Autumn leaves

Chapter 1 - resume/ How it all began

I looked at him to see him smile to the crowd with that proud smile he had at every show. This was his home and where he belonged. His element. He loved them to death and never once had I heard him say something bad about them. Sometimes he could be annoyed with them, but that was only when he felt like they didn't trust nor understand him.

"Fellas! How are you tonight?" he yelled out to the crowd after he finished the first song. It was the same lines at every concert and I could basically say them all myself now. The screaming only got louder.

"Are you ready? Hmmm... I'm not sure if you are, but I sure am! I've been waiting a long to be here and I'm grateful that you all made my dream come true..." I watched him walk from right to left, look at the crowd and if he saw faces he had seen before, his smile would grow automatically. I don't even think he knew I had noticed that, and way more. I liked to observe the crowd and watch all the people getting together to see one simple human being. The crowd suddenly started screaming louder and louder and I noticed that I had missed the rest of the talk.

"He is so happy out there" I didn't even see Pattie standing next to me. She looked at Justin with that proud smile only a mother could give to their child. I nodded softly and turned my gaze back at him. The past few months had been difficult for both of us. Very difficult. It was all so hard for me and at one point I just wanted to leave him. I still did. I loved him, but I didn't know if I was strong enough after everything that had happened. He had done something things and I was tired of it. I never wanted this life. I never wanted to be 'famous' or whatever I was. I just wanted a normal life, but again, that never happened. The first time I met him, I was 16 years old. I was naive and a little girl. It was at my first job that I met him. While I had just gone out of the interview, he had walked in as a guest in the hotel. There were 2 boys next to him, and later on I found out that it was his close friends. Still I had no idea about who he really was. He had introduced himself to me as Drew. No surname, no nothing. I was gullible so I believed him. Why would he lie? There weren't any reasons for him to lie... Or that was what I thought. First I found out that he had made a bet out of me with one of his friends and then I found about who he was. That was thanks to my sister that I never knew was a big Justin Bieber fan or beliebers as they call themselves. I shut him out after that, but he tried until he had to leave and I knew he was waiting for me at the airport, but I never went and I never had that intention either. I couldn't just forgive that easily. But at the end I forgave, but I never forgot.

Few months later he came back and we sorted it out. We decided to be friends and we kept contact few weeks before that didn't turn well either. I am busy, we said.

But everything changed when I turned 18 years old and moved to Los Angeles to study. I met him and he didn't even wait one day before he asked me to be 'his'. From that day on, we had issues. Issues about me not liking his fame. I hated, loathed it. A few months after we started dating, Justin got angry when I told him that I wouldn't go public. He didn't understand why and he immediately thought that I didn't want to be seen with him - that I was embarrassed of dating him. I tried to explain it was the attention I hated and with him it seemed like it was the only thing I could get anyway. When I surprised him by coming to the event as his date, everything quickly changed. He was so happy that I felt bad about not going before. Also as the years went on, I found a way to ignore the hungry paparazzi's and just kept on with my life. I never answered questions or attended tv-shows. Justin used to ask me if I wanted to join him before I made it clear to him that I never would. It was bad enough already with all the attention. It all had been fine until now. I was fed up and just tired of this life and Justin's irresponsible actions. His choice of friends didn't make the situation any better. All his life he had trust issues, and that didn't stop anytime soon- and specially not after pictures of Justin with girls. Those pictures had been taking when we had taken a pause from each other when we were 19. We used to fight like we didn't have anything better to do, yet we couldn't break up properly ever. That still wouldn't explain why I am married to him today with a son named Jared Elliott Bieber. Justin and I got married when we were both 22 years old. In some people opinions it was too early, but we already knew we were going to spend the rest of our lives together, so what was the point in waiting? When I finished college two months after, it came with another surprise too. I was pregnant, and it was over a month old far. It was good news, I tried to tell myself. I was going to be a mother at 22. It was okay. I was okay, he was okay, we were going to be okay. I thought.

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