Author's notes : Please don't get me wrong from the last chapter, I absolutely am a big supporter of Jelena. Huge. Like you couldn't imagine. Thissssssssssssssssssssss huge.
And omg I have 115 reads. Guys, you are amazing. This might be the greatest achievement in my life. Thank you I love you.
Chapter 8
Violet's POV
We arrive at the New Zealand airport with his crew. Back on the plane, everyone was being nice to me, asking about my opinion on Justin's songs and even their clothes! Apparently, I heard from Allison (Kaye) that Justin actually called all of them last night to tell them I'm his new girlfriend.
Allison confessed she was shocked earlier because "Jelena is -was- perfect in every way." realizing she'd said something wrong, she quickly added, "not that you're not, of course." I smiled, reassuring it's okay. I'm used to seeing Jelena all over the news and my boyfriend feeding her kisses for the past few months.
Scooter hasn't talked to me or Justin until now, but kept shooting glances at us, which Justin completely ignored. "You have no idea how happy I am to have you on tour with me." He says and kisses my cheek.
I laugh. "You shouldn't be kissing me in public." People are looking at us, some even taking pictures on their phone.
Justin seems to notice this too. "Ignore all of them. I can do whatever I want with you." He grins and kisses me again.
"Perv." I laugh and push him away. Knowing I'm not entertaining him any longer, he takes out his iPhone and presses the start button. I take out my phone and do the same with it, about to tell mom I've arrived. Mom was completely supportive with me going on tour with Justin yesterday. She'd made me promise I'll take care of myself, which I quickly agreed, not wanting to make a fuss out of it.
"Whoa. Eleven miss calls from Alfredo. That dude is crazy." He says suddenly.
"What's wrong?"
"Dunno, but I'm calling him." Justin says as he dials Alfredo's number.
Soon enough, he's grinning. "Hey, Freddo, what's going on with all the calls?" Seconds later, his face becomes red. "Fuck." I can hear Alfredo's faint voice talking over the phone, but I can't make out what he's saying. "Okay." Justin says as he hangs up, his face still red with anger.
"What happened?" I ask him cautiously.
"Some sneaky paparazzi managed to get pictures and a video of me and Selena last night." Justin says as he taps on his phone furiously.
"You met her?" I ask him, suddenly aware his face is now pale white. "What happened?"
Justin stops tapping and waits for a page to load. "We broke up."
"What the fuck? Why didn't you tell me?"
Justin didn't answer my question, instead he leans closer to me, letting me have a better view of the screen. There is it, on a web page with big red words. "JELENA SPLITS FOR REAL!" Justin scrolls down angrily, revealing pictures of him and Selena talking, Selena crying and clinging on Justin's arms, Selena kneeling on the floor crying and Justin walking to his Fisker Karma. A video settled at the bottom of the webpage. I take the phone from Justin and press the play button. It buffers for a few seconds then plays.
"I'm serious," Justin says. They must be outside of Selena's house. "Is it another girl?" Selena asks him, making me wince, almost dropping the phone. Justin remained silent in and out of the video. Just as I thought Selena was going to give him a hard slap, she cries hysterically. "ANSWER ME! ANSWER ME, YOU ASSHOLE!"
I exit the browser, deciding I don't want to watch the rest of the video. Justin sighs and settles himself on a seat nearby. I follow, sitting beside him and hands him his iPhone. He puts it on his lap and asks with his head down. "Why didn't you finish the video?"
"Because I respect you. Second, I don't want to know what you were talking about me behind my back." I smile warmly at him. "Come here." I hold out my hands and hug him, patting his back as I do so.
He muffles a "thank you" and obediently stay still in my arms. "I love you," I whisper in his ear.
Scooter interrupts us. "Justin." Justin breaks away from my embrace. "I'm sorry, Scooter." He says quietly.
"I know. But I must admit, what you did back there proves you're a young man, and I'm sure everyone who saw that video knows that." Whoa. Scooter saying this to Justin? Weirddd.
"Violet, you're a lucky girl to have him." Scooter smiles at me. "I realize I haven't properly introduced myself." He holds out a hand and I stand up to take it. "I'm Scooter. Scooter Braun."
"I'm Violet. Violet Lee Crawford." I smile back, shaking his hand tightly.
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Heart-throb (A Justin Bieber Fanfic)
Fanfiction(Contains R-Rated scenes) It was an unusual kind of relationship. Violet and Justin were hiding it for a year, doing everything secretly, blindfolding the paparazzi, the press and even his girlfriend Selena. They made it through the ups and downs...
