Believe (A Justin Bieber Story) *COMPLETED*

Chapter 41

Kayleighs POV

I woke up happy in Justin’s arms. For sleeping on a bus, I actually slept pretty well. I sat up in the bed, extending my arms into a stretch. I let a lawn escape from my mouth. I glanced to my left to see Justin still passed out. I giggled and got out of bed. I took my phone off the charger and checked the time. 8 am. Why was I up so early? I rolled my eyes and opened twitter. I made my way slowly to the main part of the bus. “Hey Kayleigh, you sleep well?” Fredo greeted me with a warming smile. “Yeah, pretty well actually.” I smiled back and scrolled through Twitter. There was no drama; I opened to type a tweet. “Going on tour with Justin! This is new to me. New York, here I COME! #muchlove” Me being a Belieber I got into the habit of adding #muchlove to the end of all my tweets because Justin did it. “Where’s Justin?” Scooter looked up from his laptop. “He is still passed out on the bed. He was really tired last night.” Fredo smiled at me. “Yeah I know exactly why.” He winked. I slapped my hand to my forehead. “What does that mean?” Scooter laughed slightly. “Oh nothing.” Fredo shook his head. “Do you mind going to get Justin for me? Ever time I got to wake him up he hits me.” Fredo begged. “Sure! Here give me some water.” I smiled and got water in a cup. I brought it into the room. “Justin… babe. Wakey wakey.” I pulled the blankets down slowly. He didn’t move. I put my hand on his chest, shaking to wake him up. Still no movement. “Alright then babe, I guess I’ll have to do it…” I poured the water on his head. He shot up from the temperature. “Holy shit!” his jaw dropped and his eyes shot open. I got off the bed and fell to the floor in laughter. “You did this!” He yelled toward me. I brought myself up to nod. He got out of bed shaking his head. He was soaking wet. “Oh baby, come here. Give me a hug!” “No!” I stood up and ran into the cabin. He ran after me; finally catching me when I couldn’t run anymore. “Ew!” I screamed laughing as he hugged my dry body. “Payback.” He smiled and kissed my lips. Fredo and Scooter were on the couch laughing.  I broke away from his grasp. Plopping on the couch. “So, Justin. What’s on the agenda today?” I asked smiling up at him as he stood over me. “Well, I don’t have a concert for 2 days so, maybe today if you want, I could take you shopping around NYC?” “Really?!” a smile crossed my face. “I’ve never gone shopping in NYC before!” I stood up and hugged him. “Then it’s a deal! Go get ready, we should head soon.” We were parked outside of a hotel; Justin and I were too busy last night to make it to our room.  “Where are the suitcases?” I glanced around the room. “They are under the bus, we have to go to the room anyways so lets go.” He took my hand jogging out. We each grabbed our suit cases and wheeled them to the elevator and to the room. We walked in and found the bed, we threw our bags on the bed. “What should I wear!” I was contemplating two outfits. “I like this one.” Justin pointed to a white crop top with a medium length Aztec cardigan, kaki shorts and white vans. He snaked his hands around my hips, kissing my neck. I smiled and gathered the outfit. I spun out of his grasp and went to the other side of the hotel bedroom. I slipped out my clothes, not facing Justin. I ran to my suitcase; grabbing a bra and thong. I faced the wall as I unclipped my bra and put a new one on, doing the same with my panties. I spun around to see Justin staring at me. “Get changed! We have to go!” I smiled slipping my clothes on. He pulled a pair of chachi pants and a white V-neck shirt. He pulled his gold chain over his not fixed hair. I laughed and walked toward him. “What’s so funny?” “You still have sex hair.” I ran my fingers through his hair. He smiled lightly.  “I know, I have to go fix it.” He walked to the bathroom with his gel in his hand. I shook my head, grabbing my brush, running it through my hair. When I was finished, I put it back in my suitcase, zipping it back up. I laced my shoes and threw on my aviators. Justin came back into the room, he threw on his supras and we left. We walked down the street, hand in hand. He pulled out his phone, I placed my head on his shoulder. “What you doing?” “Just tweeting.” I read his phone. ‘New York with my beauty. #muchlove’ I smiled as he locked his phone. “What store do you want to go to first?” I shrugged my shoulders. “How about, Macy’s? I heard it’s huge inside!” I laughed and so did he. “Sounds like a plan.” We didn’t say much, instead we just enjoyed each other’s company. “We are here!” He pointed at the Macy’s sign.  “This is Macy’s?! The only Macy’s I’ve been to is the one in the mall.” I am from a small town in New Jersey, they don’t have huge things like this. The biggest store is the super Wal-Mart by my house. “Yup! Now lets go in, I want to spoil my beautiful girlfriend.” “Noo, Justin. I just want to look. You don’t have to buy anything!” “I know I don’t have too but I want too.” I rolled my eyes playfully. He opened the door for me. It was so big in here! I saw this shirt as soon as I walked through the door. “Woah! Look how cute this is!” Justin smiled and look at the price tag. I glanced at it too. “You want it?” It was 120$. “Babe! Its 120$!” “I’m Justin Bieber.” “I have to go to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.” I smiled and kissed his cheek. I ran to the back, the bathroom was down a long hallway. There was no one around. I have to admit, it was kind of scary.  I reached to pull the door open when I felt someone reach around, putting their hand over my mouth. I squirmed and kicked, but it was no use. I tried to scream but nothing came out. I was mute. I still kicked not stopping. I shoved my elbow into their stomach hoping they would let me go. I could tell by the grip they had on me it was a guy. He threw me into the trunk of his car. I started to cry, I had no clue what was happening.

Justin POV

It’s been 15 minutes since Kayleigh left for the bathroom. I left the spot I was standing in and went to the back to try to find the bathrooms. I finally found the woman’s bathroom and knocked on the door. They were the ones where only one person could go in at a time. I knocked again; no answer. “Kayleigh, are you okay?” she didn’t answer. “Kayleigh.” I jerked the door. It was unlocked. I began to get worried. I pulled my phone outs of my pocket, running my hands threw my hair. The phone rang, and rang. Finally she picked up. “Justin! Help!” she was crying and yelling. “What’s wrong! Where are you?” I paced back and forth in a panic. “I went to the bathroom, and someone took me!” She was very hard to understand through her sobs. “Who took you?” I yelled. “I don’t know Justin. He put me in the trunk. I’m so scared!” I ran outside. “Can you hear where you are! I’m coming.” “It sounds like a busy road. Hurry Justin! Please! I’m scared!” she began to cry harder. “Shhh, baby. I’m coming. I love you.” She cried, “I love you too! The car stopped!” “It did?!” “He’s coming!” I heard a scream. “Dylan!” she yelled. It was Dylan? I then had a flash back. ‘You’ll be sorry Bieber.’ The line went dead.