Ive been up all night just thinking about that boy. That boy I remember spending my whole childhood with. The boy that was my everything. That boys name is Justin bieber, hes famous now. Most likely he forgot all about me. I wish all the time that he would just have one thought about me and come back so I could see him at least one more time. I miss his gorgeous brown eyes that I fell in love with when I was only thirteen. Justin drew bieber was my first and only real love. I was deep in thought when suddenly….
Bam! My bedroom door slammed open.

“Sweetie! You’re still awake you need to get some sleep” said my mom desperately trying to talk me into going to bed as normal.

“Mom I miss him” I said with out any expression.

“You miss who honey im so lost in your life these days. Did you have a boyfriend you didn’t tell me about” asked my mom with a little bit of anger in her voice.

I could tell by the worried and protective look on her face that I shouldn’t tell her that I miss Justin because she would probably freak out saying that Justin does remember me. That he’s just busy. But I know he’s not busy, he couldn’t be busy for that many years that he couldn’t spend one day to come see me. Then I realized I totally forgot about my mom who was standing in my room waiting for my response.

“Kelsey, Kelsey Marie answer me now” My mom yelled pissed off.

“Woe mom sorry I was like thinking so sorry” I said trying to make sure she didn’t ground me.

“Its okay so who do you miss” asked my mom.

“Oh I just miss Christian I wish he would get back from vacation he’s my freaking best friend” I said.

My mom laughed and so I smiled trying to go along with her so she wouldn’t get suspicious.

“That wasn’t a joke I really miss my buddy” I said with excitement.

“I know, I just thought that it was something more serious then that, I was kind of worried.” Said my mom.

“Mom you worry too much Im going to bed, night” I yelled the last part so she would get the hint to leave my room.

“Night honey” my mom said while closing my bedroom door.

“Finally alone at last” I said aloud to my self.
My phone rang and at this time I was really wishing that it was Justin but I knew it wasn’t. That first year he left I was paranoid every single time a phone rang, a door bell rang, or someone put their arms around me. I always thought it was Justin. Im way past that now I know he’s never coming back. I picked up the phone and sighed.