Thread: Keep Me From Leaving(Loving You)-->OLLH Sequel

You asked for it,
I'm givin' it. Here's the Intro.

You'd think that everything between me and Justin were fine, since he practically proposed to me...

Not a chance.


I went back to Atlanta, living at home, thinking that everything was going great, and that I'd tell my parents along the line of graduation?

Nope. Not even then.


Because now, I don't even know if I'm getting married anymore...
Why? Oh, just ask your ever-loving, heartthrob, who just had to have his way...

Justin. Drew. Bieber.


Now, I'm not saying that he's a bad kid now...I'm just saying, along the line...over the years...there's been a slight change in our relationship. One, I'm sure, the fans would be enthusiastic about.

Oh yeah. They went for the hills.


So...This takes us to my story...Well, what's left of it anyway. The pitfalls of our relationship to its almost, untimely end? Yeah, it gets serious again...

Oh, wow, nobody? Really?
Ya'll been askin' it for the sequel,
nothin'?

wow

its good continue

I'm still writing the first chapter,
but idk.

OH MY GOD IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS FOR LIKE EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!! *jumps up and down screaming*

oh, wow, ok. lol

Having this ring didn't change my mood, any. I basically felt like the other woman. I know, you're wondering how could someone feel like the other woman when there's only one. Well, that's what I thought. But there's only one person besides his mother that gets to see Justin more than I do. She's famous, she on the most wanted hit list in fan history. Selena. Gomez. I don't carp. I don't complain, because honestly, I felt like we lost touch. Lets see: He doesn't call. No texts, no tweets. But I think I'm starting to understand now.

It's over between us.

And while I sit around, carelessly waiting for a phone call, or anything for that matter, he's living his life...With her; while I live mine, hooked to a phone charger. A year past, he has a tour, a movie, he's doing shows, etc.; I get that. Me? Well, I'm back on the honor roll. "Come on Dani, forget him." Khole` stepped around me to get to the vanity. She's changed a lot. All my sisters changed, I think we grew up more. We, Gina, Jo, Ari, and Kasandra...We just grew up and got wiser. We were back together again, that was one. But it wouldn't be the same. "I might as well. It ain't like he remembered me." I fiddled with the ring that was on my finger. The one around my neck was about the go along with it.

"Move on and find another one." Kasandra waved her hands, flipping through a Black Hair' magazine. It wouldn't be that simple, didn't she know that? Justin and I been through hell and back, I figured he'd at least care more, like he use to. "Yeah, K.C's single again. He right across the street, hit him up." I shook my head and got up. None of this was working. I started walking to my room when my phone started ringing. I figured it's be Danielle or Emily, since we had a Spanish project together. Nobody else calls. "What?" I didn't have to look at the caller ID. "That's how we say 'hi' now?" Even his laugh sounded hollowed out. "Why'd you call, Justin? Where are you this time?" My anger was slowly building its way through. Another reason why I couldn't talk to him. He ticked me off!

"Whoa, whoa, can you not attack me for one second?" I frustratedly sighed. "I was calling to tell you that I'd be home for a little bit. I'm coming back tomorrow--." "Yay. I'm overfilled with joy." I muttered sarcastically. Here we go again. "Dani, what is it now? What did I do now??" What doesn't he do?! "Justin, if you don't know by now, then you obviously, you just answered your own question." And with that, I hung up. He hasn't been here long enough to know what's wrong with me. He doesn't call; this the first I've heard from him since Barcelona!

I swear, it's over between us. I honestly think he doesn't care for me anymore. I climbed in bed and waited for Emily and Danielle. My phone rung again. I sighed, "Hello?" I sniffed, running my index finger along my cheek. Yes, the big jerk made me cry. "Dani, I'm sorry I yelled. It's been stressful. I'm just ready for a break." I think this is bullcrap. "Yeah...Sounds like it." I hear the bitch in the background. I looked at the door, hearing it click. Emily and Danielle quietly walked in. "Justin...tell Selena I said 'hi'." I shook in fury of it all, ready to throw something. "Dani--." "When you get back? We need to talk." I pressed the 'end' button and threw my phone on the bed. "What happened--?" "Selena, that's what happened. He spends all his time with her, because she got the money to go and see him!; I swear she stole him away from me; this is the first time he called, the first!" "Since you been back?" "Since I been back! That was a damn year ago!" I huffed, folding my arms.

Emily hopped next to me, Danielle across. I was to angry to cry and too upset to be angry, if that made sense. "So what are you gonna do?" I took off my chain and my ring. "He's coming tomorrow...Maybe we should end it...It's not like he loves me anymore." I heaved, putting the jewelry on the nightstand. "Come on, I think if ya'll had a little time to ya'll self, then you'd fix everything." Emily assured me. But It wasn't that simple.

It just wasn't.
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"Danibee? You're not eating." I pushed my food around my plate. I wasn't hungry at all. "He's coming home tomorrow." This was no surprise...My instant pull from reality was starting all over again. But I wouldn't let it. I'm not falling in that black hole again, we can't go trough my pain anymore..."That's good news, sweetie---." "Estoy rompiendo con él." The room went silent. Yeah. I think I'm breaking up with him. Haven't really decided."Daniella." I listened to my father, for it was the pride of it. "Are you sure about this?" I didn't answer so quickly. I didn't know. "No sé, papa." I really didn't know. "I just...don't wanna talk about it." I pushed my chair back and picked up my plate. I ruffled Antonio's hair as I walked pass his high chair and put my plate away. "Well. As ya'll know, it's been a year since we moved here." I wasn't liking where this conversation was heading.

"Papa, I don't want to move, please." Ariana begged. It seemed like no matter where we went, it only lasted for a year. "We're graduating this year, Papa, please--." "No, no, we're not moving. I think we should celebrate...Because as it turns out, we're staying...For good." I sighed.

While my sisters enjoyed the news of their living arrangement. I was screaming on the inside. I should've never gotten so attached, but I did anyway. I heard feet shuffling and quickly wiped my face and went back to what I was doing. "This boy..You love him, no?" "Yes mommy..." She tapped me on the shoulder, I turned to her. "Then why this talk of break up?" I sighed. I couldn't just easily say it. I would have to explain it, and you know I can't! "...Its just time, Mommy...He doesn't love me anymore, I underst--." She grabbed my chin and made me look her in the eye. "This boy is a fool. If cannot love you, he is no good. But know this," she placed my face in both of her hands, "if he is wise, he will choose right..." It was like she knew me, all over again...
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"Dani! He's here!" I was ready for this. I was ready for this. I had to make him see what he was missing, what he'd left behind...This eighty/twenty rule wouldn't make me statistic. "You really wanna make him suffer, don't you?" Emily folded her arms, laughing. She propped up against the wall; Danielle sat on the bed. "Daniella!" "I'm coming!!" I curled the last curl on my freshly cut bob. Yes, I cut my hair again. This the last time I'd be doing that though, that's for sure. "I say make him pay. He deserves to see what it's like on the other side." Thank you, Danielle! I checked myself out in the mirror,(http://www.polyvore.com/babygirl/set?id=32249608)"I'm ready"
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"You look great." I nodded, walking. Skateboard in one hand, Justin holding the other. We walked around the neighborhood with only an hour or so left before he had to go back to his house. I didn't sat much...And I was the one who said we needed to talk. So I laid it out for him, "Where's this going, Justin?" He stopped walking, I turned to face him. He seemed confused, "What do you mean?" "Us, where is it going? Cause as far as I'm concerned, this is it for us." I leaned, dropping my skateboard to my foot. He folded his arms, a smirk--sarcastic one, but a smirk at best. "If this is about me being gone, then I thought we discussed that--." "Damn that," he seemed surprised and so was I. "I can do you not being here, I'm use to that. What I don't like is that somebody else get to see the side of you that I normally see, that I thought was only for my eyes, Justin, me." Gesturing with my hands pointing to me. I tried to be calm the whole time, make him see what he was missing...But I just couldn't hold in my rage.

"The fact that I gotta see it everywhere, people commin' up to me and feelin' sorry, for me! That's not ok with me. That means, I'm lookin' stupid, while my man with some other chick, doin' god knows what, in different countries!" I could tell he wanted to say something, but he waited 'til I was finished. "I gotta feel like I'm the other woman...And you lookin' at me like you don't know what I'm talking about, see." I bent down and got my skateboard, frustrated, and walking off. "Dani, Dani, stop." He grabbed my wrist and pulled me back. "I hear you. But Selena and I are just friends. We hang out, that's it." I wanted to believe him...But my heart wasn't convinced. "...No Justin...You want me to go along and believe that this is nothing, but I know it is. Could you honestly look me in eyes, and tell me ain't nothing going on? Tu peux?" "Daniella Antoinette Sophronia, when will you realize that you are the only girl that I love...You're the one with my heart, you're the one with the ring." "Hm. The ring."

I hopped on my skateboard, ready to go. I'm done with hearing this. "...Your eyes tell a different story than what you're saying, Justin." Whoa, I sounded like mommy. "You love me so much, then prove it. Keep me from leaving then; love me like you say you do.." My feet hit the pavement the moment he pushed me up against the tree. "I do love you..." he pushed his lips into mine, a feeling I hadn't felt in so long. I had changed a lot since we first met. No more shyness, he took it out of me. "I intend on keeping you." I pushed him back gently, and got back on my board. "I doubt it. But until then," I took off his chain and the ring. "You can keep this." I road off, leaving him standing there. I didn't exactly break up with him, but merely gave him a test. If he could prove to me that he loved me, that he truly loved me, then I'd take them back. But as of now?

I'm a free agent.

Oh. My. God.

....? um...ok?