Justin Bieber Imagines {Requests Closed}

"Wipe Your Pretty Eyes.." (London)

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*Justin's POV*

"Sorry, excuse me.. Sorry," I heard a voice, a female voice making her way through the plane, and stopping in front of my row.

She looked up, her gorgeous hair falling back as she did, to check that she was at the right row.

"Row 16?" I asked her. She seemed to be confused.

"Yeah..." She slid by me and the scent of her floral perfume filled my nose.

"Hi. I'm Justin," 

"I know," She turned to me once she was settled in her seat and smiled. She had a really nice smile. "I'm London," 

I nodded and she turned her head to look out the window.

I just stared at her for about five minutes, until Kenny finally came back from the bathroom (lol) and snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Yo, Justin," 

"Ye,"

"I saw this air hostess back at the bathroom.. Damn. And she knew who I was too. Had a bit of a panic attack," I laughed along with him. Aw. She must be a fan. I'll head back there later.

Funny how after Never Say Never none of my team can go out without being recognized.

"I'm sorry.. She had a panic attack when she saw you..? Why is that?"

No way. She didn't recognize me!

Kenny snickered. "Because I'm-"

"So sexy," I interupted him and shot him a look to tell him not to say anymore. "Can't you tell?"

Her face broke out in a grin. "Oh, of course."

Kenny and I both laughed. 

"So, heading to LA? Whys that?" I asked her, trying to start conversation.

She's so hot.

"Home. You?"

"Same. Home. Haven't been home in ages..."

"I know! Work!!"

I nod. "But I love my job,"

"What do you do?"

"Uh.." I looked back at Kenny but he was just laughing his head off at his movie. "I'm an.. entertainer,"

She raised her eyebrow. "Entertainment, huh?"

"Something wrong with performers?"

I smirked and so did she. Alright. That was a turn on. 

"Depends what kind of...entertainment we're talking about here."

"Singing,"

"Ah. Singing."

"Is that alright with you London?" I licked my lips and she brushed a lock of her hair behind her hair. 

"I guess so.." She pulled her Gucci sunglasses off and her beautiful eyes mesmerized me immediately.

She was..beautiful in an untraditional way. And I liked it. A lot.

"I knew you looked familiar!" She squealed as she got a better look at me.

"Shh, please! I don't want everybody to know its me.. Please,"

"Aw! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to.." She looks away. "I'm sorry.."

"Aw, no, it's okay. You haven't done anything, trust me. I'm just telling you - warning you.."

She looks at her hands and giggles to herself. "You are a singer aren't you.."

She looks back up and smiles at me.

"Yeah. And I do love my job,"

"That must be amazing.. Traveling the world, singing in front of millions of people.. Wow,"

"It is. It's..the feeling is indescribable,"

"Hold on.. That... That's Kenny Hamilton! Isn't it?"

I nod.

"You know him..?"

"Yeah I mean.. No.. Like, a little.."

I raise my eyebrow.

"I met him during the My World Tour and 

he gave me third row tickets,"

"Aw! Really! Yay!" 

She giggles again. Aw. I love this girl so much.

Her phone vibrates and she pulls it out of her pocket, her face changing immediately as she reads what's on the screen.

"London.. What is it?"

Her bottom lip quivers as she tries to talk. "It's.. nothing.."

"You can trust me,"

"I just met you,"

"I'm a loyal person,"

"You're a celebrity,"

"We're human too."

She inhales deeply. "It's my brother.. He.. He was in a car accident late last night.. That's why I'm flying home.."

"Oh my god. Im so sorry,"

"Haven't gotten to the bad bit yet.. He's in a .. a ... a coma," She lowers her head and I hear her sniffling lightly.

"Shhh," I pull her head onto my shoulder and surprisingly she doesn't budge. "It's okay. It's alright."

She keeps crying.

"Eye for an eye, remember what I told ya, wipe your pretty eyes, dry them on my shoulder," I sing to her. "I promise. It'll be okay... Shh.."

After about an hour she picks her head off my shoulder.

"I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to break down like that.."

"You're fine! No worries at all. I always let pretty girls cry into my shoulder. 

She blushes and smiles.

"Attention passengers! We are about to Land at LAX. Thank you for riding American Airlines,"

"You're welcome!" Kenny mocks quietly beside me and I snicker.

Once we've completely landed and people are starting to get off the flight, London stands up, but I stop her before she can get away.

"Yeah, Justin?"

"What's your phone number?"

"M-mine?"

I nod.

"You really want it?"

"Yes," I laugh.

She laughs too and puts her number into my phone since I can't give away mine.

"I'll see you..around?" I say.

"I hope so.. I hope so.." She says as she walks off the plane.

"Me too."

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