A spy's trust (Justin Bieber)

Chapter 8

Justin walked in as I put the phone down to Donovan.

"You ok?" He asked me, seeing the worry in my eyes.

"Yeah, I'm fine, just tired and a bit hungry." I winked, trying to lighten my mood.

"Well, dinner will be served in two minutes so I would go sit at the table ok?"

"Ok." I said as I pecked his lips.

"I love you." I said as I pulled him into a tight embrace, trying to hide my fear of what could happen to him.

"I love you too." He whispered into my ear. But as I pulled away, I could he someone sniff. I looked over to the door and saw Jake skip away. I sighed heavily and walked away into the dining room. There were candles, champagne, roses and a little envelope with my name on it.

Paris

I opened it.

I hope you enjoy tonight, baby. I want this to be the best first date ;). Now as soon as you read the rest of this, turn around.

Love you :) xx

I turned to see my man, stood there with a plater of all sorts of food in his hands wearing a tux.

"Wow! You made an effort, were you deliberately meant to make me feel bad for not dressing up?" I asked pouting.

"No, you look b.e.a.utiful! Oh and grubs up!" He said

"Grubs up?" I asked "way to ruin the moment we were having there!" I said sarcastically

"Oh sorry." He said obviously not realising that what I had said was a joke.

"Dude, I was messing with you, aww baby come here!" I said pulling him into a hug. I rested my head on his chest and whispered I love you in his ear. He replied the same.

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"OMG I'm so full, I think I just put on half a stone!" I said slapping my hands onto my stomach.

"Yep, I think the same!" Justin giggled like a 4 year old. Then without any warning Justin stood up, hopped over to me, picked me up and swung me over his shoulder.

"What the hell!? Put me down!" I screamed.

"Nope!" He laughed

"Justin it's hurting my stomach, now put me down!" So he basically just flung me onto his sofa, letting me bounce off and hit my head on his coffee table.

"Ow, bitch you hurt me!" I half yelled, but in a joking sort of way.

"Aww I'm sorry but you the one that wanted to be put down." He said sarcastically

"Still hurt my head tho." And as I reached up to touch where I had hit it, I felt blood trickle down past my right eye.

"OMG, baby I, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to! Do you want me to take you to the hospital?! Do you need stitches?! OMG, I'm so stupid, OMG I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" He blurted out with fear in his eyes as he saw the blood trickle down my face.

"Calm down I'm fine! To be honest it didn't really hurt. Just give me a hand up." I said as he held out his hand so I could get up. "Thanks." I said kissing his cheek.

"Are you sure you don't want that checked out?" He said, his voice shaky.

"No I'm fine, I've suffered worse." I said without thinking

"What do you mean you've suffered worse?" He said with a confused look on his face.

"I mean to say, it wasn't really that bad and a broken bone is worse than that." Feeling proud that I could make that up on the spot.