Thread: Stuck In The Moment

Stuck In the Moment

“I wish we had another time...”
“I wish we had another place...”
“But everything we have is stuck in the moment.”

Happily Ever After

“Could you be any slower?”

“It's not my fault you walk fast.” He ignored my annoyed tone, that sweet smile that I had fallen in love with spread on his soft lips. Soft lips that where tempting me to close the gap between the two of us.

“I'm sorry,” he apologized softly, his brown eyes looking deeply into mine. His hands took mine; I stepped over towards him. With his forehead resting on mine, I wished for the moment to last forever. For once, I felt like time was on our side. Only it wasn't. Since the beginning – like always – time was against us.

“We've got a flight we can't miss...” he whispered. He reached over to pull away that incessant bang that always covered my sight. His fingers gently brushed my hair behind my ear. Weeks ago he would have never dared to show this side of himself. This new 'him' was strange; this new 'him' and I against the world...

He took the initiative to close the unnecessary distance between us, his warm lips on my own. It was a tender kiss, warm and pure. Unlike anything I had ever felt before. Unlike anything I would ever feel again...

I pulled him closer, my heart beating in a newfound panic. Deep in my heart I felt a rush of panic. I refused to lose him. His arms that wrapped around my small frame – frail body that had missed him – reassured me that everything would be alright. His kiss, once pure and gentle – now passionate and liberated – reassured me that everything would be fine. I should have known better...

“Come on...” Guiding me through the indoor parking garage, the bright lights overhead created somber shadows in the gray walls. He muttered a license plate to himself, snapping his fingers when he found the black BMW. He opened the trunk of the car dropping both our bags – one for each – taking out his cellphone to make a call. “Aubrey...I owe you one man.”

I could hear Aubrey telling him that it had been 'Nothing'. Taking the passenger seat, I closed my eyes as I let the quiet peace to calm my heart.

In a few hours, it would be Happily Ever After for the both of us...

right...?

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A/N: Hi I'm Konejito and new to the JB forum and this is my first fic. This is just the intro. I am not sure how many chapters it will be. I hope you can stick with my bad writing, lol. Please comment if you like. Comments are encouragement.

01. Clear Message

I knew there was something different that Monday morning. I couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was, just that something was different. Maybe it was that Lily was not walking beside me, my best friend since Kindergarten talking a mile-a-minute as she usually did, especially on a Monday. As if we did not talk enough throughout the weekend.

Certainly, no one felt the difference quite like I did.

Well, it wasn't their life that was about to change drastically. It was my life that was about to take a turn into 'chaos' road.

“BREEEEZYYY!”

Rushing towards me, her long brown tresses violently trailing behind her, Trisha shrieked my name across the crowded hall. Standing at 5 foot 4, clean complexion, Trisha swam in the popularity pool. So, you can imagine how surprised I was when she called my name.

“I need to copy Friday's math homework.” It was a demand. Giggling, Trisha continued. “I was out having a social life.”

“You think I wasn't having a social life?” I muttered to myself, not making a move to retrieve my math homework from my backpack. She followed me inside the classroom, ignoring her buzzing cellphone in her hand. Handing her my math homework; I knew that was the only way I was going to get her off my back.

Breezy Parker. I don't know what kind of mother would name their daughter Breezy. I suppose its a cute name. A junior in high school, I was painfully shy. Intelligent enough to get by my classes. Taking a seat in the back of the class – it was another day in my life.

“Hey, Parker. Got a pen I can borrow?” Ryan asked me, leaning from his seat next to mine. Ryan Reynolds was the definition of 'bad' to put it simplest. However, 'bad' did not begin to describe him. He ran Havoc. He was Havoc. He was 5'8 – completely towering my height of 5'5 – with dark, short styled hair. You could see the effort he put on his bad boy appearance – his white uniform shirt tucked out, his black tie shoved in the pocket of his dark slacks.

Catching myself looking at that defined jawline that Lily made sure to mention every day, I quickly made for my backpack as I did my best to hide the blush that had sprung on my face. “Here,” I said, shoving the blue pen in front of his nose, almost stabbing one of his eyes. Ryan's reflexes where quick, dodging the blunt pen.

Mr. Johnson entered the class and I had no time to give thought at how that was the first time resident bad boy Ryan had exchanged a few words with me, though it was only to ask for a pen.

“Good Morning everyone. We are starting class today on a different note.”
The class woke up from their sleepy daze, sitting up slightly on their seats.

Mr. Johnson continued. “We have a new student joining us.”

The boys quickly started fantasizing, their interests piqued. Mr. Johnson noticed this, grinning from ear to ear as he rained on the boys parade. “Its not a girl that is joining us gentlemen.”

I noticed Lily arch her eyebrows. Next to her, Denise whispered into her ear, Lily whispering a loud, “Really?!” Denise nodded, her attention going back to the front of the class.

All eyes moved to the door, everyone watching as he walked to the front of the class. He wore his uniform neatly unlike any of us; his collared white shirt tucked in, fitted dark slacks, blazer buttoned up with the schools crest on his breast. He looked as if he had come out straight out of a fashion catalog. His golden brown hair was in between unruly yet obedient. His brown eyes scanned the room as he introduced himself confidently. A melodious voice that pulled all attention towards him.

“Justin Bieber.”

“Beaver?” Joseph mispronounced the last name, getting loud cackles from his boys. Ryan nodded in approval as the leader of the stupid group.

This new character that had just joined the class only smiled, correcting Joseph, “Bie-ber. Would you like me to spell it out?”

Everyone in class braced themselves for what was coming next.

“What he say?!” Joseph stood up on his feet, as so did the rest of them – Havoc. Only Ryan slouched in his seat watching the scene interestedly.

Justin stood there calmly, hands in his pockets, eyes unwavering looking straight at the group who had stood up. He clearly did not know who he was messing with.

“Take a seat gentlemen,” Mr. Johnson asked of the rebellious boys. “Take that empty seat over there Mr. Bieber.”

The spotlight was on him as the class watched him take the empty seat on the second row. The rude boys took their seats, however their faces remained threatening, angry eyes burning at the back of his head.

“He is on 'Havoc's' black list now,” I read the note Lily passed me.

I wrote a quick message. “They'll let him off easy.” Folding the piece of paper, I made a move to pass the notebook paper. Slipping from my fingers, I watched Ryan pick up the paper. Damn it. A smirk spread on his features after reading the message, crushing the paper in his hand.

Havoc's message was clear.

omg, this is really good. Please write more!!!

This is so cool! Love the idea More please??(:
xx<3x

Yo,its lillycooper and i just noticed that there's a rumor going around that justin bieber had died guess who started it justin biebers little sister jasmine well justin bieber ahhhhhhhhhhhh kissed me I know I can't belive it eighther!?!?!

we all know thats not true (I bet you 99999999999999999999999999999999 dollars that he didnt call you shawty besides i would know that because im his real girl friend

I highly doubt it. Sorry hun, its not working.

02. Do Something

It didn't take long before everyone found out of the 'new guy. Within an hour he had a fanclub with Trisha leading the pack. I rolled my eyes at the sight of the female population dropping like flies at the sight of him.

“Ugh! I just had to be sick on a Monday!” Lily shut the locker door angrily, upset over missing out on Havoc's newfound target. Lily wasn't upset for long, pulling at my arm towards class, refusing to miss 'that Justin guy'.

“Good Morning, Parker,” Ryan greeted me nonchalantly as if we had been long time friends. I gave him a noncommittal greeting as Lily raised her eyebrows in surprise.

“Since when have you two been talking?”

I shrugged. “Yesterday.”

“Damn. I miss one day, I miss everything!”

“You didn't miss-” Lily was no longer paying attention to me, her eyes following the 'new guy' to his assigned seat. “-much.”

“He is cute! That's the last time I miss school, again. Ever.”

Lily wasn't the only one looking. He attracted them like a magnet, all the girls in class moving their desks slightly to be a little closer to him. I'm not sure if he realized his effect on them. He had ten pair of eyes all glued on him and somehow found a way to ignore the dreamy stares.

“I wonder if he has a girlfriend. I'd kill to be his girlfriend.”

Giving her a strange look, I questioned her words.

“What? You know you would, too!”

After class, a mob of students blocked the hallway. I could only guess what was going on. “Its going down,” I heard Lily say in her best gangster impersonation. Shoving her way to the front of the crowd, we had a good view of what was about to go “down.”

“You best watch yo'self unless you know what's best fo' you.” Joseph threatened, close enough to punch Justin on the face.

“You talk to much.” Taking the threat lightly, he showed not an inch of fear. “Do something,” Justin challenged. I heard Lily gasp next to me. I knew what she was thinking. He has no idea what he is getting himself into.

Joseph's jaw tightened, the knuckles white where he was clenching his fist. He was holding back. Without Ryan's approval, Joseph could do nothing. Ryan was nowhere to be seen in the mob. “I will do somethin'. You watch yo' back.”

Not a shove? Not a kick? Eyes widened as they saw the crew walk away without laying a finger on the brown haired Justin. The crowd parted in half to let him walk through, Justin oblivious to the quiet of the hallway. You could hear a pin drop in that silence.

He was quickly becoming a legend. Little did we all know, Justin was notorious.

~*~

The cafeteria was buzzing more than usual, everyone talking about the encounter between the 'new kid' and Havoc's crew. All where amazed how Joseph walked away completely powerless. Dare I say, almost fearing Justin. He had been lucky before, but his luck was running out.

“Get ready.” Danny – Lily's off-again, on-again boyfriend – said. At the moment, they where off, again. “We about to see havoc up in here.”

A group of boys, shirts tucked out, where led by Ryan – or as everyone knew him – Havoc. I looked over to Justin who was sitting all by himself, ignoring how the din in the lunchroom had died down to anticipating silence. Sickening how everyone was ready to watch a fight, but no one would ever dare cross paths with Havoc. That was like digging your grave.

Everyone held their breath, watching Ryan take a seat in front of Justin. Justin continued eating, listening to himself chew his food. While everyone treated Ryan like a King; Justin treated him like he was a mere mortal. He was looking past Ryan, ignoring his presence. If there was one thing Ryan hated, it was being ignored. Joseph pushed Justin's lunch tray from the table, the tray clattering loudly on the ground, its contents splattering on the cafeteria floor.

“You got my attention. What do you want Havoc?” He gave a defiant look at Ryan.

“You know what I want,” Ryan said in a low voice, everyone had to lean in slightly to listen.

“I ain't a mind reader.” Justin looked like he was enjoying himself poking fun at Havoc. Whatever Justin said next, no one heard besides Havoc. At a blink of an eye, the cafeteria doors where slammed shut, the table in between Ryan and Justin was kicked out of the way.

“FIGHT!” The noise returned, students riled up.

Justin rolled up his sleeves, challenging Ryan to step up. “Come at me b1tch.”

He was no match for Ryan. The odds where against him.

Justin dodged the clenched fist that was heading right at his nose, wrapping his arms around Ryan pushing him to a nearby round table that collapsed at the weight. The crowd of students groaned. Justin lifted his right fist aimed right at Ryan's nose. I heard Ryan's nose crack the moment Justin's fist made contact with it. Ryan wiped the blood gushing from his nose with his white uniform shirt.

“You want some more?” Justin mocked, not a scratch on his face.

Ryan produced a switchblade, the blade glinting in the light.

“Someone stop them!” Lily shouted, her words drowned out by the students loud commentary. Something came over me, pushing towards the front of the crowd despite how disgusted the sight and smell of blood made me feel. Justin showed not a sign of fear, his eyes attentive on the silver switchblade.

“I'm going to carve your face, pretty boy!”

Ryan lunged forward; I rushed forward. “Stop!”

The blade nearly grazed my face, Ryan quick to pull the blade away. Suddenly, my world began to spin, my feet where no longer on the ground. Ryan's eyes told me I had no idea what I had done; I had no idea what I had gotten myself into. I got a pretty clear idea as my world around me turned to black.

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A/N: BeautifulMelodyxx and chiarakean for the comment I will try to update regularly. Sorry if this Justin is a little...different than from what we know him, lol.

oh no hun, I like this "different" justin. Kinda sexy lol

03. Havoc's Girl

“Oh! She's waking up!”

I opened my eyes to find myself in the nurses office. Both Lily's and Danny's concerned faces loomed over mine. Lily squeezed me tight the moment I had regained consciousness . Sitting up, I was taken by surprise to see Ryan at the foot of my bed. More surprising was the genuine concern that could be seen in his eyes. He was no longer wearing his blood soaked shirt.

We all turned to look as the nurse with a clipboard in hand shuffled inside the room before I could even ask Ryan what he was doing here. “Alright, off you go.”

He made his way to the door but wheeled about to look at me. “Feel better,” he said, the words rushing from his lips, replacing what he truly wanted to say. The door slammed behind him, leaving me in shock.

I looked at Danny and Lily, knowing I was in for it.

“Are you crazy?!” Both shouted in unison.

“Who jumps in front of a fight?” Danny asked.

“You could have died!” Lily cried.

Honestly, I did not know what had come over over me. It truly wasn't the smartest thing to jump in front of two Junior boys fighting. Especially when one of them is brandishing a switchblade – and is known to be a gang leader, no less.

“What's going on between you and Ryan?”

“Havoc,” Danny corrected.

“Same thing,” Lily snapped.

Asking what she meant by it, Lily made herself comfortable as she told me what happened after I had ceremoniously fainted in the lunchroom.

“Ryan rushed to your side. He gave the dirtiest look to Justin, like blaming him for what had happened or something. Ryan took off his shirt – and let me tell you girl, he's ripped-”

“Get on with it,” Danny's voice annoyed, clearly jealous.

Lily continued. “He picked you up like nothing and brought you here. Now everyone thinks your Ryan's girl.”

“WHAT?!” I blurted out. I laughed uncontrollably, Lily's and Danny's serious faces adding to the hilarity. “Me? Havoc's girl?!”

“Why wouldn't you be?”

I gave Lily the 'you-must-be-joking' look. She shrugged in response.

“You know well how I feel about guys like Ryan.” Bad boys weren't my type...for personal reasons. “Besides, who would believe that.”

Problem was, they did.

~*~

Walking through the halls became much easier now that I was considered a girlfriend to someone as dangerous as Ryan. I received glances from students around me, yet no one held eye contact with me. I was the same ol' Breezy. I wasn't about to produce a weapon and shout profanities at everyone who stood in my way.

I could take advantage of my position but five minutes of this treatment was enough for me.

“I kind of find it hilarious.” Lily and I where discussing silently in the library. I had cleared out the library the moment I had stepped inside, students avoiding me at all costs. Even the librarian avoided me.

“Well...I don't.” I sighed as I made up my mind. I was going to talk to Ryan.

Lily sprung up from her seat, pulling me back. We looked comical as she held onto my waist and I tried to pry her tight hold. After five minutes of struggling, Lily let go once I warned her I would break her manicured nails. “Fine, do what you want!”

“I will!” I retorted, grabbing my backpack.

I knew where I could find Havoc and his crew. I kicked the door open, braving the afternoon sun like a warrior heading for battle. I might have looked brave, but felt far from it. I was wishing Lily would pull me back and return to the safety of the library where everyone feared me.

“I am waiting right here,” Lily announced once we where halfway across the football field.

It was the longest walk to the bleachers. I felt like I was going to my death sentence. I turned to look at Lily, who waved at me in encouragement from afar. What are best friends for, right?

A strong smell of cigarettes emanated as I approached the back of the bleachers. I coughed as the smoke infiltrated my lungs. Five tough-looking, scary senior boys whirled at my abrupt appearance. I cowered in my place, my knees shaking. I tried to pull myself together as I asked for Ryan's whereabouts.

“Who the hell are you?” one of the senior boys bellowed.

“Who do you think you is comin' here?” Another one asked.

“You dare call Havoc by his name?” A third one followed. “I think we need to teach her a lesson.” I tried to step back but someone was already behind me blocking my way. It was Ryan.

“With whose permission?” The once tough gangsters I was facing where not even half of what they where claiming when Ryan showed up. He sauntered over to them, “Leave.”

“Ok,” I managed to say, prepared to take off running.

“Not you,” Ryan snickered. “Them.”

Without asking any questions, the group walked past me, leaving me alone with their leader. Ryan took out a box of cigarettes, setting one in between his lips. He didn't offer me one. Not like I was going to take one if he had offered.

“You should stay away from Justin.” Ryan warned me. His warning was so sudden, so out of the blue.
“Why?” I asked him, finding my voice that I had lost only moments ago.

“'Cause he's dangerous.”

“So are you,” I blurted out without much thought. I realized my error a little too late. Ryan laughed at what I had said, blowing out a cloud of smoke as he did so. “Yeah. So I am.”

He threw the cigarette on the ground, stepping on it with the heel of his black Air Jordan's. He stepped over to me, I had to look up to meet his eyes. His proximity made me nervous. I could smell the faint cologne on his shirt. I was frozen, Ryan whispering into my ear, “You like danger, don't you?”