This is really different but I really like it. I’m proud of this one. Hope you enjoy it.
Would you believe me, if I said I went To the same church as Justin Bieber? I doubt it. People never did. But then again, who would?
But I do. And I have for a while now.
It’s not like we’ve talked or anything. In fact, I don’t think Justin even knows my name, but I still see him every week. So much that seeing him around isn’t even a shock anymore.
To me, he’s now just a normal person, attending church on a Sunday - who goes upon there normal day just like any one else would.
The church I attended was a private one. Very closed off and self kept. It was no wonder Justin came along.
At first, he would come along with his family. Sometimes alone. Basically just came to say grace, attend mass then leave. And it was like that for around a year, before I noticed someone else.
A girl who’s name I learnt to be Y/N. She was sweet from what I had seen. A religious girl who had good intentions. It surprised me to see her considering we usually don’t get a lot of new faces here.
She was friendly to everyone - including Justin. They looked like a couple of old friends who had grown up together and I actually think that’s what they were.
From what I had heard from my mother they have been best friends since as long as they could remember. And apparently Y/N’s normal Church closed down, so Justin invited her to join him at ours until she found a new parish.
But What was supposed to be a one time thing turned into a series of repetitive events, and after a month, she was considered a member of the church.
I honestly didn’t mind. It wasn’t like she was bothering me or anything and she was rather friendly. I liked her.
Months had passed and everyone in the church had begun to see a change in attitude around the two. It was as if they both a had a secret they were too afraid to tell each other but otherwise tried to act as if it wasn’t there.
But everyone else in the church had noticed. I remember my mother talking to Mrs smith one weekend after church about the two - they were saying how they ‘had seen this coming since the day Justin brought her to the church.’ Whatever that meant.
What did they see coming?
It wasn’t until weeks later I realised what they were talking about. One week at mass I watched them intensely, there was something about them that was just so interesting.
I may have been sitting a few seats behind them, but it was impossible to miss the way they were looking at each other when the other wasn’t. The love in there eyes.
That’s when I knew that they both had feelings for each other, they were just too afraid to admit it.
Time went by and nothing had changed. The problem about our church though is the church mothers love to gossip, and the kids love there media.
Apparently, some of the teen girls had seen on tmz some rumours that the two were dating, and they must have passed that message to there parents because it wasn’t long before the whole church was talking about it.
I didn’t believe it. I never believed anything the church mothers talked about. They’re always full of crap. But it came as a surprise the next Sunday when justin and Y/N walked in, smiling at each other with so much love, hand in hand.
Honestly, I was glad. It was about time. If I’m being honest, I think they looked cute together.
They were touchy throughout mass. Rubbing each other backs, winding their fingers through each other’s and even giving each other short, small pecks throughout.
It was honestly adorable.
And of course the church talked. No one in this place can keep there mouths shut but I didn’t mind talking about them. They were fascinating to me. And no one was saying anything bad.
A couple months had gone by and nothing had changed. They still had the same amount of love and passion in there eyes for each other. Sometimes they would show up looking a little pissed and avoided each other, but the next week they’d come back as if nothing had happened.
Just like a normal couple.
Justin continued making music and I even heard that Y/N got into modelling. Good for her, she had the body for it.
But that got the church talking once again. I think the girls were jealous honestly since from then on out people began throwing crap Y/N’s way. But after a while it passed.
Years had gone by and i think they were around 23 now. I know because Justin was exactly 6 years older then me. And I had just turned 17.
They still attended church, still sat in the same seats and shared the same love but one thing was different. Not only did they seem a lot more happy, but something in particular seemed to stand out.
Of course, this had the Parrish gossiping like crazy. Especially once they caught the size of the 27 carat diamond engagement ring wrapped around Y/N’s slender finger.
From that day on, the church began looking at her differently which was really uncalled for and rude. She had done nothing wrong and minded her own business - not disturbing anyone. But the Parrish saw her as spoiled and a gold digger.
Which didn’t make sense. It wasn’t like she askedfor the ring. It was Justin’s idea to propose. And they were a beautiful couple. Not just by looks but by personality as well.
Yet the couple went unphased. And a couple months later they both sported another ring each. Both just a simple wedding band.
Of course I didn’t attend the wedding personally but I heard they got married in the Parrish church. And the photos that flooded the internet only proved that theory.
Everything about the two was perfect. And they continued to attend mass together like a normal couple would.
All until a few weeks later. When Y/N walked in looking tired and saddened. Alone.
No Justin. And it was like that for a little while. She was alone.
I couldn’t believe it and apparently neither could the Parrish. They talked like crazy, some saying that they saw it coming and knew they wouldn’t last but others in as much shock as I was.
I couldn’t believe that they had broke up. They were so happy. I just couldnt figure out what went wrong.
But if you think that was a surprise, then you had to see how much more surprised we were to realise a couple months later, that Y/N’s stomach had grown.
No not fat. But Baby weight.
She was pregnant.
I couldn’t believe it. I felt so sympathetic for Justin. And the church couldn’t either. The news and rumours spread so fast after that and I even remember the day I heard it.
It was from Mrs Banks, the young housewife with the twin girls. Her daughters where bitches.but I remember my mother talking to her, and the way the news slipped Mrs banks lips, as if she was talking about a convict in prison. So much disgust.
‘She cheated on him.’
'she got pregnant with the other mans baby and poor Justin couldn’t take the heartbreak - left the sorry women just like she deserved.’
I was dumbfounded. I couldn’t believe such a sweet women could do such a terrible thing. Or maybe she wasn’t as sweet as i thought.
I avoided her for a long while after that. She tried being friendly, tried to say hello or throw a smile at me but I kept my distance. I was surprised father Gabriel hadn’t kicked her out.
A few more weeks went by, her stomach grew and so did the gossip and rumours. But suddenly, a month or two later, something happened. Something so small, yet it caused the whole church to shut there mouths.
Justin showed up one day. Not alone. Not with family. But with Y/N. Smiling.
He was walking behind her, with one hand on her swelling stomach and the other clutching her hand which also rest on her stomach. He guided her down the isle and into there usual seats, cuddling next to her.
Like nothing had happened.
Every pair of eyes where on them. Even father Gabriel’s.
Everyone was confused. Why had Justin gotten back with her? After what she did. I would never have forgiven her.
But it wasn’t long for word to get around. The truth. A girl who was a fan of Justin had actually asked him.
I don’t know how. I would have been so embarrassed. Thats such an invasion of privacy, yet she did it and I’m honestly glad she did.
Y/N never cheated. And the baby was Justin’s! The reason she showed up alone was because Justin had been on tour and everyone had overreacted.
I told you the woman were full of crap.
Anyways, months passed and Y/N’s stomach continued to grow. Swelling with life and beauty. Justin and herself looked so happy. And every time they walked in, I couldn’t help but notice how Justin clutched her stomach. It was so beautiful.
Everything was normal until one day, they both just stopped showing up.
It disappointed me. I really enjoyed watching the two from a distance, examining there lives. I wondered where they went. And hoped they would come back to the Parrish.
But they didn’t. Not the next week, or the week after that. Not even the week after that. They were both MIA.
I was convinced they had found a new Parrish. One with less crap and gossip. I wouldn’t blame them.
But that wasn’t the case, and we all found that out when they finally one Sunday, showed up again. This time, Y/N was not pregnant.
And Justin seemed a lot happier. So did Y/N but she also seemed tired. Not sad though. It was like a happy tired.
It was pretty obvious what had happened but I was still shocked when Justin’s body came into full view.
In his hands, he held a beautiful baby girl, dressed in a pink dress with a white flower band on her hair.
The girl was stunning. She had a full head of hair which was obviously inherited from her mothers thick dark brown hair, but was a dirty blonde like her father. Long thick eyelashes supported her eyes and a cute button nose sat on her face.
She was really small. But I think she was actually premature by a couple of weeks. So it made sense that the two weren’t at church for the last few weeks. They were busy looking after there new born baby girl.
And although Y/N brought a pram along with her, Justin didn’t put his little girl down. It was obvious he was proud of his little beauty. I would be too. She was really cute.
And well behaved. I hadn’t heard her cry all mass. There was a few times when the baby girl would stir, become a little restless but all Justin would need to do was say “shh it’s alright” and she would settle.
It truly was adorable.
And it wasn’t until Justin wrapped his arm around his wife, as Y/N placed a hand on her daughters leg and another around Justin’s torso that I truly realised.
This family was unbreakable.