Yvonne was a dancer. Justin was a popstar. When they meet up by chance at a tryout for Justin's dancers they instantly fall in love. This match made in heaven is hit with problem after problem like death, being stranded, jealousy, betrayal and more. The only thing holding Yvonne and Justin together is the love and devotion that they have towards one another.


23. Trouble in France

Guys I'm so so so so so so so sooooooo sorry!!! i took sooooooooooo long to update! i feel really bad:/ i kinda forgot my login info and just found it! so I should be updating more!! 

 Yvonne's POV

  We landed in Paris about 10 minutes ago. Justin and I decided to leave the night we went to Madam Tussaud's. We had blown our cover earlier than planned.


  I have been waiting for my bags for what seems like forever. Justin put his arm around me, clearly sensing my frustration. "Your bags will come. Be patient" He said. Although i could tell he was trying hard to be optimistic. He got his bags almost as soon as we got back inside the airport. About 10 more minutes of waiting, one of the airport workers came over to me. He had a deep french accent and was not that great at speaking english. "Mrs. Bieber?" He asked. Justin smiled. I blushed "Yes." I replied, not having the energy to explain that we were not married. "We cannot find your bags." I frowned and he added quickly "We can send them to your home address. If you will just come with me." Justin and I got up and followed the employee. His name tag said Philip. We got to the desk where I had to fill out a few papers to have my luggage sent to our house. It still blows my mind that Justin has invited me to live with him. In some ways I cant wait until we are back home in California so we can hang out and relax. I love being in Europe with Justin, but we are constantly running around, avoiding fans and paps. 

 We were on our way to the airport when Justin cleared his throat. "So, what should we do tomorrow, Mrs. Bieber" He winked. "I don't know Mr. Bieber." I started, "I think we should visit the Eiffel Tower." He nodded. We got to our hotel and threw our bags on the couch. I laid down on the bed and waited for justin. When Justin came out he crashed on the bed and spread himself out. His arm and leg were on top of me. "Justiiiiiiiin" I whined. "Whaaaaat" He replied in the same whiney tone i had used. "Get off of me."

"No" he said and proceeded to lift his entire body up and plop on top of me. I pushed him off and he started tickling me. "Justin... S-s-stooop." I said in between laughs. "Not until you give me a kiss" He said with a sly smile. "And if i refuse?" "Then its time for round two!!" He said as he started tickling me more. "Ok ok ok." I said and kissed him. The kiss lasted about a minute before I pulled away. "What was that for?" Justin whined. "I'm tired." I said and turned my back to him as I closed my eyes.Before I started to drift of i felt Justin Put his arms around me. 

  I woke up facing Justin. His arms were still around me and he was smiling. He was so cute. I decided to wake him up with a kiss. I started to kiss him and almost instantly he started kissing back. This time I waited until Justin pulled away. He just smiled at me. "How did I end up with such an amazing girl."

"How did i end up with such an amazing guy" I countered. He smiled and pecked my lips.

 We got ready and got dressed and left. We got at the Eiffel tower at about 10:30 am. We took some pictures of each other and some pictures together. We had alot of fun. After that we went to a cafe and ate lunch. 

"did you have fun?" Justin asked me.

"Of course I did," I said, "I'm with you aren't I"

He just smiled and we finished eating. "Where to next?" He asked.

"I don't know." 

"Wanna just walk around and shop." He asked

"Yes" I said quickly remembering that i lost my bags. Right now im wearing the shirt I wore yesterday and Justin's trackies. Which he thinks looks "adorable". I can't wait to get some clothes that look good on me. 

 We went to the mall were we were quickly discovered. It was hard running from 300 people when you're holding a ton of bags. Justin and I ran into the bathroom and hid. We hid in a stall together. We were in the men's bathroom because it was all girls chasing us. We thought that Eventually the fans would give up and leave, but they didn't. The numbers just kept growing. Eventually Justin had to call the police to get us out.

 The police came and pushed us through the crowd. Some of Justin's Fans called me Nasty names. But the number of my fans were almost equal to the number of Justin. So i had a pretty good defense. After Justin and I got a police escort back to the hotel we couldn't really go anywhere.

  Everybody knew where we were staying. And we were all over the news channels. after a few hours I started thinking. Maybe it wouldn't be such a bad thing if we cut the trip short. Justin could work on his songs back home. And I could tell he must be thinking the same thing, Judging by the look on his face. He probably didn't wanna bring it up because he didnt wanna disappoint me. "Hey Justin."

"Yea baby"

"Maybe we should cut the trip short."

"Yea. I didnt wanna bring it up. I want you to enjoy yourself."

I walked over to him and put my arms around him. "It doesnt matter where we are, I will still be enjoying myself no matter what as long as I'm with you."

He smiled. "Ok."

He got out his phone and booked us a flight for tomorrow back to california. 

  We arrived at the airport and Justin was carrying our luggage. I told him i had to go to the bathroom. He said he would meet me on the plane.

 I got on the plane and sat next to justin. I was still sort of tired because the only time he could schedule a flight was at 3 am. Which is pretty damn early. Justin grabbed my hand and I put my head on his shoulder and dozed off. I woke up to Justin yelling "Yvonne. YVonne wake up!!" He was holding onto me as tight as he probably could. I was wide awake. The entire plane was trembling. I looked out the window. We were above the atlantic ocean, and we were losing altitude fast. The announcer over the speaker was telling people not to panic. Which was pointless considering we were all probably plumeting to our deaths. I looked at justin My fear reflecting on his face. "I love you." Justin said as he forced his lips onto mine. And that is the last thing I remember before things went black. 

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