Love Me.

Clearly, Sarika didn't know where she stood in life. One thing kept bringing her back to reality, her true passion. Dancing. When an opportunity she can't refuse comes up, she has to bring her skills to the next level, push herself until the end. Becoming a background dancer for Justin Bieber is a lot of work, right? Maybe even more than she thought...


11. Eleven †

Sarika's P.O.V.

His fingers entwined with mine as we walked through the airport, multiple paparazzi cameras blinding me to death. The downside about dating Justin Bieber. Well, that's pretty much the only one. I tried to smile, not to seem like a total bi-a-tch. 

We finally stepped into his private jet, a sigh escaping my lips. I had been waiting for this for the many minutes stuck between fans and cameras. I crashed on the small couch, resting my head on the armrest. A couple of minutes later, we were up in the air. 

"Justin." I caught his attention. 
"Yeah?" He smiled at me, my heart fluttering. 
"I'm nervous." I sighed. "Did you even tell them I was coming?" 
"Not really..." He scratched the back of his neck. "But don't worry, everything'll be alright."

I hesitantly nodded, deciding to take a small nap. I was tired as hell and it was almost midnight. I was literally dying in sleepiness. I heard Justin humming to Fall, senfing me in my own world. My world of dreams and paradise. 

Stratford, Ontario. Canada. 

"Baby." I heard someone whisper, a voice I knew too well. "We're at my house." 

I stirred awake, seeing the small house. I hadn't even woken up at the airport. Shit, I'm quite heavy sleeper. I nodded, picking my head off his neck. Justin grabbed our bags, walking to the small house. Okay, I'm freaking nervous. 

He opened the door, letting me in first. I recognized Pattie, coming and attacking him in a bear hug, which I found terribly cute. His grandparents, I'm guessing, also came to kiss him all over, I couldn't imagine the feeling. 

"I see you brought your little girlfriend." His grandmother teased, making a blush creep to his perfectly sculpted cheekbones. 
"I did." He coughed shyly, a small smile hitching on my lips. 
"Shorty!" Pattie exclaimed. "Finally, it's good to meet you. Justin had been talking about you-" 
"It's okay mom." He nudged her gently, glaring. 
"Why don't you let her finish?" I smirked at him, his eyes widening. 
"Yeah Justin." His grandmother pressed my argument. "Why don't you let your mom continue?"
"Anyways!" Justin sighed exasperatedly, exaggerating making me giggle. "I have to go see Chaz and Ryan, and Christian... Caitlin and-"
"We get it." I chuckled. 
"You can stay here, if you want." Justin shrugged. 

I nodded, saying I'll stay here. I already love Pattie, Diane and Bruce. He pecked my lips, leaving his bags in the entrance and leaving. Bruce shook his head, picking Justin's bags and walking to his room, I guess. 

"We have loads of cooking to do!" Diane clapped her hands. "You don't mind getting dirty, right?"
"Of course not!" I laughed cheerily. 
"I love her already!" Pattie grinned. 

We made so many things, we couldn't even see the table. After long hours of fun cooking, Diane pushed me away and told me to get ready. I wasn't exactly going to overdress myself, so I pulled on a pair of dark jeans and a grey long sleeve shirt with my black pair of TOMS, since we were staying inside. I straightened my hair a little and didn't bother with makeup. 

I went back downstairs, and surprisingly, I found the whole family there. My eyes widened as people pushed past me gently, trying not to hurt me, probably. I tried to find Justin, and I soon found him in the living room sitting in between his mother and grandmother, who were playfully kissing his cheeks. 

"Justin!" I giggled, placing a hand over my heart and pouting. "Did you find someone else to replace me?" 
"Of course I did." He smirked, raising his eyebrows, making Diane and Pattie laugh. 

I gasped, slapping his shoulder gently. He kissed my cheek, making me blush in embarrassment, that boy, damn it. He poked my cheek, as I hid myself once more. He stood up as dinner was served, and I could swear the table was humongous. I sat between Justin, and one of his uncle probably. We prayed and everyone turned their looks on me. 

"I see Justin brought a girl- oh God!" Who knows who said that moaned in delight. "Who made this?" 
"The girl." Justin laughed, making the man point at him accusingly. "Anyways, this is my wonderful, beautiful, amazing, sweet-"
"Get to the point." I groaned. 
"Girlfriend." He finished off, smiling brightly. 

The family awed, him pecking my lips. I was so embarrassed, I couldn't dare to look at people in the eyes now. I slapped his cheek, not hard at all, causing him to fake gasp and give me wide eyes. I shook my head, digging in the delicious food we had made. 

Back on tour, Brazil.

"You know, your family is so sweet!" I exclaimed. 
"Yeah, they tortured me with the baby pictures." He rolled his eyes. 

We were walking in one of the Brazilian's festivals, talking about the Christmas holiday we had, I loved it to bits. He didn't really like the part where her mother showed me the cutest baby pictures I had ever seen in my entire life. 

I was wearing black tree quarter leggings with jean shorts over them. I also had a simple white t-shirt and one of his button up shirt, that was red and blue. I had rolled the sleeves up to my elbows and let the shirt unbuttoned. 

"Oh my God!" I heard someone scream. "It's Justin Bieber and Sarika Parker!" 

I snapped my head towards the girl, looking at Justin fearfully. Soon a mob formed and were running towards us. He gripped my hand tightly, pushing me forward, we ran as fast as possible to the car where Kenny was waiting, jumping in as fast as possible. 

"Move Kenny!" Justin urged him. "We won't be able to if you continue to this speed!"

What a day.



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-Audrey :]

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