Lucky Me (Justin Bieber fan fiction)

Chapter 11

*Flashback*

Zayn and I were walking on the sidewalk to the park the day before our birthday.

"Zayn?" I said.

"Yeah sissy?" His 9 year old voice asked me.

"Who is that?" I asked pouting to an old man who was sitting on the bench watching us.

"I don't know sis." He said. The man started walking towards us. I grabbed Zayn's tight.

"Come on!" We started running back to our house. Fast. I felt a strong hand on my shoulder making me and my brother stop. I struggled to get out but the man was too strong. I turned around. The man put me over his shoulder and yanked Zayn by his wrist to an old alley way. He set me down and told me to stay. I thought this was my chance to run. But he took off his jacket. I saw a shot-gun in his belt. Crap. I looked around me and didn't see Zayn.

"Zayn!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

"Shut up you little brat!" He yelled at me while he was wrapping a cloth around my mouth. I started to cry. He moved his hands to my zipper. Just as he put his hands on it I heard someone shout at the end of the way.

"Let her go you perv!" It was my dad! He was holding up a pistol. Did I mention he tied my hands up? Yeah he did that too. I tried to get out of the ropes. The man ran away and my dad ran over to me.

"Oh sweetheart." He said un-tying the ropes and taking the cloth off my mouth. He brought me up to his chest. He held me so tight I could barely breath.

"Dad. I can't breath." I said giggling. He let me go and stood up. He picked me up and put me on his shoulder. We walked back to our house.

When we walked in I saw my mom and Zayn sitting at the kitchen table. They were both crying. They looked up. My mom ran over and took me off my dad's shoulders.

"Oh my god. I'm so glad you're ok." She said hugging me tight. She set me down. I was soon attacked my a hug from Zayn. I hugged him the tightest. He was the one who saved me. He was my thin line between life and death.

*End of Flashback*

"Um." I gulped. Justin grabbed my hand and moved his thumb back and forth on it.

"It's ok. I'm right here." He reassured me. I nodded.

"I had a twin brother." I stopped. Tears already forming. He gestured me to go on.

"When we were 9 I almost got raped." His eyes bulged out of his head but he kept quiet. "He was with me. A man snatched us up and took us to an alley. He got away when the man wasn't looking and ran home to get my dad. That's just part of it. The next day was our birthday. We were walking to the ice-cream shop two stores down from the house. There was a drunk driver." I stopped. Tears flowing freely down my face. Justin pulled me into a hug.

"You don't have to finish. It's ok. But you still never said what the 6 was for." He said.

"Oh yeah. He played football and baseball. Every season he would get the number 6. Even if somebody already had it. It was his favorite number. His lucky number." I said sniffling. Justin rubbed my head.

"Oh. I'm so sorry. I had no idea." He whispered. He let go of me.

"I'm hungry!" I complained. He chuckled.

"What?" I asked innocently.

"Well the fact that we were just at- you know what? I'll get you something. What do you want?" He said. I giggled.

"Hm..." I said tapping my chin. "ICE CREAM!" I screamed loudly. I covered my mouth. Justin chuckled at me. I giggled.

"Can we Pwetty pwease go to menchies?" I said poking out my lip and batting my eyes.

"Ugh!" He complained.

"Oh shut up! I'll drive." I said getting up. I slipped my jacket on and getting my keys off the dresser. I got Justin's hand and dragged him out of the room and down the stairs. He grabbed his coat off the kitchen counter. I heard him mumbling to himself, complaining. I rolled my eyes and we walked to the garage where my amazing karma was parked. Justin eyed the car and his jaw dropped. He started to run his hand down the side. I ran up and smacked it away.

"Hey! What was that for?" He asked.

"No one and I mean NO one touches My baby." I said sternly. He laughed. "I'm serious." I said getting into the car. Justin followed my actions. I pulled out of the garage and onto the street. I turned the radio on and grabbed Justin's hand. 'Fall' came on the radio. I smiled, remembering when he sang this to me the night he asked me to be his girlfriend. I rubbed his hand with my thumb.

"Remember?" I asked him.

"How could I forget." He said smiling.

'What's gonna make you fall, in love? I know you got your wall wrapped all the way around your heart. Don't have to be scared at all. Oh my love. Oh my love. Lu can't fly unless you let yourself fall.' We both belted out.

"I'm gonna text Scooter really fast." He told me.

"Ok." I said wondering why.

JUSTIN'S POV

She is good. Really good. I'm gonna ask Scooter and if she can come on tour with me and sing back-up.

J- I need you to meet somebody. Now.

S- who is it JB?

J- my girlfriend

S- YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND?!?!? An what's her name?

J- I'm pretty sure that's what I said! Her name is kelsey

S- whatever. Where do you wanna meet up at?

J- menchies

S- ok. I'll be there ASAP

J- thanks! And I also need to ask you something else when we get there...

S- I'm scared...

J- it's okay old man! It's nothing bad!

I looked up and noticed that we were at Menchies. Yum.

"What was that about?" Kelsey asked.

"You'll find out later." I said smirking.

KELSEY'S POV

We walked into menchies hand in hand and I ran over to all the frozen yogurt. I was like a fat kid in a candy shop when I was in menchies. It was CRAZY. I got a cup and walked straight to the cake batter container. I heard Justin chuckle behind me.

"What?" I asked innocently still putting the dessert into the cup.

"You're just so cute!" He said pinching my cheeks. I scrunched up my nose.

"Well you aren't to bad yourself." I said giggling. I stood on my tiptoes and kissed his lips. He immediately kissed back. We pulled away at the same time. I looked into his big brown eyes. I got close to his ear.

"I love you." I whispered.

"I love you too." He whispered back.

I have a feeling we're gonna last.

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A/N

Hey guys! Again, I'm so sorry it's short! What do you think Scooter will think about Kelsey? Will he let her on tour? Will she even WANT to go on tour? You pick! I love you! And thank you SOOOOOO much for 50 reads!

-AnnaLee <3