Chapter 17~ Surprise

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My eyes snap open, and I tilt my head up to look at his face. Tears well around my eyes, and I wrap him into a hug. I place my hand on the back of his head, as if to confirm that this is really happening. He smashes his lips into mine, and I wrap my arms around his back. We continue like this, until he pulls away, and looks into my eyes. "I missed you so much Austra," he whispers. "I missed you too Jay," I faintly whisper back. Justin kisses me lightly on my lips, then he grabs my hand. He leads me off the bed, and out of my room. I follow along like a blind duck. Mom smiles as we pass, and I know that she knew about this. He leads me outside, to a limo waiting in the driveway, and we climb in. "Justin, I-I can't believe this. I thought you were in New York. And now your here and I have no idea where we are going and I'm so excited and-" he cuts me off with a kiss. I giggle. "Your mom called me and told me that your first day of school was today, and I told her that it will be hard for you to go back, considering your fame. So we decided to surprise you, and I flew in to spend the day with you today. I leave tomorrow morning at 4 am, so we won't get to say goodbye," he happily tells me. I smile, and plant a kiss on his cheek. "So, how's the tour?" I ask. Justin sighs, "It has been good, but tiring. I missed you a lot, and I just needed a break, you know?" I nod, and the limo comes to a stop. 

Justin opens the door for me,  and I get out of the limo. We are at Huntington Beach in Bay Village, a city that is next to Lake Erie. When we get out, 10 guards immediately surround us, and we walk to the stairs that lead down to the beach. There is a medium- size lighthouse on the top of the stairs, and inside of it is a snack shack. "Do you want a snack?" Justin asks me, and  nod. The lighthouse is light gray, and we walk up to the ordering window. When we get there, the cashier's jaw drops when she sees us. She looks about 16, with long blonde hair and blue eyes. Her nametag reads "Margaret."  She squeals when Justin waves at her, and I smile. "Hi Margaret! Can I please have a single scoop of vanilla ice cream in a cup with sprinkles?" I ask. She nods her head up and down, then rushes to get my order. "Lets get a picture with her before we leave. It would mean a lot to her," I whisper to Justin. "Ok," he answers. He wraps his arms around me, and lets me lean back on him. Justin kisses the top of my head, and Margaret returns with my ice cream. "Thank you," I tell her when she hands me the ice cream. "Do you want to take a picture with us? We know this doesn't happen a lot, and we want you to remember this," I ask kindly. She squeals,"OMG YES!!!" She hands Justin her phone, and we take a selfie. "Margaret, I have a question to ask you. I was thinking of dying my hair blonde, should I do it?" I ask. "I think you should!! It would look good on you, because your hair is long and straight, it would also look good with your brown eyes. Do it," she tells me. 'Great, thanks! How about we do it tonight Aussie," Justin suggests. "Call me Aussie one more time and I will punch you," I joke. "But yeah, lets do it tonight!" I squeal. "Bye Margaret!" I say as Justin and I walk down to the beach.

When we get down to the beach, we find a spot that Justin prepared for us that is in the shade

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When we get down to the beach, we find a spot that Justin prepared for us that is in the shade. Our bodyguards are standing by us, and people shout and point at us. There is a box wrapped in metallic gold wrapping paper, and a silver ribbon. The box sits on top of a huge picnic blanket, with a picnic basket, towels, a cooler, and an empty plastic container.  There is a tall, wide, dark black tent behind the blanket. We sit down, and I give Justin a kiss for doing this for me. He gestures to the gift, "Open it." I do as he says, and gasp when I see what he got me. I pull out an expensive black and white bikini. The top is mainly white, with black slashes of material in the front of it. The bottom is black, and the material that connects the front to the back is white.  "Oh my gosh!! Justin I love it so much thank you babe!!" I squeal and hug him. "I'm so glad you love it! I had it made, specially for you. You are the only person that has this. And if anything happens to it, you grow out of it, or you want a different color, just give it to me, and I will give it to the designer," he proudly tells me. I kiss him again, and I pull out a smaller box that was inside the bigger one. Inside it is a pair of those $600 sunglasses that you see in those millionaire magazines. I squeal, and pull them out. The lenses are polarized, and the rest of them is made of shiny, silver metal. There are diamonds on the outer sides of each lense. Engraved on the inside of one of the metal parts is my name. "They are amazing Jay, thank you so much for the gifts," I squeal as I hug him. He smiles, "Anything for you Aus. You deserve the world." I smile. "Now how 'bout you get changed into that new bikini of yours, and lets swim," he exclaims. "Ok! Where would I get changed though?" I ask. Justin points to the tent. I nod, get the swimsuit, and stand up. When I start to walk to the tent, Justin raises his hand and slaps my butt. I whip around. "Justin Drew Bieber!!" I half gasp and laugh. He laughs, and I push his head, which makes him laugh even more. I walk into the tent, get changed, and come out. Justin looks at me and whistles. I punch him in the chest. He steps in the tent to change while I apply sunscreen, then he comes out. "Lets get in the water, you fool," I laugh. "Race you there!" he shouts, then takes off. "Hey!" I shout at him, then take off towards the water.

"I win," I shout triumphantly when I throw myself into the water. I am in as far as my bellybutton by the time Justin catches up to me, and there is nobody near us. "You cheated!" Justin accuses me. "Did not!" I laugh. Justin rolls his eyes," You threw sand at me, tripped me, jumped on me, then took off for the water while I still had my face in the sand." I giggle, and he picks me up. I shriek, and he throws me farther out. I am short, so its already up to my chest, and I'm only halfway to the buoy. I shriek, and he picks me up again. I scream again when he throws me again. I am up to my shoulders now, and closer to the buoy now. "Justin stop!," I yell. "No! This is payback!" he laughs. He can still touch, and the water is up to his chest. He throws me again, and the water is up to my neck. "Justin stop I can barely touch," I yell. "You can swim, can't you?" he jokes. I get closer to the buoy when he throws me again, and I am standing in my tiptoes, while the water is up to his shoulders. He throws me one more time, and I am thrown under the water. I can't touch at all, and I am struggling to swim. I am whisked away from Justin, and I pass the buoy. When I try to swim to shore, I only get more tired. The water is foggy, and I can't see the bottom. "JUSTIN HELP ME!!!!" I scream. "AUSTRA!! AUSTRA!! SOMEBODY HELP US! HELP HER PLEASE HELP!!!" he shouts to the shore. I hear a lot of shouting and splashing. I keep trying to swim, but I get more tired the harder I try. I am almost passed the rock pier, and I will soon be in the open lake if no one comes for me. I try not to panic, but tears stream down my face. It gets harder and harder to move and breathe. My life flashes before my eyes. Something brushes up against my right leg, and I scream. "JUSTIN HELP ME SOMEONE HELP ME!!" I scream over and over. It feels like it has been an hour, and my breathing slows. I am so tired, my limbs feel numb. I stop swimming, and my head goes under.

I am under the water for a minute before I am pulled out of the water. Someone lays me down on a hard, flat surface. I hear someone crying in the back round, and someone rushing to my side. They check to see if my heart is beating and I am still breathing, and then pounds on my chest over and over. They breathe in my mouth then pounds on my chest again. They do this over and over. Two people are on the phone. One person is explaining what happened and where we are, and the other keeps saying "I'm sorry" over and over again. Then, suddenly, I see light.

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