Forbidden love: My happy ever after

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*INTERVIEW*

Justin's POV:

So lets welcome Justin bieber. Ellen said as i walk in the stage and sit on couch.

"Hi, welcome again" ellen said.

"Hey, how are you?" I ask

"Im fine, I'm fine" she said, and i smiled "so can i ask you about your sister?" Damn this is what I'm scared of.

"Ye-yeah.. Sure" i smiled nervously

"Woah. Someones nervous here" ellen laugh with the people around the studio "is it true? You have an affair with your sister?" She ask

" Ye-i.. I mean i don't really know"i want to say no. But i don't want to lie

"Woah. How did that happened? You have feelings for your sister"Looking at me with curious emotions.

"Well. Shes really not my sister. Mom adopt her. And when we were young. I use to play with her and have a secret crush on her"

"Whats her name?" She ask. Should i say it?

"Che-chelsea, mom named her that but her biological father said her name was Ariana Grande. But too close it would be really be a bieber" i chuckled

"Wow. Im guessing what you were saying, you guys do you know what he is talking about, lets wait for that moment and she will be guessing here" she said.

After a few minutes were already done and go back stage quickly

Sara gave me the tuxedo and things i need and a ring.

"You ready? " scooter ask

"Yeah, we are " mom said. I think chels. And mom are getting close again.

"Justin, hurry . Hurry" sel. Said

"Go. Go.. Dont need to look handsome your already is" sara said. And i chuckled. Then. James, drew and sky walk to me.

"Daddy. Good luck" sky said. Well yeah. Chelsea decided to tell the kids that I'm their real dad and like i hope they like it.

"Aww. Yeah i will love you my flower girl" i said

Then run to my car and drove to the church. In just an hour they will be all here.

Chelsea's POV:

i was on my bed in the house when Suddenly my phone rings.

"Hey, Ryan whats up ?"

"Can you do me a favor?" He ask

"Yeah. Always"

"Can you please be the model of some wedding magazine? Please"

"Ryan" i shout "i cant. "

"Please. I cant find any models anymore. If no one came a model here. I will be dead"

"Fine, fine ill do it , the photo shoot where did they want"

"Okay. Can you go to saint francis assisi church" then he hung up.

Damn why should i need to do that. I stand up and take a bath.. And change clothes.

I go downstairs but didn't see mom, Justin and the kids. Well yeah they all live here while their still here in new york.. Maybe they were out.

I texted Justin

"Hey, its the birthday of Sky and Drew did you all go out? Why you didn't wait me to wake up and join you"

I sit on the drivers seats and drove off and went to the church. I see the crew were here, and wow what a photo shoot is it. Amazing .

"Chelsea. Hurry hurry." Ryan said and grab my arms and go to a dressing room .

After a minute i change my clothes. And Sara do my hair style. I look on the mirror i really look a bride then sara gave me a flower

After a few hours. I was ready and what is it. They want me to wait here outside of the chair while the church doors where close..

And as it open.. I take a steps inside the church and see everyone. The crew, usher, Ryan, sara, The twins, Selena James and .. And Justin on the altar. Whats going on? As dad (my real dad) walk beside me and hold my arms.

"my princess, you can do it" he said and kiss me on the head

While i was walking on the aisle tears rolling down my eyes. Tears of join i guess.until were finally in the altar. Dad handed my hand to justin..

And in a minute, the priest finally said you may now kiss the bride. Justin deeply kiss me on the lips as the people cheering and i smile.

We already go in the car and drove of. For our honey moon.

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Well. This is the end of the story. :) im sorry i know the ending was not really cool and beautiful but i hope you still like it.

Thank you for everyone who vote and read my story i really appreciate it :)) love you all

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