Live. Laugh. Love. (A Justin Bieber Love Story) **Completed** NEWLY EDITED

Part 8!!

Here's another part!!!

The song for this part is.. Come Back.. Be here- Taylor Swift. As you can see, Taylor Swift relates to everything :)

Carson's POV:

Tomorrow was Thursday, so I wanted to have a best friends day with Amelia before I left for tour with Justin.

I texted her. DUUUDDDE!! Best friend day tomorrow? Our last one for the summer... ):

I sat down in my desk chair and pulled out my calendar. When she replied, it read: Uh, ya!!! I have to tell you about my day with Justin today!!

SHH!! I texted, Save it for tomorrow!

I decided I needed to spend time with my mom before I went on tour so I ran downstairs and found her reading a book in the living room. I sat down roughly next to her, "Mommy and daughter movie night?" I questioned.

She took her glasses off her face and put her book down, "Well, how could I say no?" I shot her a baby face, "Okay!"

"What do you want to watch?" I moved my legs into a criss-cross position.

"Hmm.. Titanic!" She exclaimed.

"Thats what you always suggest!!" She stuck her bottom lip out at me, "Oh fine!!" I ran over to the movie holder and pulled it out. I placed it into the DVD player and sat down next to my mom. Of course, at the end we both cried.

"I love the movies nights with you, momma." I said, standing up from the couch.

"You know I do too!" She smiled at me, "I am going to miss you so much!"

I nodded and gave her a hug, "I'm tired, love you, night." I planted a small kiss on her cheek and made my way upstairs. I closed my curtians and slipped into my PJ's. I did my nightly routine in the bathroom. When I was done, I crawled underneath my covers and fell into a deep sleep.

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"Get up!!!!" I felt someone shaking me, then I felt a pain on my left cheek. I had been slapped.

"What the hell?" I tried screaming, but my voice was still waking up. I opened my eyes to find Amelia glaring at me.

"I have a fun day planned at the beach! No move it or lose it, sister!" She screamed the last part and whined the first. This was the best and worst part of Amelia. She always had fun plans and always followed through, but she was always super demanding about them.

"Okay, okay." I sat up slowly and rubbed my eyes.

"Hurry up! I'll be downstairs hanging out with your mom who actually wakes up at a decent time."

I rolled my eyes as I walked into my bathroom and brushed my teeth and my hair. I threw my hair into a messy bun. I walked tiredly back into my bedroom and slipped on a swimsuit with a sundress over it. I ventured downstairs and found Amelia impaitently tapping her foot at the front door.

"Took you long enough.." She mumbled as she walked out the front door.

"Shut up." I said, playfully hitting her.

At the beach, we tanned, played in the water, and tanned some more. Overall, it was an awesome day. I loved L.A. becuase there were tons of different beaches to go, but Hunnington was my favorite. Amelia dropped me off after we ate fish tacos at our favorite fish taco hut. I walked inside and found my father eating ice cream.

"Uh oh." I said grabbing out a spoon, "Ice cream is only out when something bad is happening." I took a bite, "Whats up?"

"Nothing, I just hate when your mom and I fight. It was nothing." He stated.