My Best Friend's Brother (Justin Bieber Love Story)

Ten

(Justin)

It's the day before I am supposed to leave for tour and they still haven't told me if I can officially bring Rosalie with me or not. I have a feeling they won't. I was packing my clothes back up and I sit on my bed. A tear slips down my cheek and I sniffle.

A knock on the door brings me back to reality.

"Who is it?" I ask.

"It's your dad," I hear in reply.

"You can come in," I say, quickly wiping the tear away.

The door opens and he walks in. I look at him then back at my hands. He comes and sits down next to me.

"I want her to come, dad," I say. "I can't be without her."

"I know, Justin. There are going to be times when you can't be with her though," he says, patting my shoulder.

"I don't want any of those days. It hurts," I say, another tear falling.

"You don't have to be without her completely. You can Skype her and call her," he says. "You can write letters like what I did when I was a kid."

"But what about those times when I need to hold her?" I say, looking at him.

"Imagine holding her. Keep her in your heart and your dreams," Dad says, shrugging. "I believe there is something outside for you."

"What?"

He holds his hands up, not giving it away. He slips out my door and I walk downstairs. There was a car and my driver standing by the door.

"Mr. Barber, what are you doing here? You weren't supposed to come until tomorrow," I say, giving him a man hug.

"I am here for something different," he says, opening the door.

"What is it?" I ask, getting in.

"Lets just say it is for something special," he says. He drives and I lean against the seat. I hear a crinkle and I look down.

"Jay,

I know you are wondering what is going on. I promise it will all be revealed soon. It is going to be good. There is a blindfold in the drawer next to the Red Bull. When the car stops, put it on. See you soon, sweetheart.

Rose xoxo"

I smile and rub my thumb over her name. I feel the car stop and I put the blindfold on. The door opens and I feel someone touch my hand. It sent good chills down my back so it was Rosalie.

"Just follow me lead, baby," she whispers. She leads me and a breeze hits my face, smelling of salt water.

I feel my feet sink in the ground slightly and I know it is a beach. I feel her tug my hand down and I sit. She touches my face and unties the blindfold. She kisses me sweetly while pulling it away.

"Welcome to my little paradise."

I look around at the beach and the lake. The water was crystal clear and the sand was soft. Rosalie sat next to me and looked out over the water.

"My mom used to bring me here whenever I had a bad day or they had a fight. I came here everyday after dark, always to think. Sometimes I would think of how to tell Jazmyn what was going on. Most of the time, it was how I was going to tell you how I felt.

"I thought of calling you and just coming right out with it. Then I thought of telling Jeremy to tell you. Writing a letter, texting you, telling you myself. I once thought of not telling you period. I thought that it may have been better since I saw how happy you were with Selena," she says, raking her hair from her face.