One Direction FanFic- Protector of Mankind

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

LEXI’S POV

November 10…2 months after hide n’ seek…6 months after accident…

A couple weeks ago, the boys and Kayla and I were watching the news, when a picture of Justin Bieber flashed across our screen, he had died from a bullet wound to the head. He was found in his mansion, there was no evidence of foul play anywhere, no gun, no prints, nothing. Justin Bieber had been murdered and there was no evidence as to who did it or why they did it. They showed his home, where there were thousands and thousands of crying girls at his doorstep. They were all completely devastated.

This was weird, this was just too weird, it had to be that vulture girl, I don’t know how I knew, I just felt it. I had been laying on the couch with Harry and I felt his grip tighten on me, his chest pressed up against my back. I could feel his heartbeat rapidly accelerate and knew he was thinking the same thing.

She was back, and this time she got what she wanted, that could have easily been Niall and I started crying at the thought of it.

We stayed inside for the rest of the day, and the next morning we were watching the news again, and it said that they had actually caught the girl who had murdered him.

They showed a picture of the girl…it wasn’t the vulture. I sighed in relief, she wasn’t back, she wasn’t back.

They had Justin’s funeral three days later, and we all flew back to California for the day to attend it. There were even more people there than there was at his house.

It was insane, and we had to leave early because of all the chaos.

A world wide superstar had just been murdered and the world was devastated. I couldn’t imagine how many hearts had been broken.

We were back in Europe the next day and today the boys have another one of their concerts. It’s in Russia of all places, and it’s freezing cold here.

We arrive at the indoor stadium for the sound check.

I was extremely nervous about the concert, first Niall is almost murdered, who is apparently the most popular boy from One Direction, which is totally lame, I think all the boys should be loved equally. And then Justin Bieber, the world’s most famous celebrity is murdered. It just felt like too much of a coincidence.

That wasn’t the only reason I was nervous… I had to sing too, it was going to be my first ever performance in front of an audience. The most people I had sung in front of before was when I sang with the boys at my prom…I hated public speaking, and I knew I would despise public singing.

I’d been trying to worm my way out of it for the past few weeks with no luck. I finally stopped fighting it, but I told them I got to choose what song I wanted to sing, since they had tried to make me sing some stupid song that had absolutely no meaning.

I told them I wanted to sing one of Justin’s songs as a tribute to him, it was my favorite song by him and it had a lot of meaning to it, so I figured it’d be perfect.

I dabbled in piano, so I’d be playing while I sang, I was actually glad about that, at least I’d keep my hands busy.

It’s been four hours since we arrived at the stadium, the audience was huge and I felt like I’d pass out. It was half an hour till I had to go on. I was sitting backstage next to Harry, with the guys and Kayla.

“Harry, I can’t do it, I’m scared! I’ve never done this before!”

“Lexi, you’ll do amazing, you’re amazing, they’re gonna love you!” he said rubbing my back.