The Heart Mender

Chapter 20: The HBIC

Hailey's POV:
Leaving Justin in France, to come to London for a photo shoot was becoming the worst mistake I could have made.
Somehow the damn paparazzi found out and I was greeted with flashes and screaming before I could even leave the airport.
"Hailey!!! Where's Justin?"
"Hailey is Justin ok?"
"Was his accident related to drugs?"
"Is he in rehab?"
"Are you his girlfriend?"
"Has Selena reached out to him?"
"Is Justin going to call Selena?"
"Selena stated that she's worried sick about him."
"Are you heartbroken that Justin still loves her?"
"Did Justin have a mental breakdown?"
"Hailey! Hailey! Hailey!"
I knew better than to let them get a response out of me.
But the things they were screaming were absurd and hurtful.
Justin had almost died...did die.
And by the grace of God,he came back.
These leeches had no idea about who Justin really was, or our relationship for that matter.
I had restrained myself from responding, until one of them accidentally tripped me.
As Justin's bodyguards stepped in to help pull me up from the ground, I let myself go.
"Please respect Justin's privacy.
Please stop shouting such insensitive words.
You clearly have no class or dignity!"

When I finally made it to the van that was taking me to my hotel, I could barely hold back the tears.
"Shit. Shit. Shit. Why did I let them assholes get to me?
Hailey get it the fuck together!
Justin needs you to be strong, not an emotional basket case!"
Yep, I talk to myself. Everyone does.
You're lying if you say otherwise.
I took a couple of deep breaths and pulled my shit together.
I knew I should call Justin to let him know I had landed, but I didn't want to stress him out about my run in with the paps.
It didn't matter because he was already calling me.
"Hey Ogre! How are you?"
I tried to sound upbeat.
"Missing you and bored. Has the eagle landed?"
He's such a dork.
"If I'm the eagle, then yes. I'm about 20 minutes to the hotel. And I miss you more! This was a mistake."

"Twinkles did something happen? Did the paps find out?"
His breathing was deeper and I could tell he was getting agitated.
So I told a half lie.
To protect him from himself.
"Paps were their. It's fine. Nothing new.
I just wish I was with you, that's all."
I held my breath, waiting to see if he bought it.
"It's only 2 days, baby.
Try to enjoy it. I made sure you have a suite and Florido will be meeting you at the hotel.
Whatever you want. Whatever you need.
It's taken care of."

"Justin, you don't have to do all that. But I will take Florido.
I'm not spending your money though.
I'm perfectly capable of spending my own.
But I appreciate the gesture. "
I could hear him smack his lips in disapproval.
"Hailey Baldwin soon to be Bieber!
Knock it off.
Your my fiancee!
Let me take care of you.
After everything you've done for me, just give me this.
Please baby?"
He just gave me butterflies.
Calling me his fiancee.
Last name Bieber.
It didn't seem real.
"You don't play fair Bieber!
Fine, I'll spend your cash.
But only to keep you happy.
How's Mama Pattie?
And how are you feeling?"

"Mom is already driving me crazy. She wants me to try painting with her.
It should be a disaster.
And other than one bad headache and still being in my wheelchair...I feel good.
Happier now that you'll be spending your fiance's cash.
I gotta go. Mom's calling for me to start this Michaelangelo bonding moment.
Call me after your shoot tomorrow.
It's late so get some rest.
I love you baby girl!"

"I love you more. Go spend time with your Mom.
Remember to take your meds and rest too!"
We said goodbye and I love you multiple times before we finally hung up.
Talking with him had eased my soul.
But I was praying that my meltdown in front of the paps wouldn't reach him.
Fingers crossed.
I arrived to the hotel without seeing any paps, thank God.
I was escorted to a top level suite.
As I stepped inside, I was instantly bear hugged by Florido.
"Bitch! I missed you! Give me some sugar!
Flo started leaving sloppy kisses on my cheek and tickling my sides.
He always had a way with making me feel better.
"I missed your slobbery kisses, Flo.
But I'm starving boo.
Room service?
I'll change into pajama pants and we can just chill?"
He gave me a knowing smirk, before he grabbed my hand and dragged me to the living room.
I couldn't believe my eyes.
There were vases of Lillies, Gardenias, Roses, and Jasmine everywhere.
It smelled like a fairy garden.
"What the heck?"
Florido tossed a card at me.
"Your man don't play. Read it.
There's more boo."
I opened the envelope and saw Justin's handwriting.
How is that even possible?
It read:
Twinkles, enjoy tonight.
You deserve to be taken care of.
Since I can't be there myself, I've sent Flo in my place.
Relax and stop worrying about me.
Tonight is all about you.
Love, Ogre.
I walked over to the flowers and inhaled deeply.
They were breathtaking.
Florido grabbed my hand again and took me into the dining room area.
The dining table had all of my favorite foods displayed.
"Your man must think you don't eat enough. Because girl...this is a shit ton of food. That we will eat...obviously."
There was French Onion soup, Cobb salad, Cheddar biscuits,and Chicken Fettuccine Alfredo.
"Flo, how did you know all my favorites?"
He smacked my arm as we sat down to eat.
"Girl...This is all JB. He pays attention when it comes to you. I'm jealous. I want a Just Bieber too!"
We laughed. We ate. We drank some really good wine.
It was perfect.
But it wasn't over yet.
In the master suite there were two massage tables and two masseuses who gave Flo and I the best full body massages you could ever imagine.
Afterwards I showered and found another note on my bed.
Hailey, I hope tonight was relaxing for you.
Anything for you. Everything for you.
Love, Justin.
P.S. Don't call me. I'm ok.
Go meet Flo in the living room.
Justin was full of surprises tonight.
I felt so damn loved.
Flo was waiting for me with ice cream sundaes.
The couch was full of fluffy pillows and soft blankets.
"Get your ass over here and get comfy.
Where gonna watch some sappy shit and eat our feelings away."
I took a flying leap into the mounds of pillows as the Notebook started to play.
Flo handed me my Reeces Pieces sundae.
I didn't even know how much I needed this.
But Justin did.
Before I fell asleep that night I texted him.
"Thank you. You make me feel so loved.
I love you. So much. So So much!"
He responded back instantly.
"You're worth it.
Sweet dreams."
And my dreams were sweet. Filled with him and that wheelchair.
The next morning was all business.
Florido and I were at the shoot by 8am.
It was going to be a long day.
After 2 hours in hair and makeup, I handed my phone over to Flo.
No distractions.
Mama had to focus.
Right before we were about to break for lunch, someone interrupted the photographer.
They both looked at me.
The photographer called for lunch early and approached me.
"Hailey, I guess Justin has been trying to get ahold of you for the past hour.
Your phone was going to voicemail.
He tried Floridos phone too.
So he called your agent who gave him our number.
Call him.
They told me he was upset."
I panicked. I thought something must have happened. Was he hurt?
My mind went into overdrive.
I snatched my phone out of a sleeping Floridos pocket.
And I dialed Justin immediately.
He picked up on the first ring.
"Justin! Oh my God! Are you ok? What happ... "
He didn't even let me finish my sentence.
"I'll tell you what happened. I saw what happened to you yesterday. It's all over the internet. Weird that you never mentioned being verbally and physically harrassed by those motherfuckers.
I'll fucking kill them. The things they said to you! They fucking tripped you, Hailey!
I'm losing my shit.
It's taking everything in me to not get on a plane and get to you.
Then I couldn't reach you.
I was freaking out!"
I have never heard him so mad.
I fucked up.
I should have been more honest yesterday.
"Justin, I'm sorry. I wasn't honest with you. I just didn't want you to be upset. I shouldn't have lost it on them paps.
I fucked up."