Patience | Justin Bieber

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We played cards for a good half an hour before we decided we should head back to the bus. Mikey was cool, of course he had to remain professional as he was technically working, but we broke him a few times. And now that I know him, I can make a fun game out of trying to find him whilst we're out and about on the tour. Kinda like a Where's Wally.

"Thank you for the hospitality, Mikey, I look forward to seeing you again"

He laughs and me trying to be formal, "it was nice to meet you too," Justin and Mikey fist bump and we get out of the car to head back to the bus.

"So if I get attacked by some guy on the street next week, Mikey will beat him up yeah?" I say looking at Justin as we walk back to the bus. He looks back at me like I'm crazy.

"An odd thing to say, but yeah," I smile, my mother will be happy about this, not like I can tell her anyway lol, "that is if I don't get to him first."

Stop it.

"How chivalrous of you," I say as I roll my eyes and playful push him.

"I try, I try"

We walk into the bus and I take a seat next to Alana. She gives me a funny look.

"What did I do now?"

"Go sit with Justin omg"

"What why?"

"Because I want you to get married so I can be a bridesmaid and make a speech about how I practically hooked you up," I laugh.

"You've planned this out pretty well, haven't you," she nods her head vigorously, "well I'm not moving, bruh, I'm with him tonight and I'm already getting bored of him. Don't want to over do it"

"Psshhh as if," she says and she rolls her eyes. She's right though. This sucks, I LITERALLY met him TODAY. I've known him for like 8 hours. In my defence, I have spent almost every minute of that time with him, BUT we're already acting like we've known each other for ages. And I know I shouldn't be taking the fact that he's so famous into consideration as he's here to forget that for a little while, BUT you can't just forget something like that, especially if he's fucking boyfriend material asf. Like ASDGDHSJAHDMDNBXJD It's pissing me off. He's got the same sense of humour as me, he's so hot, so nice, so friendly, so hot, he can sing, so hot, and he's like attractive too. Oh but let's not forget the fact that I've got competition against 3/4 of the female population and probs a lot of the male population too, I don't discriminate. Like fuck me dead. ITS THE FIRST FUCKING DAY.

It's currently 2:30pm and we are arriving at our first hotel at 5. Therefore we've got 2 and half hours to do whatever. How's that for maths bitch. Everyone is well rested ATM so we're all awake, I decide to go to the back of he bus with Alana to chat to the girls down there.

"Suuup," I say as I sit in the free seat in the back row.

"Well if it isn't our favourite Australian," Megan says in her thick Southern accent. She sounds like out of a cowboy movie. She says y'all and not even as a joke, I love it.

"What are we talking about back here, boys" I know their girls. I just call them boys. Because. Um.... Feminism. And to be ironic I guess.

"The most beautiful boy on the bus," Alex says as she lets out a sigh.

"Omg I love Tom"

Tom's 35 and not attractive.

"Shut up," Alex says giving me a playful push

"You're not talking about Tom?? Well then I'm stuck"

They all turn to him. Not Tom. Him. And sigh. Love struck flops.

"Jesus Christ," I say rolling my eyes

"Shut up you bitch, if you were bffls, you'd be doing the same thing," Alana says

No, I be over there begging him to marry me.

"Touché"

"Dude, I wish I was you," Sam says. They all nod, still looking at Justin.

"Justin!" I call out. He turns his head and they all freak out and look everywhere but at him.

"Fuck I hate you," Alana says giving me a slap. I start cracking up laughing, fuck that's the best thing I'll do today.

"Yeah beb," Justin says. He's sitting next to Harry. Ahhhh Harry 😍

"Don't worry, it's fine," I say still laughing. He gives me a playful glare and turns back to Harry.

"BEB," Megan says, "I hate you!!"

"Yo, in my defence, he hasn't called me that before," I say raising me hands to the side of my head in surrender. They all roll they're eyes and we continue talking about Justin and other shit. But mostly Justin.

I get a text about 20 minutes later.

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Are you saying good things or bad things about me over there?

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I look up at him, he and Harry are already looking back. I stick up my finger and mouth a "fuck off" to them causing them to laugh.

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Tell them I'm good in bed.

I don't lie xoxo

Hey, you wouldn't even know if you're lying.

For now anyway ;)

Are you saying you want to sleep with me, Justin?

Hi, Grace

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I look up. Harry.

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Distracting me with Harry because you know I'm obsessed with him, I see

Well I would've texted you myself but I don't have your number, love

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Love. Okay.

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Well you do now, fam, use it wisely

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He just called me love and I decide to call him fam. I hate myself.