In the shadows.

You think you know Justin Bieber? You may know that his name is Justin Drew Bieber, born in Canada. Born on March 1st, 1994. You see him as a young icon, a musician, the former boyfriend of Selena Gomez. But what you don't know, is that he has many secrets. Secrets, that if anyone found out, his career would be over. Want to know how I know these secrets? Because My name is Chase. Chase McKenzie, and I'm Justin Bieber's boyfriend.

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3. Chapter II

I woke up the next morning to the faint sound of Justin's breathing. The sheets fanned around us crazily. Half of Justin's torso was covered and one of his legs weren't under it. I fully opened my eyes and rolled off of the bed, being quiet and gentle not to awake the beauty that was sleeping next to me. I took my iPhone off the charger and checking to see if I had any text messages. What'd ya' know? I don't. I went on twitter and scrolled down my timeline. Thanks to being coined as Justin's best friend, I have almost 4 million followers. Cool huh? It has it's ups and downs. Funny thing is there have been people insinuating that I'm gay because I'm always with Justin, and whenever I wasn't, I wasn't ever with a girl. I finished going down my timeline and put my phone down on the end table next to our bed. 

I got up and walked over the soft carpeted floor and got went over to Justin's bag. I took out a pair of his underwear and sweats and headed to the shower in the hotel. I turned on the shower to warm up. I closed the bathroom door and observed myself in the mirror. My auburn brown hair was a sloppy mess, and the hickey Justin gave me was still fresh and turning purple. I smiled to myself as I ran my finger over it. I was Justin's, but only us could know about this. I stopped observing myself and walked into the hot shower. I closed the see through glass and aimed the shower head to hit the top of my head. I felt so relaxed and calmed. I lathered my body in the shower gel provided and washed my hair too. After I got out of the shower I dried off with my towel and decided to blow dry my hair. Since I had brought nothing with me, I had to improvise. I styled it as I blew it dry and it looked actually fine. I managed to get a small quiff, almost identical to Justin's. I slipped on his 'Calvin Klein' underwear and his borrowed sweatpants. I didn't put on a shirt, since I didn't think that he would mind very much.

I walked lazily into the room to find no Bieber. I walked into the living area to, once again, see no Justin. I always hated when he did this... just up and leave because he had something he needed to do. Some interview, signing, special appearance. I walked back into the bedroom and grabbed my phone. I went through my contacts and found Justin's name and sent him a text.

'I really hate when you just leave without saying anything Justin. You better make it up to me.'

I sent the text and put the phone in my pocket. I walked back into the living area and plopped down onto the couch. In front of me was the remote and a guide to the channels. I flipped on the TV and went through almost every channel, not one show or movie keeping my appeal for more then a span of 30 seconds. I turned off the TV and walked towards the phone. I picked it up and called for room service.

"Hello, this is Janet speaking, how may I help you?" She said in a chirpy voice.

"Hi Janet, I just need a waffle, one egg, and two strips of bacon? Mhm. Yep. No, apple juice is fine. That's right, and I'll take one syrup. Okay. Yes ma'am, the room number is 809. Yes, I'm staying in Justin's room. Yes, my name is Chase." I sighed massaging my temples. My simple order for breakfast turned into a full on game on 21 questions. Finally she stopped with the questions and put my order in, it would be up here within 5 minutes. Express since I was Chase McKenzie's, Justin's best friend I suppose. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and saw no texts from Justin, which means he must be busy. Because no matter what, he always text's me back. I threw my phone on the couch and waited for my food, which came within time. Thankfully the person who brought my meal either wasn't star struck or just didn't know nor care who I was. I ate my breakfast in the quiet and lonely hotel room. After I ate my breakfast my phone vibrated. It was from Justin.

'Babe, I'm sorry. I had a interview and had to make an appearance at a new restaurant opening. I hate leaving you, even if it's for a couple hours. But I promise I'll make it up to you. Since you'll be with me for a while, how about you buy some new clothes huh? My treat.'

I smiled at the sweetness of my boyfriend. 

'Yes, but I want it to be just us tonight. Before we have to leave. Online shopping?'

'Whatever you want babe, I'm on my way back.'

'Good, I want to be in your arms.'

'Oh, I don't think I'll keep my hands off you tonight ;)'

I chuckled a little bit and put my phone back in he pocket of his sweatpants. About 15 minutes later, Justin unlocked the door to the hotel room. He came through the door wearing a large gray sweater, the sleeves were rolled up to the end of his shoulders and showed off the tattoo's on his arms. He had on dark blue jeans and gray nikes to match. His hair perfectly styled, black diamond earrings and that perfect smile plastered on his face as he saw me sitting on the couch. He closed the door behind himself and I ran into his arms. He quickly wrapped his arms around me in a tight grip.

"I missed you." I said my face buried into his neck. He chuckled lightly and kissed the top of my head.

"I know, I'm sorry babe. But I have a surprise for us." He said kissing me on the cheek.

"Surprise?" I said with a raised eyebrow.  He bit his bottom lip and pulled me closer to me. He kissed my forehead. Then my nose, and then placed a lingering kiss on my lips. His lips tasted like strawberry and cola.

"Yes. In two weeks." He placed a kiss right under my ear. "I have a show in London." He placed a light kiss on my bruise formed by him. "And I have a couple of tickets to three shows out there. Since I know how much you love those UK artists." He started to lick a line down my throat, before licking a line back up and sucking on my left earlobe. "So, we're going a week early." He gave a bite at the nape of my neck before looking me in my eyes. His honey brown orbs locking with mine. "Just us, and well Kenny. But no scooter, no management, we'll have a week to ourselves. In London." He said. I couldn't contain myself I grabbed two fistfuls of his shirt and smashed his lips against mine and pushed him with so much passion before giving him a deep hug.

"I love you Justin. Your so amazing. So, so, so amazing." I said. He laughed before pulling back a little bit, but keeping me in his arms.

"There's more." He said smirking. 

"I don't think I can handle anything else." I said smiling widely, waiting to see what else Justin could have possibly planned for us. 

"While the week we're alone. We're going to three concerts, in fact. They happen to be your favorite UK artists." He said in a "matter of fact" tone.

"Jus... you didn't...." He nodded and brought his forehead to mine.

"We're going to see One Direction, Little Mix, and Ed Sheeran, in that order babe." He said smiling. It took me a while to register what he told but when it finally did, I couldn't stop smiling. I grabbed Justin's hand and dragged him to the bedroom. I pushed him on the bed and straddled him, my hands on his chest.

"YOU REALLY DID THIS JUSTIN? YOU DID ALL THIS FOR ME? I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!" I said excitedly, slapping his chest. He laughed and grabbed my hands, putting them in his and kissed the topside of both of them. 

"Do you not know I would do anything for you? Besides, you deserve this. You deserve more actually." He said his voice quieting towards the end. I placed my hands on his face and squeezed his cheeks together.

"Justin, this. Is. The. Best. Thing. Anybody. Has. Ever. Done. For. Me." I said shaking his head back and forth with each word. "I freaking love you. Your amazing, I love you." I said kissing him. He put his hands on my hips and came to a sitting position. 

"Hold on babe." I instinctively wrapped my arms around his neck. He stood up and I wrapped my arms around his waist, his hands resting under my bottom for support. He led us back to the couch before he softly laid me down. He sat down, and I crawled and put my head in his lap. I looked up at him and smiled, still filled with glee. Nothing would bring me down, and I mean nothing. He took his thumb and traced my eyebrows with them.

"I always hated you for having perfect eyebrows." He said examining my face. I smiled a little and traced his with my thumb.

"Oh Jus, I love your eyebrows." I said. And that was the truth. I just got my eyebrows done whenever I needed to. But I never, ever arched them. I think that's a bit too much. "In fact, I love everything about you." He chuckled a little and pecked my lips.

"And I love everything about you." I smiled and response. He reached for the remote on the table in front of us and turned on the TV. The rest of the day consisted of us lounging around, doing absolutely nothing. We ended up falling asleep in the same position, watching some movie we found. I had a dream, that me and Justin were in paradise. Just us, no more hiding. No more leaving me unannounced. Just us. It if I'm being honest, it was the best dream I've ever had.

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