Haunted
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Justin's been looking for his mystery girl that has been appearing in his dreams for almost 7 years now.
He just want to finally have her, hold her and be with her.
"Is it too much to ask for ?" He always thought this.
What if he did found her ?
Actually, he did found her but what happens when she isn't who he thought she will be.
He knew that she won't be exactly the way he imagined her to be but at least he did expected her to be moral just like him.
But if everything was this easy my friends, then this wouldn't be called life.
Come and join Mr Bieber on his adventures to get the love of his life.
"What are you doing love, theartening your future husband, is not something taught to a lady like you." Upon hearing this she unwrapped my arms from around her, turned around and pressed an accusing finger on my chest. She had the same pout but her eyes are a bit narrowed which I know she is trying so hard to make them look like as if she's glaring at me but oh my sweet love even the angels above know that you can be anything but scary to look at. Although being the gentleman that I am, I tried my best to not just kiss her all over the face and cuddle her but to look as if I am actually scared of her.
(Published on 10/26/2017)
(#118 in fantasy as on 10/28/2017)
(#170 in fantasy as on 04/10/2018)
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