My Love For You Is Indescribable

Kezia Sanchez:



She's 18 years old.

She lives with her bestie Malou Jones.

She's just an ordinary girl.

But one word sentence change her life.



One thing she's sure about - she's completely in love with Justin Bieber.





Justin Bieber:


It isn't easy to be a teenage pop sensation.

And it doesn't make it easier when you're in love.



He have to take one big decesion.

Does he take the right decision.



One thing he's sure about - he's completely in love with Kezia Sanchez.

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2. Chapter 2 - Forever And Always

 

“Did you have to be so embarrassing?” I asked Malou as we stepped into our hotel room. “Sorry, you know I’m just automatically starting to sing, when I listen to his music,” she said. “I know, but seriously, it was so embarrassing.”

“Sorry.”

“Hey don’t think about it anymore, at least he thought you were funny.”

 

*Her phone buzzes*

 

@justinbieber: Just had this fun day with @KeziaSanchez and @MalouJones. These girls are so funny.

 

“OMG, Justin just mentioned me in his tweet.” She squealed. “Seriously, you gotta stop doing that.” I said. “What?”

“Fangirling so much.”

“I’m not fangirling,”

“You’re not?” I raised my eyebrow. “Fine I’m fangirling a lot, but seriously I’ve just met my idol. Don’t you understand how much this means to me?”

“Yes I understand that.”

“God know if he’s following me.” She took her phone and screamed. “Justin – freaking – Bieber is following me.” I looked at her. “What?” She said.

“You’re doing it again.”

“Sorry.” She looked down. “Hey it’s okay.”

I was just about to grab my phone in my pocket, when I realized that it wasn’t there. “Fuck,” I said. “What?” She looked up. “My phone, I don’t know where it is.”

“Seriously, you’ve had it for what, two hours? And you’ve already lost it.” I gave her the death glare. “Sorry, lets go down to the desk and ask where’ Justin’s room is, maybe he knows where it is.”

“Yeah, I don’t think he knows where it is but at least we can try.”

“Then lets go.”

 We walked down.

 

“What can I help you with?” The lady at the desk said. “Hi we’re Kezia Sanchez and Malou Jones. Could you tell us where Justin Bieber’s room is?” I said. “Oh. He don’t live at this hotel, I’m sorry girls.”

“But, he just told us.” Malou said. “He did?” She raised her eyebrow. “Yeah he drove us to the hotel and said that he lived here too. And he even told that it was his favourite hotel.” She blushed a bit. “He did?”

“Of course.”

“Well I can’t tell you girls. He’s not at this hotel, and I have no evidence that what you're telling me is true.”

“Actually I have.” Malou said. I looked at her, “you do?” She took her phone out of her pocket and showed Justin’s tweet. “This could be fake girls, sorry but I can’t tell you his room number.”

“Aha, I told you that he stays here.” Malou said. The lady quickly looked down at her papers again.

“So, what are we gonna do now?” I asked Malou. “I guess we just have to stay down here and wait for him to come down, I mean he can’t stay up there forever and you need to get your phone back.” She said. “You’re right.”

 We sat down on a couch, but just as we did the lady at the desk said, “Hey girls, did you say that you’re Kezia Sanchez and Malou Jones?”

“Yes.” I said. “I have your luggage.” We stepped up and took it. “Thanks,” I said.

“Do you think he’s coming down soon?” I asked Malou. “No.” she answered. “Okay, then lets go back to the room.” We stepped into the elevator and got up to the room.

 

“Seriously, how do we get my phone,” I asked. “I don’t know… Or maybe I do.” She said.

“You do?”

“Yeah, I mean, I could send a direct message to him on Twitter, but it’s not sure he’ll recognize it.”

“We could at least try.” She took her phone and wrote the message.

 

@justinbieber: How do I give you your phone, when I can’t text or call you?

 

“Hey look what Justin just tweeted.” She said. “Oh, so he has it, reply to him that we’ll meet him at the desk.” I said as she replied to him. While we waited, she told me what others had replied to him, it was tweets like ‘What do you mean Justin, whose phone?’ and then there were the usual tweets like ‘I love you Justin please follow me;) <3’

Her phone buzzed and we saw that Justin had replied to her.

 

@justinbieber:  @MalouJones I’m already down here.

 

We quickly got into the elevator and down.

 

“So it was true what they said. You really told them which hotel you were staying at.” We heard the lady at the desk say to Justin. I ran over to him and hugged him. “OMG, Justin I’m so sorry, I’ve just got the phone and then I’m already throwing it away.” I said. “Hey it’s okay, actually you just forgot it in my car, and I don’t care if you’re throwing it away it’s not my responsibility.” He said. “No I shouldn’t just forget it.”

I looked outside the entrance and saw a hundreds of Beliebers out there. “Uhm Justin, I think some of your fans may have found you.” I said, and he looked back. “God damn, I love them, but I don’t wanna go out there and get totally squeezed.” He said and waved to them. He turned his head back to us. “Hey, do you guys wanna come up on my balcony, then we can say hi to my Beliebers without getting squeezed. “For sure!” Malou said. I rolled my eyes and we walked to the elevator, but Justin walked to the stairs. “Uhm Justin, which level do you live at?” I asked. “Level 8, why?” He asked confused. “Why aren’t you just taking the elevator?”

“He’s scared of elevators,” Malou said. “Oh, okay. Are you walking up the stairs every day?”

“Yup,”

“Okay. You guys can take the stairs but I’m not.” I said. “No I’m just going with you.” She said. “See ya in 5.” He said. He could impossible get up there in five minutes.

We stepped into the elevator and got up. We waited for like 3 minutes before Justin came. “Wow that was fast.” I said. He really could get up here that fast.

“You’re getting used to it.” He said while he opened the door to his suite. “Oh My God Justin, this is awesome.” I said. “Thank you… I think.” He walked to the balcony door and got out. I could hear the screaming. He went in again and took a megaphone, then went out again.

“Do you guys wanna know how clumsy and stupid I was today?” He said. I could hear the screaming getting louder. “Well. I tried to hide from all the paps, which wasn’t easy, then I walked straight into Kezia.” Almost everybody shouted “WHO?”

“Kezia and Malou wanna come and say hi to my fans?” he asked. We nodded and we walked out. I think that almost all of them shouted “ARHG;” Because they would be the ones who was at Justin’s balcony.

“Do you wanna know the rest of the story?” He asked. They screamed louder, again. “So I bumped into her and that made her drop her phone, so it crashed. How stupid can I be? I mean if I had just looked where I was walking that wouldn’t have happened. But then I bought her a new one, so that’s not a big deal right?” The only you could hear was screaming.

“It was nice to see you.” He waved at them and we got in.

“I thought you said that they aren’t your fans, but Beliebers.” I said pointing at him. “Well, yeah they are my Beliebers and they’ll always be, but sometimes I’m just saying fans.” He said. I laughed.

“Do you know how difficult it was to find your room?” Malou asked. “You didn’t find it,” he said. “I know but seriously, if you weren’t tweeting that tweet maybe Kezia wouldn’t have her phone yet.”

“Why didn’t you just send me a direct message on Twitter?”
“Uhm, I didn’t knew you were following me, and we were very lucky that you saw our tweet.”

“Yeah, you’re right. I have millions of girls tweeting me every day.” He walked over to the couch and sat down. “So, do you guys wanna play something?” He asked. “Sure,” I said, and we walked over to the couch and sat down. “What do you wanna play, Xbox, PlayStation or Wii?”

“I don’t care. But I don’t wanna play a game where we’re just sitting down.” I said.

“I got the perfect game.” He walked over to the big TV and turned on the Wii. “Do you wanna play Just Dance?” He asked. “Duh, of course. I’m beating you in this!” Malou said. Actually she is a freak to it. “You sure about that?” Justin asked challenging. “Let the challenge begin!” She said. “I’ll pick a song first.” She added as we took our Wii remotes. “Soo. What song?” He asked. “Beauty And A Beat!!” She said eagerly. Justin looked at her. “What?” She asked. “You seriously want to compete with me in my own song.” He said.

“Uhm yeah, of course. How cool wouldn’t it be if I could tell people that I won over Justin Bieber in his own song?” He rolled his eyes.

He had just pressed play on the song, when Malou said, “Wait, we need to make a profile.”

“You’re right,” he said. “What do you want your name to be?” he said. “SWAG!” Malou said.

He looked at me. ”What about you Kezia?”

“Uhm I don’t know maybe just Kezia.” I said. “That’s boring, what about… Do you like cupcakes?”

“Yeah, why? That’s a weird question.”

“You name could be Cupcake.” Weird name but funny.

“Uhm okay.” He made the profiles and we started playing.

 

***

 

“I told you I would win,” Malou said, while she jumped around like some crazy chick. “I won. I won. I won. I won I won.” She sing-sang.

“You know you only won one time in Beauty And A Beat right?” Justin said raising one eyebrow. “Ima tell you one time,” she sang, while Justin laughed. “I don’t care if I only won one time, I still won.” She said. We had played Just Dance for like 3 hours I think, and Justin had won all the times in Beauty And A Beat, until now where Malou won in Beauty And A Beat.

 

MalouJones: Just won in Beauty And A Beat. @justinbieber I’m beating you again sometime.

 

I looked at my phone and saw that it was 7.00 PM.

“Uhm Malou, I think we gotta go now.” I said. She looked at her phone and nodded. “We gotta go now Justin; we’re having a girl’s night out.” I said. “Okay have fun,” he said. We walked to the door, hugged him and walked up to our hotel room.

 

“Where are we going?” I asked. “Don’t know maybe just into the city.” She said. “Yeah, lets do that.” She walked into her room, while I walked into the bathroom. I cleaned my face from makeup and stripped out of my clothes, then I walked into the shower. I turned the hot water on.

I just love the feeling when the hot water is running down my body.

 

___

 

 

I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my body. I then walked into my room, got dressed and done my makeup and hair.   

Then Malou walked into my room. “Damn girl, you look hella sexy!” She said placing her hands on her hips. “Well you’re not too bad yourself.” I said and looked at her outfit. She chuckled. “You ready to go?” She asked. “Yeah.” We walked to the door and down to our rented Range Rover.

 

***

 

“Slow down bitch!” I said to Malou who sat at the driver’s seat. She drove like a drunk person. “What! Don’t you like it?” She said ironic.

I really didn’t like it. I could feel my heart beat very fast. “No, of course not!” I almost shouted. She drove a little slower but still fast. “Seriously!” I looked at her. “What, I’m not driving that fast.” She said annoyed. “If you’re not driving slower RIGHT NOW! The cop will get us!” I shouted now. “Oh, really. Watch and learn.” She drove as fast as possible I think. “STOP!” I shouted.  She just kept driving. “YOU’RE GETTING US KILLED!!” I started crying.

I’m gonna die!

She stopped the car and looked at me, “I’m so sorry Kezia I shouldn’t have done that.” She pulled over to give me a hug. “No you shouldn’t!” I let go of her hug, I was still crying. “I’m so sorry. I don’t know why I did that. I really shouldn’t have done that.”

I really hated her now. She knows that I’ve always hated to drive so fast.

I stepped out of the car.
“Where are you going?” She asked confused. “I thought you weren’t mad at me anymore.” How stupid can she be, of course I hate her right now.

“Of course am I mad at you now.” I said while I cried.

“You didn’t tell where you are going.”

I’m taking a cab.”

“No you’re not. Listen I’m so sorry. Get into the car and we’ll talk about. ”

“No. I won’t talk right now!” I started walking.

She turned the car around and drove beside me.

She had just opened her mouth to say something when I cut her off, “Don’t even start!” I started running, but she just drove faster. I saw a cab and quickly stepped into it. “Hotel Halekulani,” I said.

 He nodded and started driving.

Actually I didn’t want to be in a car right now, but it was the only way I could get her off. I looked out of the rear window and saw that she was following us.
“Uhm, could you please drive another way, so the car behind us won’t be able to follow us?” I asked the cab driver. “There isn’t any other way.” He just said cold. “Uhm okay, then you can just drop me off by the next corner. “Okay.”

He dropped me off and I gave him some money. I then quickly got into the park which was just right beside the corner. I really hoped that Malou didn’t saw me.

I sat down on a bench. I really didn’t know what to do; I just wanted to get away from everything right now.

 

I sat there for hours just thinking.

 

***

 

I opened the door to our room and saw that Malou wasn’t there. I walked into my room and saw a letter on my bed. The letter said:

Hi Kezia.

I’m really sorry I don’t know what was going on, how could I be so stupid? I know you don’t like to drive fast in a car.

 

I really need some space right now to think about things. If you want me anything, call me, if you want me to come back to the hotel with you, I’ll be there in a second. If you don’t wanna spent the rest of your vacation with me I understand, just text it to me and I won’t come back to the hotel. And if you don’t contact me I guess I’m not coming back.

Remember I’ll always love. You’re the best friend I’ve ever had. You’ll always have a place in my heart, no matter what.

 

Forever and always.

 

Xoxo Malou <3

 

After I had read the letter over and over many times I grabbed my phone and called her.

“Hey,” she said sad. “I don’t want you to leave okay. You’re my best friend and I don’t want our friendship to end, especially not over such a little thing.” I said while I wiped the tears away from my eyes. “No it isn’t just a little thing. I know you don’t like to drive fast in cars.” She said while she cried. “Can you just please forget it and get over here, now.” I wasn’t mad at her I just wanted her to be with me right now. “Do you really mean that?” She brightened up. “Of course I want my Best Friend to be with me.”

“I’ll be there in 10 minutes.  

   

 

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