Secrets

Bianca is finally moving to New York. Let alone did she know tht she was was going to meet the biggest popster in the world. When she finds out about a secret that she wasn't supposed to know about will they still fall for each other?

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2. An Unexpected Meeting

Bianca's P.O.V.

"I'll miss you so much," my mom said while crying. Finally I get to move out of this hell hole and move to New York! 

"Make sure you call me when you get off the plane and when you find your hotel. Okay."

"Yes, you can go now. I can't believe my little girl is growing up.

"Bye, mother."

 

Justin's P.O.V.

"AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! IS THAT JUSTIN BIEBER!?!?!?!?!?!?!

I heard a girl scream. Crap. How did they find me?

 

Bianca's P.O.V.

I got off the plane and on my way to baggage claim. I finally got a taxi and told the driver the address of the hotel. When I stepped out of the taxi, I saw the hotel. It was GIGANTIC!!!! I got my luggage and headed to the front desk to check in. The lady there said that I was in the presidential suite and gave me the key. I walked to the elevator and pressed 24. I got out of the elevator and went in my room and it was huge. It looks like a little apartment. There's 2 rooms, a living room, a kitchen and a closet that was the size of my room!! I put my luggage down and started to put my luggage away. I saw pepper spray sticking out of my bag, I took it out and put it on the desk. I sat down on my big bed and then... fell asleep.

 

Justin's P.O.V. 

I ran as fast as I could and saw a stairwell. I ran up like 4 fights of stairs and ended up on the 24 floor. I ran down the hall and heard the screaming getting closer. I jiggled doors until I found one that was unlocked. I quickly opened it and locked it before anyone saw me.                                                                                                                                

 

Bianca's P.O.V.

I up and heard a door being closed. Crap, I must've forgotten to lock the door. I quickly grabbed my pepper spray and slowly made my way to the living room. There was a guy with a hood standing there. He turned around and I sprayed him right in the eyes.            

 

Justin's P.O.V.

I turned around and before I knew it my eyes were burning.

"AWW SHIT!!" I saw a girl in front of me. "WHAT THE FUCK!! YOU BITCH!!"

 

Bianca's P.O.V.

I know he did not call me a bitch.

"First of all, DICK, I wanna know why there is a guy in my room and why I can't see his damn face?" After he recovered he looked up at me and said, "I'm Justin. Justin Bieber"

" Did I ask for your name and you didn't answer my question."                                                "I was running away from my fans, not that I don't love them but they do get crazy at times."                                                                                                                             "Well, since you are not my guest I can happily tell you to get the fuck out. Get the fuck out."                                                                                                                                         "Please let me stay. I'm begging you, let me stay."                                                                                              "Fine, 30 minutes."                                                                                                                        "More like two, three hours. Depending on my fans."                                                                                                               I turned on my heel and muttered, "I shouldv'e locked the damn door."

"What did you say," he yelled out.

"Nothing," I yelled back.

I finished unpacking and went back out and saw Justin laying on the couch.

"Don't get to comfortable," I said to him.   

"Don't worry, I'll be gone before you know it," he said while closing eyes.

I hope he pays me to let him stay here.                                    

 

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