Believe (A Justin Bieber Story) *COMPLETED*

Chapter 6

It was super hot outside, defiantly great weather to go to the beach. We pulled up and paid for parking. I grabbed the towels and headed toward the beach.

“Kayleigh, I’ll catch up, go head down and pick a spot!”

I nodded in agreement and walked toward the water. Surprisingly, the beach wasn’t packed. The sun was shining and the waves were perfect. I found a spot by the rocks, laid down both towels and took my clothes off. I felt someone come up behind me and cover my eyes.

“Guess who.” I heard a familiar voice that then chuckled.

I knew exactly who it was.

“Um, Johnny Deep!?” I turned around and laughed. “I knew it was you, duuuh.” I hit him playfully.

He smiled at me and put down a basket. I bent down to get the sun scream out of my bag, I felt his eyes looking at me.

“Hey, keep those eyes to your self pretty boy.” I turned my head around winking at him.

He laughed and pulled his shirt over his head, his body was perfect. I couldn’t help but stare & I bite my lip. He knew I was looking at him, he gave me a slight grin. I put sun screen on my legs, arms, and chest.

“Hey Justin, can you put the sun screen on my back?”

“Sure! Hand it over.”

I handed him the bottled. He squirted it into his hand and applied it. I did the same for him.

Justin looked over at me. “Wanna go in the ocean?”

“Sure, but I am a little afraid of sharks.” I gulped.

“That’s fine,” he smirked, “I am too.”

We ran to the ocean. It was beautiful. We went into about our waists. I dunked him under.

“HEY, THE HAIR!” He sounded a little ticked off.

“Oh I’m really sorry!” I felt kinda bad. “I didn’t mean to pi-“

I felt myself go under water. I popped back up and stared at Justin.

“WOW YOU WERE JUST KIDDING WEREN’T YOU” I wiped the water from my eyes and pushed my hair back.  He laughed. We floated around in the water for about 15 minutes.

“Hey you wanna go eat?”

I looked at him confused, “You brought food?”

“I made it before I came to get you.”

“Awe! How sweet!”

He grabbed my hand and leaded me to our towels. We sat down and he reached into the basket pulling out two sandwiches’. We ate and got to know each other.  It was probably the best day of my life.  We packed up and headed back to his car. Justin was perfect, more perfect then the media made him seem. He was so caring and humble. I learned so much about him within those few hours that as a belieber I didn’t even know. I know it sounds crazy, but just talking to him today. I think I started growing slight feelings for this popstar. His perfect lips, his perfect laugh, his perfect: everything. I need to stop.