Arranged Marriage

I'm Sarah and this is how I ended up marring Justin Bieber.


1. What happened Justin?


This is the story of how I ended up in a marriage with Justin Bieber.

First, let me tell you who I am. I’m Sarah Mitch. I’m 23 and I am like most other girls. I’m a Belieber. Only difference is that I’m best friends with Justin. My mom has been Pattie’s friend since before me and Justin were even born. Since they were best friends Justin and I have grown up together. We've done everything together. I've been there for him since the beginning of his career. I've just never told anyone I’m friends with him because I don’t want random girls trying to be my friend just to get close to him. Nobody knew I knew Justin, until a few weeks ago.

It was a regular Friday. Boring and useless. I was just lying on bed listening to Be Alright by Justin when my phone starting ringing.

I picked up my phone from my bedside table and saw the caller id. It was Justin. It had been a few weeks since we’d seen each other. I was so excited to talk to him because he was now on vacation for about a month. I was so excited because Pattie had invited me and my mom to stay with them while they went on vacation.

“Hey Justin! How are you? How was the tour? A couple of my friends went to your last show and said it was amazing! So proud of you!” I said all too excitedly to him.

There was silence for bit and then I heard him sniffle a little.

“Justin?” I asked now worried because he hardly ever cries. “What’s wrong?”

“Do you think you can come a bit earlier?”

 hmm… I guess. But my flights booked for a week from now, I can’t just cancel it.”

There was another little silence.

“Can I send my private jet over?” he asked in a desperate voice.

“Yeah definitely. Umm… but when?”

“How about now?” he really did want me there. I wonder what the hurry was.

“How long will it take?” I asked as I started packing up the little bit I had left to pack.

“My limo will be there in 5 minutes ok? Thanks.” With that he shut off the phone, leaving me wondering why he needed me there so desperately.

I quickly threw a couple more things in my bags and took them downstairs. I had at least 5 bags because Justin refused to tell me where they were going exactly for this vacation.

While I was waiting for the limo I called my mom and told her I was going now, instead of going a week from now. She already knew because apparently Pattie had already made arrangements for my mom to fly over a bit after me.

Exactly five minutes later the doorbell rang and there was Kenny standing outside my door.

“Hey Kenny. How’ve you been?”

“I’m okay, could be better.” Kenny smiled lightly and looked behind him as to acknowledge something. I looked behind and saw Justin with bloodshot eyes. He was wearing a light blue t-shirt, red supras and an obey snapback.

I could see he was trying hard not to cry. I walked down across my lawn over to him and gave him a hug. I was just standing there with him in my arms while he cried, his body shaking slightly. I rubbed his back gently to calm him down a bit.

“Come on, let’s go sit in the limo.” I took his hand in mine and walked us both to the limo. Moshe opened the door for us and we slid inside.

“What happened Justin?” I asked with worry in my voice.

He sniffed a little before saying “My mom’s dying.” 

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