Chapter Two - Fixed Eyes

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Fayes P.O.V

It's six in the morning and Justin is still asleep. Last night was a bit weird cause after he got out of the bathroom he said he needed to talk to Chaz about something. I may be over reacting but he has been acting strange ever since we got here. When I try to kiss his cheek he pulls away and treats me like I'm nothing and in five to ten minutes later he acts like nothing ever happened and kisses my cheeks while holding onto me like I'm going to go somewhere and never come back.

 Also last night when Christain came here to remind him about getting to the concert on time, beause he was late to the concert in London and he wasn't just ten minutes late . No .  He was two fudgen hours late. But all of the Beliebers were still there waiting for him to go on. That's what I love about them he was two hours late but they were still waiting to see him perform and show surpport. I know some of them may not like me but I was just like them and I still at heart am a belieber for life.

 I may be with Justin but that doesn't change a thing , I still feel a rush standing in the crowd watching him on stage doing what he loves and that's also another reason why I love Beliebers . It's because if it wasn't for them Justin wouldn't be where he is now, living his dream doing what he loves , making music that people can relate to. Before I met Justin I used to listen to his songs when I was down and somehow they always picked me back up again , like it was my drug that I couldn't get enough of. His music still does that to me now and I know he loves his fans to the moon and back, even though , at times it might not seem like it he truely does.

Anyway , he was in the bathroom so Christain told me instead , we were just joking around like we normally do and then Justin comes along and questions me being still faithful to him ? He knows me and the boys always joke around like that and it means completely nothing. I decided that I needed to go for a jog to get my mind off things , so I tried to get out of Justin's arms as quickly and as quietly as possible. I then stumbbled to the ground with a big thud. "SWEET NIBBLETS" I screamed out loud then quickly covered my mouth with my hands , but too late Justin shot up from the bed . "Who's there" he said cautiously looking around the room with worried eyes while he grabbed onto the pillow next to him.

Wow Justin that's gonna knock someone out huh ?

I giggled at what I said in my head I looked up with my hands covering my face "Uhh , hi?" I giggled with an awkward wave ."Hi" he replied with a cute confussed look ,  I giggled at his cuteness ."What are you doing?" he asked getting up from the bed in his sweatpants and no shirt on with a now amused look on his face . "Urmm karate practice?" I questioned him, trying to keep my eyes on his face but it's so damn hard when he doesn't have a shirt on with his six pack abs that could make a girl melt and don't get me started on his dreamy caramel eyes that you could get lost in Ooo Caramel Popcorn.....Mmm Caramel Popcorn.....I really want some caramel popcorn now and then something brought me back to reality.

He started laughing "what?" I asked starting to laugh myself . "Babe, what type of Karate involves falling on your ass?" He asked smirking , he caught me checking him out. "...The Spongebob Squarepants kind..." I replied with a wink. "Okay babe?whatever you say, Oh what's the time by the way I dont wanna be 'late' again"

he rolled his eyes while using air quotes on late which made me laugh.

I looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was now seven shoot I better leave now

"hey babe it's seven so you better get up now but I gotta go see you soon I'll miss you"

He nodded and came and kissed me on the forehead "I'll miss you too bye babe" he said with a smile

"see ya" I sighed while a small smile crept up onto my face today must be a good day.

I then got changed into a blue sports bra with a loose black tank that has Love More, Hate Less in big letters some white lace running shorts and Nike WMNS Vandal High "Club Purple Croc"

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