Princess Protection Program - Justin Bieber

Part 12 - Believe

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[Noone’s POV]

“Justin! We are we going??”

“There’s always a carnival in California! The one I’m sure you’re gonna love is today!”

Justin holds her highness’ right hand while they’re running through the hall, heading to Exit door downstairs. Bright smiles are plastered upon their faces excitedly as every workers they’re running through are surprised.

“Justin, where are you going?!” Pattie who is also surprised, looking at her son running hand in hand with Princess Elleonore when they both are seen from lab’s windows.

“Please let me borrow the princess for a carnival!” Justin shouts back, followed by a chuckle from Ellie as they keep running.

“My goodness, he sounds like a romeo.” Said one of Pattie’s partners in the lab, as they still have those speechless expressions.

“A bipolar romeo.” Pattie shakes her head.

“Pattie, I don’t actually mind if Justin Bieber takes her highness to the carnival but we still have to mobilize guards for her.” Said a guy who’s working in monitoring fields.

“Do you mean more guards?” Pattie and her friend turn to him with wondering expressions.

The guy whose name is Frank, nods with his face telling everyone that something’s bad, “The Wallace has chosen to stay.”

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She don't like the flash, wanna keep us in the dark

She don't like the fame, hate it when we're miles apart

And she’s getting to the point where it's too much for her

And throw us all away 'cause it's too much for her

She can't hide away 'cause the world knows who we are

“El! Give me your best smile!”

Justin twists his cap to the back and clicks for some pictures just after Ellie, who’s enjoying her ice cream, turns to him and smiling. It’s been 7 hours they’re spending time at a carnival near a beach. It’s like a music festival but the music isn’t performed by some big artists. Just people who enjoy and appreciate music. Everyone seems doesn’t care about Justin Bieber having a visit to their carnival. Except for a couple of teenagers ask for some photographs. But that’s all. Justin seems doesn’t mind about the Paparazzis taking his photos with Ellie. Nobody knows about Ellie’s condition.

“Stop taking my pictures, Justin. Give me the camera!”

“Alright, just a moment, one last shot.”

“No, I want us to be in the picture. Not just you or me.” Ellie smiles, covering the camera lens with her hand so Justin can’t take more pictures of her.

Justin laughs and finally gives up, “Okay, okay. Let’s take a picture.”

Both Justin and Ellie are very happy that day. Playing games, then dancing crazily along with a happy up-beat song there, then eating rainbow cotton candies, then having a light lunch, then playing games again, then sitting side by side on the beach sand just for a little talk, then finally a weird photobooth time. Even though they both look very happy enjoying the moments, Justin quietly still can’t get the fact about Ellie’s death next week.