A Long Time Coming

Chapter Twenty-One

Sorry to everyone who reads this. My sister came home for two weeks and I don't get to see her much so I spent all my time with her and I was literally never home. Thank you for sticking with me though. (:

Justin's POV

My day with Liv was over. As I walked out of the coffee shop and to the car, I fiddled with the letter she had given me. I decided I won't open it until I have the privacy of my room. I hopped in the passenger seat of Scooter's car and I just looked at him, waiting for him to drive.

"How did it go?" Scooter actually cares about me, but he has a funny way of showing it. He had a hard time dealing with me these past few weeks.

"It was... it was really nice. Just what I needed." I smiled, remembering the conversations we had only 5 minutes ago.

"Good. Are we done with this now?" He started the car.

I looked at him, bewildered. "Seriously? I'm not done." I turned to face the window.

Scooter sighed and started driving. There was about 10 minutes of silence before he spoke up again. "Do you have any pictures?"

I turned my head to see if he was being serious. "Yeah. I asked a worker to take some. She's really beautiful." I smiled at the thought of her.

"Well, let's see." He motioned me to show him with his hands.

I got my phone out of my pocket and found the picture of us smiling. I zoomed in on her and showed Scooter. "Wow. You're right. Does her personality match her looks?"

I smiled, again, thinking about her. I looked down at the picture of her and started describing her to Scooter. "Yeah. She's funny, kind, has cute little idiosyncrasies, she's warm, sincere, she makes these sarcastic comments so she has to be smart. It took her a while, but she's good at keeping a conversation. She plays sports and has two younger brothers. Plus, she's been a belieber for years so there can't be too much wrong with her."

Scooter laughed at my last comment. "Yeah, Bieber, cus it's not like you don't have any psychotic fans." We both chuckled. None of my fans are psycho, they're just dedicated. "But she sounds like a nice girl. I hope you're smart about things." He left it at that and we drove to the airport in near silence.

He parked the car, but didn't get out. "A few things happened today while you were on your little adventure. Your family came down for a surprise visit and I have to go to LA to pick some things up for your show tonight. Now, after tonight, you have a few weeks of vacation before leg 2 starts. I also would like to remind you that schools across the country get out this week. I don't know if that means anything to you." I smile had gradually spread on my mouth while he told me these things.

"Who all came to visit?" I could tell he was hinting at Liv when he told me about the schools and my vacation and I hadn't really thought about that before.

"Your mom, dad, Erin, Jazzy, Jaxon, and your grandparents." He smiled at me, knowing I would be happy about this. I love my family.

"Really?!" I felt like it was Christmas.

"Yes. They will be here for 2 1/2 weeks. Since I have to go to LA, we're going to be getting on different flights. I'll see you back in Miami for your last show." We got out and did a bro hug before going to our separate planes.

I got on my private plane and realized I was alone. I took out the letter Liv had given me and started to open it. I sat down to get comfy and read it.

Justin,

Words cannot explain how much you mean to me. I have loved you for such a long time and I just wanted to take the time and tell you everything, but since that's not possible, I'll just write this letter in case we ever meet. I'm sitting here, trying to think about how I should start but literally no words come to mind. How are you supposed to tell the person you know everything about how you feel when they don't even know of your existence? I guess you do know of my existence if you're reading this, but you get what I'm saying.

You are so extremely talented. From your voice to your dance moves to your instrumental abilities. Even if you were a terrible person who murdered people, I would still listen to your music for the sole reason of your voice. It is so beautiful. It really is. I don't get how people can say you aren't talented. It angers me.

Because of you, I have strengthened friendships and made so many new friends and memories.  The Belieber community is a legit family. ♥ I don't have the most merchandise and I didn't find you on youtube in the beginning, but I support the crap out of you.

You've been through a lot, I've been through a lot, and jeliebers in general have been through a lot. When you're sad, I feel physical pain. The only thing I want to do is hug you and tell you everything will be okay. It's okay to not be okay. It's okay to cry when you're sad. It's okay to be human.

When people say your name, I get butterflies. Even when they are saying something negative, I get butterflies. I react as if it's my own name. Any chance I get, I bring you into my conversations. You're so talented, funny, cute, extremely attractive, kind, tempered, an amazing brother, a prankster, I'm sure you're a wonderful boyfriend, talented, considerate, generous, warm, smart, and talented.

I honestly spend 85% of my time doing something that relates to you. You're so freaking cute. ♥ I'll watch youtube videos just to hear you laugh and watch you smile. Your smile means so much. You're so good to us, but you need to know when you need to take time for yourself. I feel like you feel that if you stop doing everything you can to please us, we'll leave. That is not going to happen. You may lose a few fake fans here and there, but beliebers are here to stay. I'm here to stay. I can't imagine how hard it is for you. I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to just quit sometimes.

I don't even know what I would do if I were to meet you. I would probably just stand there like an idiot, looking at you and not say anything. I guess I'll never know.

No lie, ask me to marry you and I will.

I love your mom and dad and sister and brother and grandparents and the crew. Team Bieber is so perfect. ♥ I'm sure you miss your home in Stratford when you're gone for so long.

Please remember your background and how you got to where you are today; don't let the fame get to you. I pray for you. (: Please, keep going for God. Stay grounded-- I think you already do a pretty good job of that.

Staying up late to get new releases, watching all of your award shows and interviews, standing up to paps and TMZ, voting for you, listening to your music, going to your concerts, laughing, crying, and supporting you-- it's all part of the job.

I love you, Justin Drew Bieber. I promise I will never leave. Promise me you'll never leave?

Thank you,

Olivia Strauss ♥

By the end of the letter, my eyes were wet. I closed them tightly and rubbed my hands up and down my face. I swallowed hard and looked back at the paper. The letter was handwritten and it was perfect. Everything she said about me, everything she told me was exactly what I needed to hear. The three sentences she bolded mean more to me than a lot of advice I have been given. I took a deep breath and stood up, taking in everything I had just read. I went over the mini fridge and grabbed a bottle of water before walking up to the pilot.

"How much longer until we touch down?" I just peeked my head through the curtain.

"About 3 more hours." He didn't take his eyes off the sky.

"Thanks." I walked back out. I had a seat that stretched the length of the plane, like a couch. I laid down and took a nap. I like flying, but it can be really lonely and boring and my emotions are still all wacked up from the letter.

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Sorry this was so short, I have to babysit in a few minutes and I had driver's ed this morning so my writing window was a little small today. Thanks for reading. (: