justin think? Would he accept it? All of the negative and and positive questions swarm your mind and you’re left helpless.

You come to the conclusion that you need to tell him; you need to tell him today. When you glance up at the clock, your breath quickens again when you realize that...

You sit beside Justin on the couch, laptop on your lap while you scroll through your timeline on Twitter. Not finding anything interesting, you switch over to going through your mentions. A smile finds its way to your lips as you read through the tweets at the top, all of them flattering compliments. Your smile instantly turns into a frown however when you continue to read and find aq lot of rather hateful messages.

“@y/t/n is so ugly… I don’t understand why Justin is with her”
“@y/t/n ever thought about trying a diet? I don’t think it’d hurt. Lol”
“@y/t/n just kill yourself...