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I hate people that rush you! I understand how hard it is to write! Please take your time and do what you can to stay low on the stress level. I love you!

aw this is so sweet! thank you so much <3 i love you too!

Anonymous
omg no please don't discontinue the story i love it so much :(

i’m sorry bby :( i don’t want to but i haven’t decided yet

Anonymous
When will you update 😥

i know it’s been awhile but i haven’t had the time to write and i’m starting college soon….so i may or may not discontinue the story

Hey love, I was wondering If I could have the link to all chapters of ALAYLM because the one you set up won't work ? :)

oh you have to change the url back to justibiebers :)

Anonymous
when you updating love

not sure yet :/

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I can't tell you enough times how much I love you and your stories! Every chapter makes my day! Thanks for writing <3

you’re so sweet! thankyou lovely :)

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You are such a talented writer..❤️❤️❤️ love love love the story! Thank you 😊

thankyou so much! thats so sweet:)

It was amazing! !!!!!!!! Worth the wait :)

thankyou angel!

Against All Odds

Against All Odds

Chapter Nine

You’re just not him. Those words haunted him through the entire rest of the day and throughout the night. After she left the bar it was as if he was paralyzed into his place as her voice continued to prick at his core. After a few minutes he tried to get her to open the door to her hotel room, he pleaded and continued to bang on the door for her to open up. He was fortunate that the security in the hall found him before anyone else caught him in his pathetic act and sold the story to TMZ. By the time he reached his home, he was exhausted and he had sobered up just slightly. His friends called asking about his usual parties at his place but the calls he did pick up, he notified them that he wasn’t in the mood.

That was probably why they became worried – Justin Bieber not in the mood for a rager? It just didn’t make sense. By the next day he kept himself cooped up inside. He didn’t even care that he was acting like a broken man. Selena was never his. At least not in this life. He couldn’t for the life of him understand how she had so much power over him. When Chelsea and Tyson came by two days later they couldn’t hide their concern. He had asked Chelsea if she spoken to her and she nodded sadly and only said that she wasn’t feeling well. That night he told them to invite their friends – invite their friend’s friends – because he was no longer going to sulk.

He was Justin fucking Bieber. He doesn’t get sad over women. He just gets more. Ty and Chelsea tried to reason with him after his fourth beer in less than an hour but he always brushed them off and tried to keep his eye on the pretty red head. Glad that she didn’t have any features that related to Selena. He polished off his next drink and took a seat beside her. Not even worrying about her name as he plunged his tongue practically down her throat. She didn’t seem to mind though.

-

“Hello?”

“Can you please come by?”

Selena’s eyebrows furrowed as she pulled the cotton robe supplied by the hotel tightly around her. “Chelsea?” she questioned. She wondered for a second why she called the hotel number to her room instead of her cell phone when she remembered she had turned it off hours ago when she gotten so many calls from Justin.

He even left a couple of voicemails that she could barely understand due to the way he slurred every word. She made out ‘I’m sorry’, ‘I’ll change’, and her favorite ‘fuck you’. She hadn’t meant to hurt him. She just had gotten too wrapped up in their moments. She was supposed to be finding her way back home.

Please, Selena,” Chelsea begged. “I wouldn’t call you if I didn’t think me or Tyson could handle him.”

Him. Her anxiety grew and her heart pounded loudly in her ears, “What’s going on?”

“He’s a mess,” she answered. “I knew that from yesterday but I didn’t know how badly. He’s just so…not like him. It’s kind of scaring me.”

Selena felt the guilt wrench inside her. It was all her fault. She was causing a disturbance in Justin’s life and it was taking an effect on his friends. She closed her eyes fleetingly and took a few calming breaths before she spoke again, “Okay, I’m coming.”

-

When she arrived it was already close to three a.m. The party seemed to still be in full swing and more packed than usual. She had to dodge a couple elbows and flying arms around her. She desperately searched for a familiar face before her eyes found Tyson’s. He was standing by the hallway and she hurriedly rushed to him.

“Where is he?” She asked immediately.

Ty nodded his head towards the door and quickly put his arm around her shoulders to bring him to his side when there were a few more people bringing the party to the bathrooms and guest rooms. He quickly opened the door and moved them inside. She recognized the room to be his. Selena remembered when she walked in by mistake while he was pulling his jeans on and he made fun of her for staring. Now the room was lightly dimmed and he was lying on his bed with a beer in his hand and Chelsea seated beside him.

“Well don’t you two look cozy,” Justin said as he struggled to sit up. Without the help from Chelsea, he probably would have rolled backwards and onto the floor. “Are you going to tell him your story too and then cry so he’d feel sorry and kiss you?”

His words stung and she realized that he was no longer feeling hurt or damaged…he was angry. Completely and entirely livid at her. His eyes burned holes into her own and she bit down onto her bottom lip when words failed her.

Tyson instantly took his arm away and Chelsea shook her head, “Don’t be an ass,” she scolded. “She came here because she was worried.”

Justin laughed – a bitter fake laugh as he rolled his eyes and dropped the bottle onto the side of his bed. The clink of the glass was heard but luckily it didn’t break. A drunken barefoot Justin walking around on broken glass was not something she wanted to witness.

“She doesn’t care,” he responded to Chelsea but kept his eyes on Selena. “If she cared she wouldn’t have walked away when I felt the most helpless…she would have opened the door when I begged her to so she could tell me it was going to be okay. That I was going to be okay because I’m a good person. That’s what you would tell him right?”

Selena’s jaw clenched and she ignored the bewildered glances from Chelsea and Tyson. “Can we have a few minutes alone?” She asked calmly.

“Are you sure?” Tyson asked.

“Oh for God’s sake, Ty, I’m not going to fucking hurt her,” he barked. “I could never hurt her. That’s her job.”

She tried not to listen – he was drunk. He didn’t know what he was saying. But he did. She knew that. She nodded to the two friends who slowly made their way out of the room and she kept her spot at the nightstand.

“You’re mad.” She noted.

He rolled his eyes, “You’re hot and smart. Bad combination.”

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Anonymous
U have a kind heart! Talented mind! Beautiful face, heart! Amazing work! Makes us proud :) ♥Keep smiling cause u keep me smiling♥ LOVE U! !·♡♡♡··♡♡♡·

omg this is so sweet! thankyou, lovely :)