Hidden In Disguise (Justin Bieber Fan Fiction)

This is for the Justin Bieber Competition. Please read, comment, like and favourite. It would mean so much to me.

Justin Bieber is an international superstar everyone knows it, including Elise. Elise feels like the only one in the world that doesn't like Justin Bieber until she bumps into a handsome boy in a coffee shop. The only problem is . . . it's Justin Bieber in disguise. So sit back, relax and be prepared for a whole load of screaming girls, romance and Justin Bieber!

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11. Back To London

Justin ran his fingers through Selena's hair as she flicked through her interview in Teen Vogue. She tutted as she looked at the picture of herself. "Why do they always print horrible pictures of me?" 

Justin kissed her forehead. "What are you talking about? You're gorgeous!"

She smiled up at him sheepishly. "Why are you always so kind?"

Justin opened his mouth to speak only to be interrupted by the Ryan. "London, here we come!" he shouted as he messed up Justin's hair. "Ready for it?"

Justin instantly thought back to the last time he was in London. Heartbreak, secrets . . . Elise. "Sure I am," he lied.

"I'm not," Selena said with a sad face. "I'll be leaving your tour."

"I'm sure I'll see you afterward though?" Justin said unaware that it was a question he just asked her. 

"Yeah, of course." 

Justin sat up forcing Selena to move. He glanced out the window. A white sign with 'Welcome To London' was whizzing past them as the tour bus sped up. "London, baby!" yelled Ryan.

Justin laughed. He couldn't do this. He couldn't go back and see the real love of his life. He just couldn't. Elise had meant everything to him and to go back and see her would mean everything, but how would she react? She had ignored his messages before he toured the UK and ignored him after he revealed who he actually was. How would she treat him if he turned up at her doorstep and said "hey Elise. I'm sorry that I'm Justin Bieber, please forgive me?"

Yeah, that wouldn't go down to well. He'd have to improvise. Make it out that she does mean everything to him, after all it was the truth. So what was he doing with Selena? He had never truly loved her, never wanted anything to happen. And yet he had been stroking her hair, kissing her, making sure she was okay. What did this mean?

"Justin? Are you alright? You look a bit . . . queasy," Selena was saying looking into his eyes and shaking his arm. 

"Yeah, I'm . . . okay," he replied snapping out of his daydream. 

"You were going really pale. For a second I thought you were going to faint."

"No, don't you worry," Justin said as he grabbed her bags. "You'll be going now?"

"What?! No, I'm staying with you so I can stay backstage and we can talk after your shows," she said with a concerned face. "Why do you want to get rid of me?"

"I don't, baby. I love you but it really is time to go," he said has he stopped the driver and the bus doors opened. "Really sorry but I'll see you later." 

He gently pushed her out of the buses door and let the door close. "What?! You can't levee me here! I hate you Justin!" she yelled as the bus drove away. 

"Can you do me a huge favour, Billy?" Justin asked the driver. When he nodded Justin added, "take me to 55 Ochturn Drive."

"Sure thing, as long as we're at the O2 by seven o'cock, we'll be fine."

Justin nodded then headed to the bathroom to make himself more acceptable for Elise.

 

 

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