Part 29 Ellie's P.O.V:

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Ellie's P.O.V:

(On the train up to New York.)

I can see the tunnel to enter the subway to New York. That means I am just less than an hour away from meeting the boy I call my idol and who has changed, my life dramatically. The boy who wears a belt as sags his pants down to his knees and the boy who has battles against glass doors as he but usually loses those battles. The boy who gave a name to his extremely dirty minded fans. The fans who names... How do I put this? Just never ask a belieber who Jerry or Walter or Dalton or Chuck and Norris are. They will just start laughing uncontrollably and will just tell you it's an inside joke with Beliebers and Justin.

I still cannot believe this is all happening. It just all seems so surreal. It's so cool and such a privilege to be sitting on a train in-between Alfredo and Kenny. Besides that they are two of many very important people in Justin's life, they are just hilarious as they tell me all of these embarrassing stories about what Justin does but I find to be adorable. But seriously, they are two of the funniest people I've ever met.

Well, I can tell we've entered the tunnel now because my ears are killing me from the pressure change. I just start chew piece after piece of gum. I must have been chewing at least a whole pack in my mouth at once, simple to get my ears to pop. They finally do and my mind shifts to what is really happening. It all hits me all of a sudden. Here comes the nervousness I can't control and the jitters. The mixture of feelings of excitement with nervousness and happiness with anxiousness that is sending me mixed signals about how I should feel. So simply put the symptoms from Bieber Fever and the feelings of a fangirl. I try to just breathe and I put my ear buds in as I play "Be Alright" and put it on repeat until we reach the train station. I pray this song can calm me down because I have a huge party of butterflies in my stomach that won't quit. I was wrong. The song didn't change me or help me relax.

We reach the station. Kenny and Alfredo help me with my bags as we walk off the train. I look up and right in front of me, just a couple feet away from me, there he was. I swear God purposely made the sun shine like a spotlight just on him. His amber eyes shined as his pearly white smiles blinds me. I froze as if I was a statue. His perfect body and face was just so much to take in. So it takes me a second to take in his memorizing brown eyes and his perfectly shaped lips and that smile that made you want to melt. His teeth were so white and perfect. And his body...bDon't even get me started. His chiseled muscles on his chest and arms. They were just so... I can't even describe them. The only words that come to mind are Oh. My. God. My body and mind didn't know how to respond to his godly figure of sexiness. I was unable to even talk. I'm not even positive if I was blinking. I literally stopped in my tracks. Justin actually had to start walking towards us and Kenny had to pull me a little to move my feet forward as Alfredo was pushing me from behind. I was starstruck. Literally.

Justin took me hands into his as he looked deep into my eyes and said with his angelic voice, "Hi beautiful. How was your trip?"

I still couldn't talk. I tried, but the words would just not come out. I just stood there smiling like a fool as I stared back into his beautiful eyes, which were a thousand times more amazing in person. I could sense Chaz and Ryan checking me out. Oh boy. I know I shouldn't but, whenever guys do that I can't help but feel so awkward and the need to just run and hide. I know my mom always tells me to own it and embrace my figure, but I just can't because I don't see what the big deal is. It's not like I look like some Victoria's Secret model walking in lace.

Still staring into my eyes, Justin smiles as he says, "Ellie... Are you breathing?" He laughs.

I find it so sweet how he's concerned about me. Of course I was breathing, I just couldn't talk. He waves his hand in front of my face.

I finally come out of the clouds of daydreaming and blink a few times. I smile and giggle at my foolish self. Then I quickly feel my cheeks staring to blush, so I look down at the ground so no one notices.

"So... How are you? I never formally introduced myself. I'm Justin."

I took a deep breath and started to respond, but since I've had my knees locked the whole time, I start to feel dizzy and feel my body lean forward. I feel someone's arms catch me but the last thing I remember before everything went black was the ceiling of the train station.

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