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I sat down on the couch in Justin's hotel room, my head lolling over the arm.
Katie: Hey sweetie! Sorry we haven't spoke much recently, having fun?
Me: Yeah! Well I was...
Katie: What's up?
Me: Caitlin came.
Katie: Don't worry about her.
Me: She's all over him...
Katie: And what's he doing?
I glanced up, Caitlin was sitting right next to Justin, a determined look in her eye. He didn't budge.
Me: Nothing.
Katie: That's bad! You should say something!
Me: Like what.
Katie: Yo bitch, get off he's mine. Or something.
Me: LOL. Close...
Katie: Haha.
Me: :L
I slipped my phone into my pocket, sitting up properly and staring blankly at the floor. "You okay?" Chaz whispered. I glanced over at Justin, with his arm around Caitlin's waist as they spoke. It looked like they were flirting a little, Caitlin spoke, flicking her hair behind her shoulder. Justin had some smile on his face, he didn't even glance over at me. "Fine" I mumbled, glaring over at them, hinting the point. "Don't worry about her" He smiled, "You know he wont do anything, he's not like that". I smiled up at him. "Your right, they're friends and Justin won't do anything, it's just her..." I dragged off. "I know I know" He smirked.

"You ready Justin?" Scooter appeared. "Yup" He replied, heading out of the door with Caitlin. I stood staring at the door for a while. "Stay with us" Christian smiled. He was pretty small, he come up to my shoulder. I smiled, and headed out shutting the door behind me.

"Alright later!" Justin screamed, running onto the stage. I sat down backstage, I usually stayed on the side and watched him but that had been taken already. "He just misses her" Christian said, coming over to me and sitting down. "I know, but he hasn't hardly spoken to me" I mumbled, a tear falling from my eye. "Don't cry" Chaz sighed, coming over and wrapping his arm around me. "I'm not" I said weakly, leaning on his shoulder. "He loves you, a lot" Christian smiled. I wiped my eyes. "I know" I half smiled. "Isn't he amazing!" Caitlin squealed, running through the doorway. "Yeah, amazing" I mumbled. "What's up with you?" She frowned. "Don't bother" I replied. "Okay" She said, raising her eyebrows.

Justin ran off the stage and backstage where we were, sweat dripping from his head. "Hey guys" He panted. "Ran a marathon?" Chaz joked. Justin flipped him off, then turned to me. "Your alright?" He asked, placing his arm around me. I shuffled away. "Shower" I grinned. He looked at me for a while. "Fine" He smirked, heading off to the shower room. "Consider yourself noticed" Chaz smiled. "He only noticed me because Caitlin's not here" I mumbled. "You know that's not true" Chaz replied. I nodded, pursing my lips into a line.

"Clean!" He grinned, coming out and bringing me into a tight hug. "Get a shirt on!" I giggled. He raised one eyebrow and smirked, grabbing a shirt and placing it on. "Where's Caitlin?" He asked, pulling away from me. "Hm" I mumbled, walking back over to the couch. I so did not want to seem like the jealous girlfriend, but come on.This was plain out of order. "She went somewhere" Christian replied. "Where?" He asked. "I don't know" He said, raising his voice a little. "I'll go find her" He replied, jogging out of the room. "Consider yourself IGnored" I sighed. Chaz and Christian both looked at me concerned.

*Justin's POV*
Damn, where was Caitlin? "Yo Ryan, where's Caitlin?" I asked. "She went back to the hotel to grab something" He replied. "Kay cool" I grinned, jogging out toward the hotel with my hood up and sunglasses on.

"Caitlin?" I hollered, heading into the bedroom. The room was empty. "Hello?" I said quietly. "I'm here" Said a familiar voice. I turned round, she was standing in the darkness of the room. I headed toward her slowly. She was curled up in the corner. "Why is Jenna so pretty" She mumbled, I could see she was crying. "Caitlin, I don't know go ask her mom and dad" I replied, not realizing what I just said. "Or not" I replied quietly. "Why not?" She asked, looking up at me. "They're not around" I replied quickly. "Why are you bringing this up? You hate her".
"I don't"
"Yes, you do"
"I don't"
"What the hell"
"I'm jealous, she's got you"
"Me?"
"Yes, you Justin Drew Bieber"
"So?"
"I want you back Justin"
I knew it, Caitlin was the jealous one. My face scrunched up. "How can you say that?!" I screamed. "I've moved on! So should you!". I slammed the door shut, heading to the elevator.