Texting Justin Bieber

What Do You Want

Enjoy Guys.

**Justin's Point of View**

I lay on my bed in the hotel and look through my Twitter feed. Bored as fuck.

I just want to go home and be down with this. None of this has been fun and I don't think it'll ever be.

I turn on the tv and flip through the boring channels as all there is are reruns.

I feel my phone vibrate and I look at my lock screen.

I think Prim is in trouble. I was facetiming with her and she told me to call the police and to text you. I'm going to call the police now.

My eyes go wide reading Meajor's text and I immediately call someone.

"Yo, can I leave. My fiancé is in trouble. She needs my help."

"I'm sorry sir you can't." the voice says.

Bro, you go to help her. I'm not allowed to leave. She's my life. Save her or I'll kill you.

**Prim's Point of View**

The guy picks me up and I scream for help. I hold Esther's leash tightly in my hand and cry.

What if I never see Justin again?

I hit the land back as hard as a can but he just laughs.

"Sweetheart, you can't hurt me." he says.

Esther follows behind whimpering. I get put down next to a car and I pick up Esther.

"Get in."

"No."

"Get in or I kill you."

I shakily get into the car and hold Esther close to my chest. The man gets in the front and a black screen separates us.

I quietly pull out my phone and text Meajor.

help me. call the police. the license plate is JIP-1837. please hurry.

Mist comes out of the sides of the car and I start to feel light headed. The world spins before my eyes and I fall onto the seat.

**********
Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Please leave some comments.

What should happen?

NOT UPDATING UNTIL I GET 15 READS, 2 VOTES, AND 3 COMMENTS.

love you all so very much.

Much Love.

xoxo ~Cassie❤️

*not edited*