Believe (A Justin Bieber Story) *COMPLETED*

Chapter 46

Justin’s POV

I woke up feeling kind of nauseous. I guess it was because tonight was going to be my first performance after my long vacation. I know I shouldn’t be nervous because, I’m Justin Drew Bieber, plus my fans, my Belieber’s are so easy to be around. I got out of bed, scratching my head while I walked to the fridge. I took out the orange juice, sipping it from the container. I placed it back inside of the fridge, tightening the cap then wiping the orange juice from my top lip with the back of my hand. I heard footsteps come up behind me and a pair of hands wrap around my torso. “Good morning.” Her sweet voice traveled throughout the whole room. “Good morning beautiful.” I spun around, pulling Kayleigh close to me, leaning my back against the counter. “How did you sleep?” I whispered as I placed my forehead on hers. “Pretty good, how about you?” “Can’t complain.” She kissed my lips and broke away from my hold. “Are you nervous for tonight?” she asked. “Eh, maybe a little.” I looked over at the clock, 11:30 am. “Damn…” I mumbled. “Are you coming to the concert with me?” I made eye contact with her as she replied, “Of course! I wouldn’t miss it for the world!” She reached into her purse that was sitting on the small table, pulling out two pills. She walked to the fridge grabbing bottled water, popping in the pills and swallowing them with the cold water. “Cool!” I smiled. “We’ve got to be at the arena for before show prep at 4, is there anything you want to do?” “Hmmm.” She thought long and hard. “How about some friendly competition?” “What are you talking about?” “Well, I say we play a little video games… first we play 2K and if I beat your ass in that, which I know I will, then you have to play me in Just Dance 4 AND do my laundry for the next 3 weeks.” I scoffed, slightly smiling. “You really think you can beat me in 2K? I am the champion miss.” She let out a long laugh, walking toward me, pointing with her finger. “Last time I saw, you got your ass beat 72 to 47.” “I was off that day.” “Yeah, alright love. So are you in or no?” “But what if I win?” “Then I’ll do your laundry and whatever else you want me too.” “How about, you have to also make me dinner, a nice dinner. With my favorite foods.” “Deal.” She put out her hand for me to shake it. “You are so going down!” she limped her way out the door and to the tour bus. I chased after her, I forgot I was shirtless. I didn’t stop though. We both went as fast as we could down the hallways, laughing. She went up into the bus, and I followed suit. “You ready to be shown up?” she winked. “Are you being a little cocky?” I smiled back, turning on the Xbox as she sat down on the couch with her controller in the perfect playing position. “Maybe…” she chuckled quietly. I popped in 2K, taking my controller and sitting right next to her. “You ready to feel the rath of Justin babe?” “Yeah, alright. Keep dreaming.” She rolled her eyes playfully. “Let it begin.” The game started, she scored first, then again, and once more after that within the first 10 minutes. Letting out a long laugh, she looked over at me. I was licking my lips; I knew I was in deep shit if I didn’t pick up my game. “Come on babe!” she called out, “I thought you were the champion at this?” “How did you learn to play like this?” I exclaimed. “Well,” she began, “my older brother was really into games like this but for the Wii, we would play Madden, 2K, and whatever other sports games he had every Sunday night.” “Where is he now?” “He lives with his mom, we have the same dad. He doesn’t come around to often; we used to go shoot the soccer ball at the park too. He used to torment me to no extent, I swear for being 21, he has the mentality of a 5 year old.” She laughed lightly. “AND, that’s game babe. I guess you’ll be doing my laundry for the next couple weeks.” She smiled, kissing my cheek. “Damn you…” “Just Dance time?” “What about your ankle?” I looked at her worried. “Eh, who cares”? I rolled my eyes, “Come on I don’t want you to hurt yourself.” “One song, please!” “Fine. ONE.” She smiled and stood up. I put in Just Dance 4. “Ready?”  She nodded her head. “How about we do beauty and a beat?” she nudged me with her elbow. “Sounds good, I heard the guy who sings it is pretty handsome and charming.” “Yeah I heard the same thing!” “He has the most beautiful girl too. I’m pretty jealous.” She turned a light shade of red. “Come on, how about if you beat me, I’ll make you that dinner you wanted, deal?” “Deal.” We shook hands once again. I used my controller to select the song. They counted down.