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This chapter is dedicated to Firethorn, who decided to refer me as 'pervy' and 'awesome', and doesn't realises she's talking about herself :) Shout out to her story, Set Me Free and Charlotte Lauren Mason, the heroine in it who has a very nice name. And Eugene, whom I picture him as Liam Hemsworth. Love you lots baby xxx
Chapter 9
Justin's POV
"What have you got to say about you and Selena's break up?"
"Is she your new girlfriend?"
"Miss! Miss! Look over here!"
We walk past the screaming fans and paparazzies with my hand on Violet's waist. She buries her head in my shoulder, avoiding the flashing cameras. I take off my cap and wear it on her head. My grip tighten around her waist as I feel her wince, afraid she'll get lost in the crowd or mobbed by the papparazzi and teenage girls. We keep walking without a clear direction, with four security guards in front of us, leading the way. Kenny and Moshe walk behind us, fighting off the crowd in the midst of the chaos. After what seemed like forever, we finally reach a limousine parked on the pick-up lane.
We get into the car without wasting time and eventually get a peace of mind as the car door shuts, blocking away the screams and shrieks.
I take in a few breaths. "I'm not sure if I can survive that next time," I joke, knowing I enjoyed every minute of the fame and my ecstatic fans.
"Yeah, your girlfriend probably agrees," Kenny nods at Violet. I turn to her to find her face pale white and her hands wrapped protectively around her stomach.
"You okay?" I ask and take off the cap to have a better view of her face.
Violer gulps. "I think I got hit in the stomach."
"What?" I hear myself shout furiously. "They hit you?"
"Oh God, I'm gonna retch." She says wearily and the driver immediately hands over a paper bag. Violet reaches for it, mumbles a thanks then barfs.
I pat her back softly, hoping it'll somehow help her feel better. Kenny gives me a paper napkin and I wipe her mouth with it as she groans.
"I'm so sorry," she says after I'm finished. "I never know I have a weak stomach."
"I'll have mom take you to the doctor's afterwards." I get the bag from her hand and puts it on the car mat carefully in case of spillage. Violet brushes her hair, and I have a clear view on her face. She still looks pale and it hurts to see her like this. She manages to say after a while, " It's probably motion sickness, nothing major."
"Rubbish. No one gets sick after plane rides," Moshe chimes in from the co-driver seat. "Only during plane rides."
"Do you remember who punched you?" I ask as I hold her hand tightly.
Violet laughs weakly. "No one punched me, Justin. It might be a camera?"
"You bet." Kenny chuckles.
Violet giggles with Kenny as I put an arm around her shoulders and kiss her cheek. "It's been a long day," she says, then rests her head on my shoulder. My hand automatically reaches for her hair and brush it with my fingers. I happily inhale the faint peach scent of her hair, smiling happily. "Yeah,"I say softly.
"I love you," I hear her say under my head.
"Me too," I whisper and find Kenny snickering playfully. I grab my cap and throw it at his direction, signaling him to shut up. It worked, because seconds after, all I can hear is the faint noise of Violet snoring softly.
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