Patience | Justin Bieber

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We spent the next hour talking and laughing and making out. Lol kidding.

But soon enough, my friends.

Until eventually everyone had to wake up so we could get onto the ferry. It was to be an hour and a half long and I was STARVING. I lean over Justin to watch as Alana wakes up.

"Morning sleepy head," I say as I lean on Justin's seat tray thing that's been folded down on the chair in front of him. After a few seconds of being there he grabs a few strands of my hair and gently attempts to plait them.

"Morning," she says slightly rising from her laying down position until she comes to a halt, mid-way up.  She rubs her eyes, "am I dreaming, why is Justin Bieber here?"

Justin and I both laugh but he keeps his focus on my hair.

"Yes you are dreaming, Justin Bieber is actually my boyfriend," I say and I turn to him leaning in with my eyes open, making a list face. He grabs both sides of my face and I keep my lips puckered.

"Don't tempt me, Grace," he says, "and you totally ruined my plait!"

I laugh.

"Soz, babe, better luck next time," he gives me a playful glare with a hint of a smile as he removes his hands from my cheeks and runs the down my shoulders and arms. Low-key giving me chills.

"No legit, am I dreaming?" Oh lol I forgot about Alana. We both turn our heads to her.

"No," we both say in synchronisation. We turn back to each other, "twins," we say again.

"I don't believe you," she cuts in and we all laugh.

"Alright, you're free to go," Caitlin says over the loud speaker and Justin and I stand up in our seats. He lets me and Alana out first and we make our way off the bus.

"Let's go eat, I'm STARVING," I say to her, she nods her head viciously signalling she's dying of hunger too and we head off to find somewhere to find food.

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I lean back into my chair, holding my stomach.

"Kill me, I'm so stupid," I say in pain. Alana laughs as I slowly die of eating too much. Which isn't a bad way to go, I might add.

"So what's with you and Justin?" She says out of the blue.

"Huh?"

"You spent the entire drive here talking to him did you not? You're acting like you're dating a bit"

I choke on my juice.

"I met him today"

"So, it's Justin fucking Bieber," I sigh.

"Right. I keep forgetting he's famous," I look down at my hands as I fiddle with them. He keeps giving me boyfriend potential vibes and then I remember he's incredibly famous and that will never ever happen in a million years.

"If things keep going the way they are, you'll be the luckiest girl on tour"

"I don't know what to do, do I continue the way it is and pretend he isn't famous until the end of the tour when my heart gets shattered into a million pieces because I'll need to pretend like nothing's ever happened, or do I back off so I don't get hurt lol"

"Think of it this way, if he wasn't Justin Bieber, would you consider dating him?"

"Of course, we get along really well"

"well then there you go," ah shit. This trips gonna be fucked.

She gets a text on her phone.

"It's from Caitlin, she needs some other documents from me. It might take a while, I'll just meet you back, k?"

"Sounds good, byeeeeee" she scoffs at my cheesiness and leaves. Poor that, now I'm alone for 45 minutes. I go wait in line at the take away coffee shop on board until I get a text from an unknown number.

(Unknown is bold, Grace is normal)

Wyd

Same

Oh shit, my bad, it's Justin

Who?

... Justin

...

... Bieber

Who?

Stop fucking with me u bitch

Soz, that was payback for saying 'wyd'

What's wrong with that?

It's fuckboy talk bruh and I do not appreciate it

Duly noted, my dear. What are you doing?

I'm in line for a coffee, I just got ditched. Wyd?

I hate you.

Lies.

If you're bored, I'm playing cards with Mikey.

Sounds incardible, would you or Mikey like a coffee?

👏🏼👏🏼 pun. Mikey will have a grande caramel cappuccino and I'll have a grande flat white.

Boring.

Shut up, I'll pay you back when you get here. We're in a black Range Rover 3 cars behind the bus.

No need fam, Just buy me the next one or something. See ya soooon.

❤️❤️

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I look up from my phone to find the guy in front of me almost finished his order. Once his finished I order the drinks, they take like 5 minutes, and I head down to the basement area.

"Okay there's the bus, there's a blue Mercedes, there's a white mini aaaaaand," the door of the Range Rover opens before I can finish, "order for 2?"

He smiles as he takes the coffees out of my hands, "thanks, we were feeling quite parched, you've saved our lives."

"I try, I try, what are you doing down here?"

"I couldn't be bother wearing a disguise so I just stayed down here to not be seen."

"Ew"

"Tell me about it, come on in," I walk around the door to find a surprisingly spacious area in the back of this expensive car. The seats at the back have been folded down and they've got a sweet poker game set up, "this is Mikey, my bodyguard."

Shit he's big. Does he live on protein?

"Hey, I'm Grace," I say shaking his hand.

"Yes, I've heard all about you-" Justin slaps his arm.

"Shut up, dude"

"How cute," I say with an evil smirk and a quick eyebrow raise.

"Shut up, Grace"

"Oh do you want me to leave?" I say getting up from my seat.

"No no no" he says grabbing my arm.

"That's what I thought, now apologies to Mikey and I for being a dick," and I give him a cocky smile.

"I like her already," Mikey says as he chuckles and he takes a sip of his coffee.