One Shot Series 3

Big-Headed Bieber

"This is nice," Demi said holding Justin's warm hand. They were at the park just taking a romantic evening stroll.

"Yeah. I'm glad I'm finally back from tour so we can spend some time together," he said pulling Demi even closer.

"Me too...You don't know how much I missed you Justin," she breathed.

"Me too babe. I thought about you every day, you were the last thing I thought about every night. I wanted to call you more often but I just didn't have-" all of a sudden a giant, red object was flung at Justin's face. Catching him off guard it him straight in the right temple. It hit his face and he clutched onto it, almost losing his balance. Demi held on to his hand assuring he wouldn't fall. He moaned, "What was that?!" Demi looked at what had hit him.

"It was a frisbee," Demi said picking it up to examine it. Just then two little boys came running up to them.

"That's our frisbee," one said gesturing to it in Demi's hands. She pointed to it, and the other nodded.

"Hold up. You're not even gonna say sorry to me? After you just struck me in the head? You know I could have a concussion right? I could've went into shock and died, you do know that, right?" Justin asked showing them the mark they left. They stood there quietly.

"Here you boys go," Demi said kindly giving them the frisbee.

They ran away quickly as Justin yelled, "Don't you know who I am?! I'm Justin Bieber for christ sakes!" Demi gasped. She hated when Justin played that card: the "Don't you know who I am? I'm Justin Bieber!"

"What?" he asked innocently.

"You just yelled at two totally sweet boys who accidentally hit you with their frisbee," Demi recapped.

"But they didn't even say sorry!" he protested.

"I know that was a little rude of them, but still they're little boys! You can't use the 'I'm Justin Bieber' on them!" Demi said trying to imitate his voice, "You shouldn't use it on anyone for that matter!"

He grabbed a hold of the place they had hit, "I know. I realize that. I'm sorry. I guess this bump on my head is really affecting me," he said trying to crack a joke. Demi stood on her tip toes and kissed his injury, "Better?"