Lucky Me (Justin Bieber fan fiction)

Chapter 27

When we finished the concert, and went backstage, my family engulfed me in a hug.

"Good job Kels!" Mom and dad said hugging me. I hugged Anna.

"Thanks guys." I said. Then they all went up to Justin and gave him a hug.

"I have to go do a quick meet and greet. It'll only take about 30 minutes. Kelsey, you can come if you want." Justin said.

"Can they come?" I asked pointing to my family who was talking to Scooter.

"Sure." He said.

"Come on guys. Justin has a meet and greet." I told them. Everyone, including Scooter and Kenny, started walking to the room where the meet and greets are. we walked in, and I laced my fingers into Justin's. I saw the corner of his lip turn up, as he smiled. We walked to the front of the line of crying girls, and I let his hand go and stood off to the side with my family. I watched as he greeted each girl with a hug, and a picture. He talked to each one for about a minute, then moved to the next girl. After he had met everyone, he came back over to us. He wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me close.

"Let's go." He said. We all walked outside and to the car. Luckily there wasn't anybody out there. We hopped I'm the car, and my family got in they're car. But Anna stayed with me. We buckled up, and headed to the hotel. I reached in my purse and pulled out something I hadn't looked at since the funeral. I was in the back seat, so nobody paid any attention to me. I opened the letter from Gabby, and read it over and over. I felt a tear roll down my cheek. I sniffled quietly so no one knew I was crying, but that failed.

"What's wrong?" Justin asked turning around and looking at me. Anna turned around too.

"Nothing. I'm fine." I said quickly wiping the tears off my face.

"No you aren't. Tell me what's wrong." He said.

"I said nothing." I said wiping the tears away and putting the letter back in my bag. Justin climbed over the seat, and sat next to me. He wrapped his arms around me, and pulled me close.

"You can tell me anything." He whispered. I handed him Gabby's letter.

"Her mom gave it to me the day she died." I said cringing at the word died. He opened the folded paper, and read it.

When he finished, he didn't say anything. He just pulled me closer. We finally got to the hotel, and there was only about 30 fans there. We got out and made our way through the crowd. I noticed there were more fans gathering. By now, there was about 200. They kept pushing me, and pulling my hair, and calling me names. I didn't let it phase me. I just held onto Justin's hand as he finally made it through the doors. We went to our rooms, and I plopped down on the bed. Anna had gone to mom and dad's room to sleep. Justin laid down beside me, and didn't say anything. I rolled over and laid my head on his stomach.

"I'm so tired." I said yawning.

"Me too. Let's change into pjs." He said getting up and grabbing some sweat pants out of his suitcase. I opened my suitcase and pulled out shorts and a tank top. Justin was on his phone, and wasn't paying attention, so I changed my shirt. I slipped my shirts off, and looked up. Justin was staring at me.

"Justin! Stop it!" I said covering my body. He got up and started walking towards me. I snatched up my shorts and attempted to put them on. I ended up falling into Justin's arms. I looked at him.

"I need to get dressed." I said. He stood me up, and I slipped my shorts on.

"Bastard." I mumbled getting under the covers. He chuckled, and pulled me close.

"How come you're always warm?" I asked closing my eyes.

"I don't really know." He chuckled.

"Where is the next concert?" I asked feeling suddenly tired.

"We actually have a break in San Diego. It starts tomorrow, and last for two weeks." He told me. "Get some sleep." He said kissing my forehead. I soon drifted off in the comfort of my boyfriend.

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I was in a dark room, tied up. I noticed there was tape over my mouth. I started freaking out and crying. I thrashed around, and suddenly a loud voice boomed from somewhere around me.

"You killed Gabby! She was coming to see YOU! IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!!!" The voice said. Tears streamed down my face, as I tried to get out.

"I'm sorry! I didn't know!" I said when the tape disapeared from my mouth.

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I was waken up by someone shaking me.

"No! I'm sorry! Please don't hurt me!" I screamed, thrashing around. I felt two hands wrap around my waist gently, and pulled me up, an close.

"Sh... it's ok baby." I heard Justin say. I instantly relaxed in his arms. He rubbed my back as I sobbed into his chest.

"It's my fault." I sobbed.

"No it isn't baby girl." He told me. I stopped crying, and sat up.

"I had a dream about Gabby." I said with a tear rolling down my face.

"It's gonna be ok." He said gently cupping my cheeks. I nodded and bit my lip as I tried to keep the tears in. I couldn't any longer as I broke down in his arms.

"No it isn't!" I sobbed. I calmed down as Justin rubbed my back.

"When are we leaving?" I asked sniffling.

"I have no idea. Let me text Scooter." He said grabbing his phone. He tapped a few buttons, and set his phone down.


"What do you wanna do?" He asked.

"Eat. I'm starving." I told him.

"Room service is the best." He said picking up the phone, and calling room service. He ordered for both of us, and we laid on the bed waiting for it. Soon, we heard a knock on the door. I got up and opened it. There was a hotel worker, with a tray in his hand.

"Thank you." I said taking the tray.

"How much?" I asked.

"15 dollars and 30 cents." He said politely. I turned around to get my wallet, but Justin was already there, handing him a 20.

"Keep the change." He said shutting the door. He sat down on the bed.

"How come you pay for everything?" I asked sitting next to him.

"Because you don't make a million dollars a month." He said smirking and eating his pancake.

"Cocky." I said pretending to cough. He looked at me with a scowl as I returned it with a smirk. I walked over, and sat down, grabbing my eggs. I shoveled them into my mouth and grabbed my pancake.

"Slow down." Justin said eyeing me curiously.

"I'm good." I told him finishing the pancake. He was finished with his eggs, and eating his first pancake. I grabbed my second, and ate it in 4 bites. Justin sat back and put his hands behind his head.

"I'm so full." He said sipping his orange juice.

"Can I have your second pancake?" I asked barely audible, scared he would say no. He chuckled.

"Sure. But slow down." He said. I dove for the pancake and shoved it in my mouth. I gulped my orange juice, and something got stuck in my throat. I set my glass down, and began to cough. Justin immediately sat up, and rubbed my back. I stopped coughing, and looked at him.

"Told you." He said. I stuck my tounge out at him, and chuckled. I stood up, and stretched.

"Did Scooter ever text you back?" I asked. He checked his phone.

"Yeah. He said in about an hour. We probably need to get ready." He said. I fell on the bed, with my face smothered by the soft blankets.

"I don't wanna." I screamed. It came out very muffled. He chuckled and pulled me off the bed by my feet. I fell on the floor, then stood up.

"Douche." I mumbled teasingly. Justin chuckled as I went to the bathroom to get ready to go on my next adventure, in the next state.



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A/N

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