Thread: Always Be Mine

haha i like how you added a fact in there: THE LAST AIRBENDER WAS A HORRIBLE MOVIE!!!!!!!! IM MEAN HORRIBLE!!!!!!!! BUT I LIKE THIS STORY

I'm starting to write it right now. I have another fanfiction that I'm writing but it literally has nothing to do with JB lol Your welcome

Originally Posted by Erin_Aang

haha i like how you added a fact in there: THE LAST AIRBENDER WAS A HORRIBLE MOVIE!!!!!!!! IM MEAN HORRIBLE!!!!!!!! BUT I LIKE THIS STORY

Thank you very much! I'm starting the fifth chapter right now. Just updated my other fanfic..yesterday. (But it's not about JB) Hey wbf?

Almost done with Chappie five guys!

Jeez, I'm so sorry I didn't get to update sooner. I got really busy

Always Be Mine Chapter 5

Justin

Okay, so we’re pretty much in the air and we have about an hour and a half until we get to Los Angeles. Ryan and I are playing the staring game while Kenny, Scooter, and Chaz are out. Christian is refereeing the staring contest, and right now, I’m losing to Ryan.
“You’re never gonna beat me, Bieber!” He taunted me. “Ryan, do you like lollipops?”
“Maybe…”
“Lolli, lolli, lolli POP!” I twisted my finger in circles and his blue-ish colored eyes following it. Pulling my hands together, I clapped in his face, making him blink vigorously. I laughed at him and waved my finger in the air, taunting him with a smile creeping on my lips. Other people were either sleeping or on their phones or laptops. Chaz grunted and turned his head, facing me, Ryan, and Christian. “What time is it?” He yawned, stretching his arms and legs. “Uh, I think about one-thirty. We’ll land in a couple o’ minutes.” I answered. He nodded and sighed, “And I was dreamin’ good, too,” He chuckled.

Jazmine

We’re at the docks and the ship is already there. Some cruisers are steppin’ of and we’re kinda checking in, I guess. I don’t really know how this works because it’s my first time on a cruise.
“Name, please?” The man said, holding a clipboard and I blushed slightly. “Uh, Jazmine Butler,” He went on to Lasi, Kira, Marly (who had just got there when Kira said her name), Derek. As he said his first name, there was a loud noise as a plane flew above us and we saw it land over at the airport. “OH EM GEE! I bet ’cha that’s Justin’s plane!” Kira jumped up and down in anticipation as I beamed. “Oh my Goodness, my little baby is going away from me for longer than a day!” Derek’s mom whined. “Mama, quit crying so loud. It’s not like I’m going to college which I won’t be going for another two years!” He exhaled in embarrassment.
I grabbed my bags, exhaled, hugged my parents and the other parents, telling them good-bye and that I’d see them in two weeks. “Bye-bi, Mommy!” Lasianaga shouted to her parents as we waved at them.

Justin

Gotta be at the docks to meet Mom in five minutes. It’s already two fifty-five and we’re hauling ass over to the bay.
“Dude, Béyonce and Rihanna are gonna be there! Maybe you can get a hook up with them!” Christian nudged me as we all got out of the car and ran over to the ships. “Chris, Béyonce is married and Rihanna wouldn’t go out with me the first time so what makes you think she would this time?!” I complained, anticipation filling my body. Christian shrugged with that ‘oh well’ face on. He turned to see if he saw my mom and my grandparents. “Hey, Ms. Pattie! Over here!” He waved over at my mom and my family. He dragged his bag over to my mom and turned around. I covered my face vaguely and made my way over, “Hey, Ryan, swag walk, swag walk.” I started walking funnily and they snickered while doing their walks. “Justin, watch ou-” Before he could finished his sentence, I ran into the girl with curly, dark-brown hair. We bumped heads and she fell back.
“Ow! Watch it, dude!” She looked at me while rubbing her head and leg. I apologized with a sweet tone, waiting for her to scream my name and ask for my autograph and a picture. But she just sat there with this disgusted look on her face as if she couldn’t stand being next to me. I looked at her slender body and her chest while slightly blushing, instantly helped her up and she wiped her hand. There was a couple more girls standing next to her when one screamed, “OH MY GOSH, IT’S JUSTIN BIEBER!” Cameras and screaming girls crowded us as I scurried over to Mom with the others followed behind me in haste as Kenny led us on the ship. “Uh, what the hell was that?” Ryan rolled his bag through the halls and we all greeted each other. “Justin, how was the flight?” My grandma asked, giving me a huge hug. “It was okay, I guess. All we did was slept, had staring contests, and listened to music.” I answered with a grin up on my face. Mom gave everybody hugs and we were escorted to our rooms.

Jazmine

“Jazmine Nicole Butler, are you insanely crazy?! You just bumped into Justin Drew Bieber! Why did you not ask him for an autograph?!” Marly and Kira shook me as we walked into our room. There were three beds and a couch that had a bed. “I believe you know the obvious answer to that obvious question. I don’t want his stupid autograph nor do I want his stupid picture. You know that, Marlicia and Shakira!” I tossed my bag over onto my bed and kicked off my shoes, jumping onto the clear area of the white comforter that rested on my bed. “Don’t be mad at Jazz for not getting an autograph for all of us to stare at for the rest of the day!” It was as if Lasianaga was debating on if she was defending me or if she was against me. “Whose side are you on?” I grumbled, rubbing the bump on my head my leg and sighing. Well, the positive thing about bumping into that player was that I did get to see a superstar in person. I guess. “Hey, y’all wanna go to the pool?” Derek stepped in from the bathroom, hoping to change the subject quickly. “Okay, I’m not getting in, though. I just got my hair done,” Lasi stretched, looking t us for some confirmation. We all agreed and I went to change (in the bathroom, of course) into my bathing suit. We grabbed some towels and walked to the lobby. There was a huge chandelier in the center of the ceiling and a huge circle in the middle of the floor. “Wow,” Derek stared at the floor as we left to go to the pool. “Wait for me, guys!” He ran behind us with his towel, sunscreen, and sunglasses. I giggled and opened the door to reveal a big pool with lots of kids swimming in it. Off to my right was a big sitting area, and off to my left was a low diving board with a lot of twisty water slides. Derek gaped and ran to a chair where he applied his sun block and then over to the pool. “Incoming!!!” He did a cannonball into the pool and all the kids moved away with big smiles on their faces. “Wow! That was a big splash!” One kid waded over to Derek in his arm floats. The others who were older wanted to play pool volleyball. I strolled over and placed my towel on the chair, glancing around the area. It was a pretty big area even without the pool. They had fun games for kids and a spa for adults only. Marly and I both strode to the edge of the big, eleven foot deep pool and stared down into the water. “Wanna see who can stay under longer?” She asked me.
“You’re on, Marly,”
Before we jumped in, we both took deep breaths. I counted to three and we both jumped into the water, trying to stay under longer than the other. Marly tried making funny faces to make me laugh, but failed because she knew it would never work on me. It may work on the others but definitely not me. She folded her arms in frustration and I copied her expressions. She smiled widely and covered her mouth, eyes bulging from trying to hold in laughter. I made one more funny face and she lost it, swimming up to the surface. I swam up and to the surface and looked at her now expressionless face, as if she died and went to heaven, leaving her body to float in a pool, on a cruise ship, with a lot of super stars on it. “What? What’s wrong, Mar?” I asked with concern in my voice. She gaped and slowly raised her finger to point across the deck. I gaped with her as we saw five guys walk through the doors and over to the chairs. “M-Marlicia,” I gulped while nudging her, “Is that…who I think it is?” Marly gazed at me and swallowed, a very wide grin spreading across her face. One guy had a blond hair color and some blue swim trunks with a white towel. Standing next to him was a taller, older looking than the first. He had dark brown hair and some beautiful, marble blue eyes. The third one was sitting on a chair applying sunscreen onto his vanilla colored skin. He was a bit more masculine and his chest and stomach were a bit more developed.

The boy had brown, chestnut hair color and it covered his ears. He glanced over at us and smiled with those big, pink lips and we quickly turned, pretending not to notice him. I frowned and folded my arms, knowing who the person was. Justin Bieber. His bodyguard was standing next to them, laughing and joking around with them. The blondie boy was the hottest fifteen year old boy I know. Christian Beadles. The other two were obviously Ryan Butler and Chaz Somers. “Hey, Lasi!” I grabbed her attention as she looked up from her magazine. I pointed in the boys’ direction and placed my finger on my lips. She gasped and covered her red face with the magazine. Chaz and Ryan walked over to the slides, leaving Christian and Justin to place their towels down and slowly advance to the pool. I swam as far away as possible from Justin as possible, leaving Marly to stand there. She realized I left and went over by Derek and a bunch of little kids. He noticed me and said something into Christian’s ear. “That’s her, Chris. She’s the one I ran into earlier,” I think he said something like that. Christian took a look over where I was and I blushed furiously. Justin smirked and I rolled my eyes at him, making the boy’s smirking disappear. Christian dived into the pool and Justin followed him by jumping on the diving board. One girl noticed him and started screaming, “OH MY GOODNESS IT’S JUSTIN BIEBER!” Justin did a cannonball into the pool while kids started swarming around him, asking for picture and autographs. Ryan, Christian, and Chaz were playing Marco Polo, and Christian was Marco. “Marco!” The two Polo’s attempted to sneak behind him and he waded toward me, thinking I was Ryan. “I got’cha Ryan!” He grabbed my arm and opened his eyes with a smirk on his face. Then it disappeared and he turned to see Ryan and Chaz laughing at him. He let go of my hand and apologized. “I-It’s fine. Um,” I stuttered, a blush creeping up on my vanilla colored cheeks. “Yeah, um. What’s your name?” He managed a smile upon his lips. I smiled and told him my name, “I’m Jazmine. Jazmine Butler, and I already know who you are,” My future husband, that’s what, I thought. “Nice to meet you, Jazmine. Say, do you wanna hang out with us? You can bring your friends too,” He offered me the choice and I quickly nodded, calling Derek and Marly. Shakira was over near the Jacuzzi when she jumped into the chlorine to swim to me. “Christian, these are my friends, Marlicia, Derek, Shakira, and Lasianaga is over there getting her tan on.” They introduced themselves and then Ryan and Justin swam over with Chaz and they introduced themselves, Justin calmly waiting for one of them to freak. Luckily, nobody did and I could see he was confused. Snickering and rolling my eyes, I placed my hands on my hips and smirked at him. “So what do you guys wanna do?” Justin blurted out, changing the subject. “Oh, I know! We can play Colours!” Shakira suggested, all the boys not knowing what the game was. I decided I would explain it, “One person is chosen to be 'it', or the catcher. He or she gets out and faces away from the pool. All the remaining players in the pool chose a color,”
“The catcher continues to face away from the pool and asks "Do you have your colors?" and if players answer they do the catcher then starts calling out various colors. When a player's color is called they have to try and swim across the pool quietly without being heard.” Kira stated.
“The catcher if they hear a player moving can then turn around and try and tag them before they reach the safety of the other side of the pool. You can use different categories like cars, flowers, etc,” Marly finished the rest of the rules and then suggested that we should vote for the leader. The boys agreed that we would all vote for leader. “Okay, I don’t wanna be leader first so don’t count me this round,” Ryan said, Chaz agreeing with him. So did Derek and Marly. “All in favor of Justin, raise your hand!”Chaz said, raising his hand. Marly and Shakira raised their hands and giggled. “All in favor of Jazmine, raise your hands!” Derek said, Christian, Justin, and Ryan raising their hands. It was between me and Justin. Wonderful, I thought, sighing. “Score’s four to three. Jazmine is the catcher,” Justin batted his eyes and smirked at me. I snarled at him and went to the other side of the pool. We hadn’t even realized that almost all the kids were gone after Derek didn’t play with them anymore. “What a coincidence,” I mumbled, getting out of the pool and stood by Lasi, not facing them. “Okay, so the category will be colors. Choose your colors,” I saw Kenny over on the right side and Lasi on the left. “Hey, Lasi, what are you doing?” I asked. She didn’t answer. “Lasi?” She was completely ignoring me! “Look, Lasi, if this is about the Justin Bieber incident earlier, I-” I cut myself off and noticed that she was slightly snoring. SHE WENT TO SLEEP?! At a pool! Oh come on! I practically screamed in my mind when I also remembered that we were playing a game. “Okay, I’m gonna do purple. What about you guys?” Justin asked. Marly said blue, Kira wanted green, Derek picked orange, Chaz chose red, Ryan decided he would do white, and Christian did my favorite color; black. “Are you guys ready?” I asked still not facing them. They answered yes and I turned around, “Okay, I’ll start with Christian and go left all the way to Justin. Got it?” They all nodded and I started, “Christian, did you choose red?” He shook his head and I went on to the next person. “Kira, did you choose…green?” Kira excitedly nodded her head and it was race time. I jumped in the pool and hung onto the side, ready to push off the side when we start. Ryan, who was on the other side, yelled out, “Ready? Get set! GO!” It’s as if I heard a gunshot that meant we could swim. First off, I love swimming. When I was ten years old, I won a gold medal at a swim meet. I moved my legs swiftly and switch from my left arm to my right. Kira and I were about half way to the end when I heard someone call my name. “Go, Jazmine! Go, Jazmine!” It sounded like Christian and I swam faster, but then I realized that the voice was from ahead and that Christian and Marly got out of the pool to see who got to the other side first. Ryan’s voice was a little higher pitched than Justin’s and Derek was the same. Chaz was cheering for Kira, so that left Justin. Justin Drew Bieber was cheering on me, Jazmine Nicole Butler. Did he like me? He likes me! I was completely confused. I know one thing though;

I don’t like Justin Bieber. I like Christian Beadles

Thank u so much 4 updating I really enjoy reading this story.

Originally Posted by BreBre16

Thank u so much 4 updating I really enjoy reading this story.

Ya walches hun. I tried my best this time.

Wait does this take place in the future? Christian is 13 haha

I know I meant to put the intro but I 4got in this story Chris is 15 instead o 13 xD my bad shawty