Recovery ~ Justin Bieber (Book 2)

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Madisons POV:

While Justin finishes his shower, I go through Twitter.

'@arenabieber: are @madisonmayor and @JustinBieber together?'

'@justnna4eva: @madisonmayor had to change her name and fuck it up so whats their ship name?!'

'@Biebscentral: @justinbieber @madisonmayor SPOTTED on date to McDonalds, Movie theater, and BEACH CONDO!?' 

I decide to tweet, put the rumours to rest.

'@madisonmayor: @justinbieber is a romantic.. :)'

When Justin get's out of the shower, he's wearing his swimming trunks.

"Where are you going, Bieber?" I ask with a smile, and he smirks.

"We are going to the beach! Go get your swimsuit on, babe," he says.

"I don't have one, I didn't pack," I complain.

"No, but I did. It's in there," he says, pointing to the bedroom.

"Fine, I'll be right back, but when we get down there, don't expect me to go swimming or anything." 

"Oh come on, your going to swim with me," he says.

"You can't make me!" I call from the bedroom as I change.

"Yes I can, I'm Justin Bieber."

I can picture the smirk on his face.

I come out in my pink bikini. 

"So sexy," he says, approaching me, and he puts his warm hands on my waist and pulls me into him. 

"I love you," he mumbles, and our lips crash together for a deep kiss. He tongue moves slowly with mine, and his hands creep up my sips and to my bathing suit hook. 

"Hey, hands off biebs," I say, pulling a way, and he gives me a disapointed look. 

"Why not just once? I miss.. you," he says seductively, and pulls me in again, but I pull away.

"Justin, I just lost my baby a few months ago, I don't want to rush into anything," I say, keeping my distance, and he sighs.

"I'm sorry, Maddi. I get it, okay? It's just... your really hot," he says with a smirk, checking me out, and I grin, but I shake it off.

"Let's go to the beach, babe," he says, offering his hand, and I take it and follow him to the elevator.

Once we get down to the lobby, paps are waiting for us, and they snap abunch of pictures. Damn, I liked being in secret, but with Justin, secrets don't last long, and it's not his fault.

They follow us all the way down to the beach, but we ignore them. Justin loaned me a pair of his sunglasses so their lights don't blind us. 

Once we get there, Justin runs straight for the water. 

"Come on, Maddi!" He yells, the waves crash on his muscular calfs.

"I like tanning better," I yell back, and sit on the towel I laid out, pulling out my magazine, but he runs over to me. 

"No you don't," he says, and takes my hand, picking me off the towel.

"I hate you," I mumble, and then he throws me over his shoulder.

"JUSTIN, PUT ME DOWN," I yell, kicking, but he laughs and runs towards the water.

"JUSTIN DREW BIEBER, I SWEAR I'M GOING TO NEVER TALK TO YOU AGAIN IF YOU DROP ME IN THAT COLD FUCKING WATER," I yell, and he dunks me in.

I come up out of the water, and splash him.

"I deserved that, but seriously, it's so much better with you here," he says with a flirty smile, and he kisses me. 

As we kiss, a wave crashes over our heads, but Justin doesn't stop kissing me, he pulls me under and we kiss until we need air.

He is still gripping my sides, keeping me from going with the current, and he helps me get above water. I smile at him as he flips his wet hair. I bet the paparazzi hated that. Two young kids in love, unbreakable, thats their biggest fear. They want to see us break, but we won't.

After a little while longer of splashing each other and kissing in the ocean, we decide to get out.

"Ew, my feet are going to get all sandy now," I say as we approach the sand. 

"I'll help," Justin says, and he scoops me up, bridal style, and runs to the towels. 

"Your a doll," I say as he sits next to me, and he laughs.

"Anything for my baby," he says, and pecks my lips with a soft, sweet kiss.

"NOW you can tan," he adds, and we laugh.

We both lay down on the towels. Justin goes on his phone.

"Whatcha doing?" I ask, leaning my head towards him to see his screen.

"I have to text my mom to tell her we came down to Florida, she's probably flipping because I never came home last night," he says.

"Aw, mammas boy," I say with a giggle, and he locks his phone.

"Hey, I know I am, but there's no need to make fun," he says, and he lays on his side, facing me.

"I wish we could stay here forever," I say quietly. It's very relaxing here. 

~

After a few hours, it's almost 6, so it's going to get dark soon. 

"I have a hottub and some drinks at the condo, lets go," he says.

"How do you have a hottub in a condo?" I ask.

"It's indoor. Well, it's in this glass sunroom so you can see the city. 

"But your on the 6th floor," I point out as I help him roll up the towels.

"So?" He asks, and I laugh.

"Yea, lets go."

When we get back to the condo, Justin pours us each a glass of wine. 

We both climb into the hottub. The sunroom is beautiful, it's already dark outside, and the room is strung with white christmas lights, and it has a bar, pool table, couches, t.v, everything.

"This is amazing," I say, and he laughs. 

"Only because I'm with you," he says, and we clink our drinks together and we each sip some.

"Come here for a picture," he says, waving me next to him in the hottub. I slide over and he gets out his phone. He gently puts his lips on my cheek, and he smiles a bit as I laugh. 

"Perfect," he says, and uploads it to instagram with the caption, 

'best day.'

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HEY GUYS! I hope you liking the second book so far :)

basically they got back together and they're just falling really fast :))