It used to be the fear of spiders, or robbers, maybe even the occasional clown at the county fair. But now, I’m afraid of rejection. I feel that I’m going to loose everyone who has a place in my heart.
But when you think about it, everyone is going to hurt you. You just have to find the ones who are worth the pain. I hate, more than anything, letting my guard down.
I hate letting people get close to me. I know that when they come into my heart…they’ll leave with the chunk of me that I let them have. I have always been one to run away from everything I’ve ever known.
My name is Payton Allysson Nolls & this is my story. My story about love, taking chances, and Justin Drew Bieber.
Yeah, I’m for real. Jb. The Biebs. JBieba. Him. The boy who stole my heart…and all of my common sense, according to my father.
Okay, okay, back up. A lot of things happened BEFORE he stole my heart. It’s a long, long, story. But it all started when I was walking down Chestnut Boulevard on a frigid, cold, February day.
It was a normal day, just like any other in Stratford Ontario, Canada. I was walking home from school, the usual. I was texting Clay, my best friend in the entire world, about the cute boy in our chemistry class, Justin Bieber.
We had heard about a million rumors at school that day, of him going down to Atlanta and singing for some Scooter dude.
I sighed as my beat up converse crunched through the snow. Justin Bieber. Where to start? Let’s just say he’s pretty cute. He had this perfect, golden colored shaggy hair, which was always hiding under a beanie or hat.
I had heard he lived around my neighborhood with his grandparents or something. He was apparently an ‘amazing’ singer. I had, had the teeniest, tiniest crush on him since the fourth grade. But…he didn’t really know I existed. Kind of like the rest of our freshman class.
Just then I ran smack into someone. “Ah!” I exclaimed, falling on the icy sidewalk, my butt landing in a mound of snow.
I felt tears spring into my eyes. That had really been a hard fall. Someone took my hand, helping me back to my feet. “I’m sorry, I wasn’t paying attention. It’s my fault.” A voice said.
I gasped and looked up. I had run smack dab into Justin Bieber! The boy I had liked since the fourth grade? But didn’t know I existed? The boy with the caramel colored eyes and perfect, ski slope nose? I winced, could I possibly get anymore lame?
I didn’t even know what to do. All I could pay attention to was the fact that he was still holding my hand in his. It was warm, and my palm seemed to fit perfectly with his. “Oh, um, ok.” I managed. He smiled at me. “You go to Parker…right?” He seemed to be examining me.
I hoped my hair wasn’t being too frizzy today. But I sure was happy I had decided to make an effort with my make-up this morning. I felt my heart leap.
“Yes! I’m pretty sure we have, um…” I pretended to search for what class we had together. Even though I already knew.
“Chemistry, together.” He finished for me. I blushed, as a huge semi truck passed us on the road, making my hair blow into my face. Great. “Here.” Justin smiled, touching my hair and pushing it behind one ear. I willed myself not to faint.
“I think I should probably make up for knocking you down. Maybe I could walk you home.” I blinked. “I would…really like that.” And that is how it all started.
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