Patience | Justin Bieber

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I wake up to the bright light busting through the curtains. You might find this as a normal way to be woken up in the morning, and usually I would agree. That is, of course, if it weren't for the morning routine I've gotten used to every day for the past couple of weeks.

Let's start today's spot the difference with the curtains, which are NEVER open when I wake up. Justin always opens them 15 to 20 minutes after that because the lights too bright and he knows that I'm basically a vampire in the morning.

Secondly, I haven't woken up on my own terms ONCE since the tour started. Justin always wakes me up an hour before breakfast bc he's an early bird apparently. And even when I wasn't staying with him in his room, he'd sent me a good morning text or call to wake me up.

And lastly, THE SHOWER IS RUNNING. Why. The. Fuck. Is. The. Shower. Running. Justin showers at NIGHT. I've spent nearly EVERY DAY WITH HIM. I know his fucking shower routine okay. He doesn't shower in the fucking morning!!!!11!!1!!1!1!!

So basically bc I over think everything, y'all are bout to be blasted with this rant building up inside me.

Lez go.

HE FUCKING HATES ME AND WANTS ME TO DIE. Legit, how is it a coincidence that he's AVOIDING ME after what happened last night?!?!! I'll tell you, it's NOT A COINCIDENCE. I'm a shit kisser and so EMBARRASSING. I literally will never kiss a guy ever again like he is LEGIT WASHING HIMSELF EARLY TODAY TO GET RID OF MY SUCKY KISSING GERM OAKHSBSJSJDB KILL ME.

Omg his literally avoiding me, like why else would he not wake me up and then take up time in the morning by having a shower. And if the shower turns off soon and he takes any longer than 5 minutes in there and doesn't walk out in nothing but his underwear I will KNOW something is up. I swear to god if he walks out in half an hour fully dressed I'll cry.

Okay over reacting rant over.

For now.

I get up from my bed and walk over to my suitcase to get my outfit for the day.

Oh the shower just turned off..

A pair of light denim high waisted shorts and a white off the shoulders top.

He's not out yet...

I put my hair up in a messy bun with my sunglasses on my head and apply some mascara and lip balm before putting everything I don't need in my bag.

He's still not out yet...

And I place my bag at the door. That took me around 20 minutes yeah. And yet, he's still in the bathroom. I walk back to my bed and slump down, sinking into the bed that may as well be my death one because I feel embarrassed and useless and not sexy at all.

Oh cmon Grace, stop being a little bitch. Focus on the positives! GREECE TODAY! CRUISE TODAY! Yayayayyayayay I'm sorry Justin who? I'm sorry no I don't know a Justin that's funn-

The bathroom door just opened. Shit. Run.

No don't run you psychopath!

*thump*

Great, you're a fucking idiot. You just fell off the bed Einstein, way to be cool.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I hear his say as he walks over to me and hovers above my near lifeless body on the floor.

"Um, chillin..." I say, being as cool as the fucking sun. How embarrassing.

"Right..." he says uncomfortably. WHY DIDNT HE LAUGH AT ME? WHY IS HE BEING WEIRD? Am I being weird? Am I over reacting???? I need HELP.

We both just stay that way for a minute or too, looking anywhere but at each other in silence.

"Soo-" I begin, low key wanting to talk about what was going on. But he apparently had a different idea because he cut me off.

"Breakfast will be finished soon..." he walks away from me to grab the room key and I just notice that he is in fact fully dressed...

I stand up from the ground and I nod in silence and follow him out the door. We walk side by side in complete silence to the buffet area. This 100% confirms something isn't right. We always talk. We're never this silent. This isn't normal, this is awkward and it's never been like this.

After reaching the buffet, going out seperate ways and grabbing my food, I spot Mikey at a table alone and I walk over to sit with him.

"Morning, Mikey," I say with a smile and he looks up from his phone with a smile too.

"Morning, Gray," well at least Mikey still uses nicknames, "how did you sleep?"

"Well enough, how about you?"

"Yeah, good, good," he says and not a moment later Justin joins us with out breathing a word. Not to mention, he sits as far away from me as he possibly can. I stare down at my plate and move my food around with my fork. I've lost my appetite. And I feel like I've done something wrong. Mikey almost immediately catches on, "Morning, JB," he says, eyeing him off.

"Morning," he replies, almost monotone without looking up from his plate. Mikey cocks an eyebrow. I'm watching all this in my peripherals btw, I feel too awkward to look up.

"What's up with you?" Mikey say as he places an elbow on the counter and scrunched up the napkin he was holding. Justin looks up from his plate but I keep my head down, not wanting to intrude.

"Nothing..." is all he says. Classic.

Mikey gives him that "you really think that shits gonna work on me look??" And he turns to me. Justin follows his line of sight and then quickly turns back to Mikey, not baring to look at me for more than a second apparently. Mikey turns back to Justin with a cocked eyebrow.

"Really?" Mikey says in an almost warning sort of a tone.

"Mmm"

great.

How convincing.

I feel so much better now.