Why me?! (A Justin Bieber Fanfic)

Chapter 9: You Get Everything

27th December

Justin’s POV

I’m going to see Sheyla. Well I’m on the plane at the moment with Chaz snoring next to me, this is going to be an awkward trip. He already threatened me earlier about not trying anything with Sheyla, I really can't promise him anything. As much I think I might still like her, I’m not exactly sure. She isn’t always on my mind, I mean only because I’m thinking about my beliebers, music and family. I can’t just stop caring about them I can never do that, but Sheyla. Sheyla’s beautiful and she didn’t like me to start with but it made me want her more, I wanted and still kind of want something I can’t have. They haven’t spoken for the time they’ve been apart, just to see how much they’d miss each other. I know Chaz missed her like crazy, I wonder how she felt.

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About 2 hours later
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We land at LAX. We are currently making our way to the luggage and declaration area.

"Justin, what if she has second thoughts about me." Chaz says and I roll my eyes, I stop walking and stop him by blocking his path, while making sure my hood is covering my face as well as the hat I’m wearing.

"Look Chaz, of course she would have missed you! Why wouldn’t she?" I say, Chaz looks at me and sighs.

"Yeah yeah," He says as well continue to walk towards the luggage belt, I instantly see mine and Chaz’s suitcases. I pick them up and we leave, we go through the declaration place and we’re ready to go. As we walk towards the exit, I hear someone shouting Chaz’s name. It sounds like Sheyla. I then feel someone squeezing both me and Chaz together into a massive group hug.

"Cant. Breathe." I say, both Elena and Sheyla step back and Sheyla blushes.

"‘By the way my dad, Erin, Jaxon and Jazzy are coming down tomorrow. They’re making this a holiday while spending time with me while I’m off." I say and smile at Sheyla, I feel Chaz dig his elbow into my stomach and I groan in pain. I kind of deserved that one.

"We’re dropping you at the hotel, then we’re going to my house." Elena says, Chaz and I nod as I pick up my two suitcases. The girls walk ahead and Chaz walks next to me.

"Don’t forget what I told you. You get everything and she means a lot to me," Chaz says, I nod.

"It was a friendly smile man, I didn't mean anything by it."

"I can tell Justin, and that, my friend, was not a friendly smile." He says and I look away as we reach Sheyla’s car. I put both mine and Chaz’s suitcases into the boot and then get into the backseat next to Elena. She looks over and smiles at me, I then realise that Sheyla and Chaz are already in a full on conversation.

"How have you been?" Elena says, she doesn't seem like her bubbly self and I feel like I need to find out what is wrong.

"I’m pretty good, you?" I say.

"Same old," she says and sighs, I knew something was wrong. Now I just need to find out what exactly is bugging her.

"Explain," I say, raising my eyebrow.

"It’s girl stuff," she says and I cringe, she chuckles a little and gives me a small smile. I'm still not convinced she's happy but I can't deal with girl stuff, maybe I'll get Sheyla to find out what it is and maybe we can help her.

"Maybe I don't need to know," I say, still cringing.

We all begin to talk quite awkwardly the whole way to the hotel, it’s not far from Sheyla’s house because Chaz insisted on it being close by. We all walk up to the front desk and I take off my hood and re-adjust my snapback. I ring the bell and a receptionist comes out of the little office thing, looking pretty irritated.

"Hi, I’m collecting the room key for Mr Bieber and Mr Somers." I say and the receptionist, who looks between 17-19 years old, smiles broadly and hands over the keys. I notice her hand is shaking while she passes me the keys. I give her one of my signature smiles and she looks like she’s going to faint, by the time I turn around the rest of them had already started walking towards the elevator.

"So nice of you guys to wait," I say and jog awkwardly over to them pulling my two suitcases along. They all laugh at me as we get into the elevator, I glare at all of them. In the corner of my eye I see Sheyla blush, I can tell it’s not about Chaz because she’s looking at me.