The Story Of Us

A Justin Bieber fanfic, for my friends cousin Leah :) enjoy!

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11. "I'm Canadian, I don't know anything"

The car pulled to a halt in front of my house as I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "I thought we were going to your house?, what are we doing here?". "You need to get changed" he smiled before I looked down noticing I was wearing my school uniform."Oh yeah, i'll be right back" I jumped out the car and ran up my steps into the house. I grabbed a flowery button up vest and a black skirt with red feather earrings and a black bowler hat tipped back. Checking myself in the mirror I inwardly fangirled before composing myself and running back downstairs."You look amazing"Justin winked as I sat in the car. I blushed before he laughed and started up the car. We came to a halt in front of a ginormous house as my jaw dropped in awe. "I didn't even know Scotland had houses like this". Grabbing my hand Justin pulled me up the steps opening the door, "welcome home" he grinned." I wish" I scoffed, "So, What are our plans?" I turned round to see Justin missing. I started to wander around trying to find him when I reached a note on the kitchen door. "Come find me" I repeated to myself as I rolled my eyes. I walked upstairs before I felt a pair of arms wrap round my waist."Justin!" I screamed "put me down". He turned me around to face him before plopping me down on a huge bed. "I found you" I whispered a he hovered above me touching my nose with his he smiled. "Your beautiful" he whispered pecking my lips. I started laughing before he helped me up snaking his arm around my waist he pulled me into a hug. "You hungry? I'll make us dinner" I nodded as he interlaced our fingers taking me downstairs to the kitchen. "Can I ask you something?" Justin lifted me on top of the worktop. "Anything" I replied smiling, "Why do you feel like your not good enough for me? I know you do I see it in your eyes" he asked looking into my eyes sympathetically. "You know I'm an outsider, I've been bullied most of my school life and you pick me over everyone else, there are much prettier girls out there" I shrugged my shoulders as he listened intently. "Why would they bully you?" he furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "there's a whole lot of reasons I guess, maybe because I'm Ginger" I laughed lightening the mood. "Ginger?" Jutin replied." you don't know what Ginger is?, it's the colour of my hair, orange" I tried so hard to contain my laughter. "I'm Canadian, I don't know anything about Scotland" he replied laughing making me almost fall off the worktop.
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