🎶No matter what they say it won't hurt me...🎶
Chapter 11: Where's My Hair Gel?
(ROCKYS POV
"What's up?" Justin's voice asked, sitting down next to me.
"Aren't you onstage in 10 minutes?" I asked, avoiding the topic. "Exactly. I have 10 minutes to waste." Justin smirked.
"Oh." I replied simply, not wanting to spill my thoughts out to him. Yeah, he's a great friend, but I really don't want to pour out my soul to him.
"It's Niall, isn't it." Justin said knowingly. I tensed...
"What? Nope. No way. Not niall...nope, it's dedicatedly not niall. No way, jośe. There's like a 0.000001% chance that he's what I'm thinking about. And that's like a super slim chance. No...not thinking of him." I ranted, but with every word I spoke Justin's smirk grew wider.
"Your a sucky liar." He laughed,
"I know you like him.".
"Seriously? That obvious, huh?" I moaned.
"Yup." Justin agreed.
"Ugh....Justin Freaking Bieber, I hate you." I complained, burying my face in my hands.
"Awww shucks Rocky, I love ya too!" Justin joked. "Shut up." I moaned, not in the mood for Justin's joked right now.
"Just...dont tell a soul. if you dare even hint about...ahem...that-to anyone, i will personally ruin your career. in other words, ill rip out your vocal chords." i threatened, although it was pretty much an empty threat.
"J.B., your onstage in 10 seconds." Justin's manager told him.
"We'll continue this discussion." Justin told me before running off. Yay, Justin saw right through me. Just great. Note my obvious sarcasm, thanks.
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Where's My Hair Gel? (A Niall Horan Fanfic)
Fanfiction"Your touring for 6 months with Justin Bieber" when Niall Horan heard this words, he was ecstatic. He expected to have the time of his life in those 6 months, touring the USA with one of his favorite pop icons. He didnt think he'd find himself falli...
