Holiday Love (Justin Bieber love story)

(This isn't the best opening chapter so please don't base the rest of the story off this chapter.)Hi guys so I really love this story. I think that its well written and will only get better. This is just a little taste of the story! please vote, comment and tell your friends, it will make me so happy!

I feel the cold chill of the December air brush against my neck, instantly sending shivers down my spine. Winter time in Canada is freezing, I guess it’s just because I’ve been in Atlanta working on dropping my new album. It’s like doing My World all over again, just with different songs. It’s hard to balance everything going on in my life, especially to come back to Stratford as much as I can.

I grab my large suitcase from the bottom of the tour bus as I exit, drudging it up the walkway to the house. I wonder what the people must think of my huge bus pulling up in the middle of the night, I wonder if they know it’s me. I mean, they must I’d say everyone in Stratford has heard of me. You know when a small town kid makes it big, well huge actually.

I take a look at the small white house that I call home. It feels good to finally be back. Don’t get me wrong I love what I do, but when I can come home and just be a normal person for a couple days I love it. I get to go back into my old life, even if it is just for a moment. Seeing all my friends again makes me even happier, I used to see them every day and now I only see them a couple times a month, if that.

As I get to the door it automatically swings open, my grandmas warm face greeting me with a huge smile. I’ve missed her so much. My grandparents are my everything; I honestly don’t know where I would be without them. I can tell you one thing, without them I wouldn’t be where I am now. That’s for sure.

“Justin! I’ve missed you so much sweetheart.” She says to me, giving me a huge warm hug. I gulp loudly slightly holding back tears, I’ve missed her hugs.

“You don’t know how much I miss you.” I reply to her, putting my face deeper into her shoulder.

“Alright sweetie, come in you must be freezing.” She says worriedly, looking at my shorts. Why the hell did I wear shorts in Canada, in December?

“I forgot how cold Canada was for a minute there…” I tell her, smiling as I enter the toasty warm house. I take in my surroundings for a moment, this house might be small and not a 5 star hotel but

it’s my home and the place that I love most in the world. No amount of money I have could ever change the fact that I love this house.  “Wait where’s grandpa?”

“He’s sleeping, I didn’t want to wake him.” My face slightly falls into a frown when she says this. I haven’t seen him in so long, me and my grandpa are the closest people I think in the world. I can go to him for everything, he’s always there for me and supports me no matter what.

I hear the door creep open behind me, followed by my grandma running to it. “Pattie sweetie! How are you?” I hear my grandma ask excitedly, pulling my mom down into a huge hug. My hand flies to my stomach, it continues growling uncontrollably. I haven’t eaten all day, I’m fricken starting.