Don't Forget Me...(A Justin Bieber Story)

Part 33

=Kat=

"J-Justin?" I ask in disbelief.

"Yeah?"

"You're alive! You had me worried sick!" I cry tears of joy.

"Why? And why did you say I was dead?" He asks.

"Justin, haven't you heard? It's on the news! They said you were dead!" I whimper.

"Well, I'm here, I still have a pulse." He smiles. I couldn't stand it anymore, I pull him by his shirt and kiss him. He wraps his arms around my waist, and pulls me closer. I bury my head into his chest, letting him stroke my hair.

"I was so scared, I don't know what I would do without you." I whisper as a tear slips down my cheek.

"I'm here Shawty, I will never leave you." Justin says, and wipes away my tear with his thumb.

"I wanna go back to the bus." I say.

"Alright, let's go." He says, he keeps one arm around my wasit as we walk down the street.

"Justin?"

"Yes Kat?

"Why would someone do that? I know you have some haters, but still, that crossed the line." I ask

"I dunno, but I'm getting sick of all these rumors." He says, annoyed.

"This is getting serious, we need to tell Scooter."

"You're right.'' He nods.

We finally make it to the tour bus, the lights were turned off and the door was lock.

"I can't believe they're sleeping." I grumble.

"I think I have a spare key." Justin murmmers and pull out a silver key from his back pocket. He unlocks the door and opens it slowly, trying not to make noise. He puts his finger in front of lips, signaling to be quiet. I nod and follow behind him. When we walked in, everyone was sleeping except Chaz.

"Chaz? Why are you up?" Justin asks

"I promised Pattie I would stay up until you guys came back. Even though we told her you were alive, she wouldn't believe me." He whispers.

"Wait, when did you get home?" I ask.

"Usher said like an hour after you ran off. But Justin wasn't here with us when we got home." He shrugs.

"Where were you?" I ask Justin.

"I left the club early and took a walk. That's when I found you." Justin says as he takes off his shirt to put on his pajamas.

"Why didn't you answer your phone?" I ask once more.

"I was trying to clear my head of some stuff, so I didn't answer any of my calls, sorry." He says sincerely.

"Well, I guess we can all go to bed." Chaz yawns.

I don't want to go to bed. I wanna be with Justin, for some reason I feel like he might disappear or something.

"Justin, can you please sleep with me?" I ask as I climb into bed.

"Sure Kat, just give me a sec." He says as he walks into the living room.

"Holy crap!" He whisper/yells.

"What happened?" I ask.

"I tripped over Carson and hit my knee against the table." He groans and limps back to bed. I giggle and cuddle close to him, and I mean really close. He doesn't seem to mind and wraps his arms tightly around my waist. He kisses me forehead lighlty.