Kidnapped by Bieber

I'm a 17 year old girl, just your every day normal girl. My name is Page, I have long brown hair and green eyes. As I walk down the street could hear someone walking behind me, to close. I turned around and saw boy a little older then me. "Um, uh, hi." I said. He pushed my arm, forcing me to look forward. He grabbed my wrists and tied them quickly. "W-what are you doing?" I asked, I was scared, confused, and ready to cry. "Be quiet and you won't get hurt." He said. He shoved me in a big black van and tied me to the seats. I stayed quiet like he said, I didn't want to get hurt. A tear rolled down my cheek and another one followed. He put a rag over my mouth and I accidently breathed in. Everything got blurry and I fell asleep. *Not Famous*


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              Page's P.O.V.


                    Tension kept building up inside of me as we starting walking up to the house. Justin kept his arm around my waist, and keeping me close to him, as we reached the door. A tear fell down my cheek, followed by another. "Don't cry baby. I now your nervous, but you'll enjoy it," He smirked. My stomach was in knots as he said those words. We walked upstairs and up to our bedroom door. We walked inside, and he immediately flew me onto the bed, and started kissing me passionately, as he layed on top of me. I kissed back, not wanting to anger him, and found myself enjoying it. His hands trailed to my shirt and he started to slide it off. He threw it across room, as he kept kissing me. My hands went to his head, and into his hair, pulling him towards me more. I could feel him smirk into the kiss. He pulled away for a second, making me kind of sad. "I knew you'd like this," Then he went back to kissing me, slowly removing single pieces of my clothes at a time, till I was full on open.




                I layed there in his arms, and fell asleep, with my head against his bare chest.




           "Morning baby," Justin whispered into my ear, waking me up with a husky voice. "Morning," I smiled. He kissed my head and looked at me in the eyes. "I love you," He said. "I love you too," I replied. "Hmm, you look good without clothes on," He said, as a smirk played at his lips. "Dirty boy, Justin. Your a dirty boy," I smiled playfully. "And your my dirty girl," He replied. "Hey, you started it. It's not my fault, you made me," I said. "Yah, but you still enjoyed it." "True, I guess you win this one," I giggled. "I have officially made you mine, you always will be," He said, giving me a small kiss to the lips.

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