My Date With A Lynch || Raura

2.5

Laura's POV

It's been a couple of hours. It's so boring here! I wish Ross would just barge down the front door and whisk me away like in the stories. I guess it doesn't work that way. I get lifted up off the lounge. Weak arms. Justin's arms.

"Come on, we're going somewhere." He informed. I rolled my eyes and avoided any eye contact what-so-ever with him. We walked outside and he helped me into his limo, even though I didn't need help. I sat down, and as Justin sat next to me, I moved far away from him. He just sat back and stared at me. Ew, he's drooling!

"Eyes off, candy boy." I said. He turned to look away and I just stared out the window. How long will this last? I want to go home! Soon we arrived in front of a water park. I looked out and sighed.

"Ta Da!" He yelled. I rolled my eyes.

"I don't have a bathing suit, genius." I say all smart-alec like. He shrugs and pulls me out of the stretch car. He pulls me into a small building and I'm surrounded by a bunch of bikinis, swim shorts, one piece bathing suits and those scarf slash towel things that you put around your waist and tie up at one side. I don't know what those things are called. He grabs a bathing suit, which I didn't see which one he grabbed, and he runs and pays for it. He walks back to me and chucks a bag at me.

"Go change." He points to the bathrooms. Well, that's a sudden mood change. It went from nice to total jerk within a second flat. I walked into the bathroom and got changed into the super revealing bathing suit. I'd no choice but to wear it. He'd probably yell at me if I complained about it's revealing-ness. But honestly, it seriously is a bit too revealing. I wouldn't even wear this in my backyard pool when nobody but me is around. That's how revealing it is for me. I walked out, feeling insecure, and walked up to Justin. He smirked and we started walking into the water park. I growled as he moved close to me. Ugh, he's so disgusting.

"What's wrong?" He asked, sounding as if we were dating or something. Ew, I'd never date that thing. He's just...ugh!

"I like my personal space, Beaver." I said rudely, pushing him back away. He stared at me. I could feel him staring. Gross, now he's being more of a freaking perv.

"Beaver? Again?" He chuckled and walked in front of me, speeding up. He walked into the water park before me, but I still walked in. A heard a few cars park and skid and I also heard a bus stop. I didn't look back. What's the point? It's not like Ross is gonna come running up and scoop me up and run away holding me close. Pfft, I wish.

"Hurry up!" Justin yelled out. I groaned and hurried up a bit. I reached him and we stood in front of a giant water slide. No way, I'm getting on that thing. Nope, no way in hell!

"No way! Count me out, Beaver!" I said, turning around. I felt hands on my waist and he picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder. I started hitting his back and my feet were flying everywhere. He just laughed at me. "Fionna, stop kicking!" He chuckled. I groaned and punched his back pretty hard.

"Shut up hideous Shrek!!" I said, punching him harder. He groaned and threw me down into the water. I swam up and I seen him with an aggravated expression on his face. Welp, I'm dead. "What?!"

"Bitch..." I heard him whisper. I shrugged and swam away as fast as I could. I looked back. He was taking his shirt off. No abs at all. Pathetic for a famous guy. I reached the other end of the pool and hopped out, running to some random person nearby. I tapped their shoulder puffed out. The person turned around and immediately asked if I was okay.

"C-Can you help me? That guy won't leave me alone. I think he's stalking me..." I lie a bit, pointing to Bieber. The girl, yes it was a girl, looks up and squeals. She points to him and screams, "Look everyone! It's Justin Bieber!" She prances away and I stand up straight, finally getting my breathe. I look back to see if it's okay to run, and it is since there is a billion bikini-wearing girls surrounding him, drowning him, and pouncing at him. Haha, loser. I run to the front of the water park and out of it. I look back and remember something. He has my bag of clothes. Crap! I want to run back and get the bag, but I don't want to risk it. So I just turn away and run to the bus that had just dropped everyone off a second ago. I climb up the bus steps and the driver looks at me weirdly.