Chapter Seven:

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You watch in awe as Justin plays with Katie. He was very good with her, always keeping her laughing and smiling. The sight was too much for her.

You sit beside them, Katie sliding out of Justin's lap, coming to you.

"You're so good with kids." You say, laying Katie on your shoulder.

"Yeah. Everybody says that."

"Because you are." You say, squealing.

He chuckles. "So... What did your sister mean by I saved your life?"

"Um..." You trail off as your nerves kick in. "It's a long story."

"Well... I have no place to go." He smiles.

You bite your bottom lip slowly. Your head snaps to Justin when you hear a low growl from him.

"My mom died... Five years ago. She had cancer."

"Oh. I'm... I'm sorry." He says.

"Don't be. She fought for as long as she could." I say gently rocking Katie.

"I was... Devastated. It really took a toll on me. So bad that... I-I tried to commit suicide."

He was dead silent, taking in your every word.

"While I recovered in the hospital, on of my friends thought music would help comfort me. She got me a MP3 player with all types of music. I came to one song and it just blew me away." You take a breathe, staring away from Justin.

"It was you. You sang to my soul. You made me feel like I wasn't alone. And since then, I've been a belieber."

"Wow..." He says. "What an amazing story."

"Yeah. I guess." You say looking down at your beautiful niece as she slept silently in your arms.

"Isn't she precious?" Justin coos. You nod your head silently.

"I'll go lay her down." You whisper getting up from the couch. You take Katie I'm your room, laying her on your bed. When you get back, you see Justin staring at you as you walk in.

"You should stop staring at me like that." You mumble.

"Why?" He rasps.

"It's... Weakening."

"Oh is it?" He teases. You shoot him a threatening look, causing him to raise his hands up and surrender. You giggle sitting back on your original seat.

"Um... Justin?" You say catching his attention. His head snaps to you.

"I didn't mean to scare you with that tweet." You say in guilt.

"It's okay. I mean... I'm relieved. I couldn't bare losing a belieber like you." He says softly.

You smile a little. Maybe these next few weeks would be good for the both of you.

(A week later)

It's been a week since the first day you meet Justin. He's everything people say he is. He's humble, sweet, caring. Everything you could imagine.

The past week has been incredible. You guys have hung out everyday, watching movies, going to the mall, hanging out with your niece. It's been amazing.

Now it's Friday. You don't have to work. And Justin wants to take you on a date.

Yes. A date.

You haven't been on a date since you and Josh broke up. And just the thought of it freaks you out.

It was now 5:30. Justin said he'd pick you up around 6:00. You've just emerged from the shower, dressing casual as Justin requested. You didn't think of this as an intimate date. It was just a regular date with a friend.

A friend who happened to be Justin Bieber.

After getting dressed and made up, you reach for your phone. There was a text from Justin.

'Almost to you;)' it read.

You smile, putting your phone away in your pocket. Soon there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" You ask.

"It's Justin." The voice says.

You open the door.

"Hi."

"Hi. You look great." He says kissing your cheek.

"Thanks. You look good yourself." You compliment him. He looks down, blushing.

"You ready to go?" He ask.

"Um... Yeah." You say, grabbing your key heading out the door.

This night should be interesting.

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