World War Z -Justin Bieber- (BWWM)

Chapter 1

You really never know what you're missing out in life, until it's taken from you in a matter of seconds.

Simone's POV

"Hayden, get back here!" I laughed chasing her around our New York City apartment/condo. "Daddy!" She squealed running up towards him hiding behind his legs as he walked into the apartment, with his suit and briefcase.

"Whoa, there." He laughed placing down his suitcase on the floor, picking up Hayden placing her on his side. I stopped running catching my breath. He then kissed Hayden's cheek placing her down on the ground as she took off again.

"How did the meeting go?" I asked finally walking up towards him wrapping your arms around his waist. He shrugged. "Same old, you know they are thinking about relocating the base again."

"Again, we just got here! Hayden didn't even get a chance to attend school." I muttered. "I know, but that's my Commander in Chief Simone, I can't disobey him..." He trailed off.

"I know." I held my head down biting my lip.

He picked up my head grabbing my bottom lip, keeping me from biting it again. "Everything's going to be alright okay." He reassured me, before moving his hands away kissing my lip passionately.

"Ewh, Mr. Bunny and I don't like that." Hayden said covering her eyes as well as the bunny's. "Don't look then." Justin replied contentedly. I pushed him off giggling, "You can open your eyes now Hayden."

She peeked through her tiny little fingers. "Okay, bunny it's okay to look now, the close is clear!" She giggled. Just as Justin was about to speak, his phone started to ring, he held up his finger signaling silence.

"Hello.." He answered the phone, "Yes, Sir."

Justin had been involved with the armed forces since he was 18, its funny how we met actually. I was at the airport waiting for my flight to Jamaica, & it happened to be the day that they are shipped back from Iraq. To make a long story, short... I was waiting for my flight & I decided to go get something to eat, I bumping into someone, spilling all my food all over floor & guess who I bumped into... Mr. Justin Drew Bieber. He ended up buying me new food & we ended up sitting down talking until my flight came, we exchanging numbers and, yeah here we are. Married, with a beautiful 6 year old daughter named Hayden Alexis Bieber.

Hayden giggled lightly with her mouth covering her hands, before she quickly realized he was on the phone still. "Shh," I told her alarmingly. She nodded smiling wide with her mouth still covered.

"But, Sir- Yes I understand that but," He then bit his lip pacing the floor. "I understand Sir." He then hung up the phone placing it back into his pants pocket, running his fingers through his hair. He only does that when he starts to get stressed out.

"Everything alright?" I asked. "No, the National Guard just got sentenced in."

"Meaning?"

"Meaning, nobody can leave the state until further notice, & they are asking all the troops to keep guard & make sure to that doesn't happen."

I bit my lip, "I'm sorry we can't go see your mother this weekend & I know Hayden really wanted to go see her cousins."