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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33. Chapter #33

 

 

              Page's P.O.V.

 

                       Finally, the night is over. We're back from the club and I can finally sleep the day away. It's 4:00 in the morning, and I just spent 5 hours drinking, and the last half hour throwing up. We went to the club at about 10:30ish. I stumbled up to my room and layed down on the bed. Justin came up a minute later. He looked at me an started laughing. "What's so funny?" I asked. "First of all, you have puke all down your shirt, second, you were an idiot at the club." He said chuckling. "How was I an idiot?" I asked with a playful smile. "That was your first time drinking, huh?" He asked. "Yah, my parents would never let me before." I replied. "I asked you if you wanted to go, in the first hour, but you said you where having to much fun riding unicorns, and playing with something called a unicow." He laughed. "Unicows? What?" I asked confused. "You had way to much to drink is all I can say." He said. "Go change your shirt so we can go to sleep." He demanded. "What happened to fun Justin?" I asked with a puppy dog face. "What do you mean?" He asked. "You were all laughing, and playing around, then you started ordering me around again." I sighed. "I just want you to get a new shirt on." He laughed. I stood up and walked towards the closet. After I changed my shirt, I went and layed down on the new, big, bed, next to Justin. I started wondering off into my own world. I started singing Madhouse by Little Mix, but still lost in my own thoughts. What if Justin was always like this? Nice, sweet, fun, loving, perfect. I like him when he's like this. If he was always like this, I think I'd fall in love with him. Am I, already? "Page, I'm happy we went out." Justin smiled. I smiled back. "I am too." Justin pulled me closer to him, right up against him. "I love you." He whispered. "I love you too." And I meant it. "Do you mean it? Or are you just saying it?" He asked. "I really do love you Justin." I replied. He pressed a kiss to my head. We talked for a while, then I fell asleep in his arms. I'm in love with him, he's not so bad after all, you just have to get past all the bad boy stuff.

 

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