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

Fifteen

(Rosalie)

I roll over and reach out for Justin. The only thing my fingers touch are the cold sheets. I open my eyes and look around. The bed was empty beside me except for a piece of paper left in his spot.

"Love,

I had a meeting and I didn't want to wake you. You looked too peaceful to wake. I will come back around 11:30 with lunch/breakfast. Then I have the whole day to be with you.

Love you, 

Justin"

I smile, tracing his handwriting with my fingers. I stand up and rake my hair from my face as I walk to the bathroom. I look at the clock on the wall. 9:42 AM. I have enough time to take a shower and get ready.

I close the bathroom door and pull back the curtain for the shower. I turn on the water to the temperature I suited and stripped down. I step in and let the water flow down my body, warming every inch. I wash my hair and body, shaving, and then just stand there. The water hit my face, relaxing the muscles.

I turn off the water, wrapping a towel around my body. I walk back to the bedroom and open my suitcase. I take out a pair of dark blue, stonewashed jeans and a white t-shirt. I blow dry my hair and let it fall in the loose waves down my back. I put on some mascara then apply some lip gloss on my lips. As I even it out that is when Justin knocked on the door and walked in.

"Good morning, beautiful," he says as he walks up to me. He wraps his arms around my waist and kisses me sweetly.

"Good morning, angel," I reply, smiling up at him.

"So, are you ready?" he asks.

"More than I'll ever be," I say, squeezing his hand.

He smiles and leads me out of the bus, grabbing a picnic basket off the counter on the way out. He holds the car door open for me and I blush, getting in. He drives down the road before pulling over.

"I need you to put this on," he says, holding out a bandanna.

"A blindfold?" I ask, lifting a brow.

"You and I both want this to be special and, for it to be special, you cannot see where we are going," he says, pouting.

"Okay, fine. For you," I say, tying it around my eyes.

"Can you see?" he asks.

"Nope," I answer truthfully.

"Good." I hear a smile in his voice.

I liked seeing his smile. The real Justin smile that no one saw after the breakup between him and Selena. I know now that he is finally completely happy and now that smile comes out.

"Let's do this one last time," I mumble along to the song.

"Higher than a mother," Justin sings, making a smile spread on my face.

"Star ships were meant to fly," I sing.

"Hands up and touch the sky," he finishes. I laugh and he laughs along.

"Hey, boy, you always had much game," I sing, changing the words.

"Remember all the things we do first?" he adds.

"I don't give a shh. No one else can have ya," I say, poking what I think was his stomach.

"I have you back. Have you back. Have have you back," he says, leaning over and kissing me quickly on the cheek.

"You need to drive," I laugh, a blush in my cheeks.

He laughs and I smile. I lean my head against the headrest, letting out a breath. Justin squeezes my hand and I raise his hands to my lips, kissing the back of his hand. I feel the car stop and Justin's hand slips from mine. My car door opens and I feel Justin's body as he leans across me and unbuckles my seatbelt.

He helps me stand and takes my hand. He pulls me in a direction of the secret spot.

"Okay. A little closer. Watch your head, baby. Okay," he says. "You can take it off."

I pull off my blindfold and look around me. I gasp as I look at the most beautiful place I'd ever seen.

(Justin)

I take her hand and lead Rosalie to the meadow I happened to find on the last tour. It was a plush, green meadow that was sprinkled with flowers and there were streaks of light from where the sun through the trees.

Rosalie looks around with the biggest grin on her face. She looked around in awe at the meadow.

"Oh, Justin," she says, turning to me. "This is beautiful."

"I knew you'd like it," I say, smiling at her.

I walk over to her, Rosalie still looking around. I place my hands on her hips and pull her close. She looks up at me and smiles. She wraps her arms around my neck and takes a deep breath.

"Thank you, Justin," she says. "This place is beautiful."

"I guess. It is not as pretty with you to compare it to," I say, smiling down at her.

She blushes and it brings the rosy tint to her cheeks. I lean down and touch my lips to hers. They were soft like rose petals and sweet like candy. I get drunk off them and they drove me wild. I loved the way they moved in sync and the way that they melted together. I pull back, going to the ground.

I lay my head back on the grass and she comes down, too, bringing her lips back to join mine again. She kissed me with the love I knew she hid deep inside her. The lust she hid. My hands were back on her hips, a couple fingers had slipped up her shirt.

She pulled back and looked around. She laughs and shakes her head.

"Nope. Nice try though," she says.

"You do know that what just happened was never my intention. I wanted you to have a piece of serenity for a little while," I say, sitting up. "Though what you had in mind works too."

"You kissed me," she says, pointing at me.

"You brought me to the ground, baby," I say, raising my hands.

She sighs, realizing I made a point. She turns around and runs along the flowers. She slows and turns around.

"You realize you are supposed to chase me, right, Juju?" she says, laughing and running again.

I chuckle and run after her, holding my pants up with one hand. She laughs as I get closer. Her chestnut hair whipped behind her like a silky veil and her laugh chimed like bells.

I wrap my arms around her waist from behind and spin her around. We laugh and then I set her down. She lays down in the grass and I lay beside her. I watched her and she watched me. Her blue eyes sparkles in the light, the colour of sapphires. She takes my hand and smiles at me.

"I love you so much, Justin," she says. "It's like counting the stars to tell you how much I love you. It's impossible."

"I love you with every inch of my being and my heart. You are my life," I say, giving her hand a squeeze.