Thread: Dream Big

So, I'm totally new to this site, so please be kind This is the very first Justin Bieber story I ever wrote, and Its posted on other sites, so if you find it anywhere else, this story is NOT PLAGIARIZED - it's completely and wholly mine (: Anyway, please read and review!

- Ria x

CHAPTER ONE

I'm dead.

I am so dead.

"British Airways flight 269 non-stop to Los Angeles, California, now boarding!" A voice on the intercom called.

My eyes widened, and I new I was in trouble.

Pushing through a bunch of people, I scanned the area quickly, hoping beyond hope that I'd find my brother.

A sigh escaped my lips, and I tried to keep my heart from beating right out of my chest.

How could I do this? How could I be so damn irresponsible? My parents relied on me to bring my brother back home to safety, and what do I do? I lose him.

My breaths come out in short gasps, and I continue walking, further and further from the gates I, along with my brother Ben, are supposed to be boarding right this second. But right now, I didn't care if we missed our flight. My only care at that moment was finding my brother.

"Excuse me, sir" I ran up to a security guard standing by the wall, observing everything. "Have you by any chance seen a young boy? Around the age of 5, with shaggy blonde hair and a yankee's cap? He's wearing beige cargo pants and a red shirt?"

The security man seemed deep in thought for a second, before looking back at me apologetically, shaking his head.

I cursed under my breath, managed a small thank you, and ran through a crowd of teenagers, bunched together, yelling and squealing things I couldn't make out at the moment.

Ignoring them, I made my way toward the restrooms and poked my head into the men's room first. Ignoring the yell of "Hey, this is the men's room!" from a man by the sinks, I called out, "Ben, baby, are you in here?! BEN!"

When I got no answer, I ran to the opposite door, which was the ladies room - although I was pretty sure he wasn't in there - and did the same thing, coming up with the same, disappointing results.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!" I muttered crazily, twisting around in circles, trying to catch a glimpse of my brother, anywhere!

Tears pricked against my eyelids, but I refused to cry. Because then, it would mean I had given up, and I won't give up until I find my brother.

Just then, the song 'Party in the USA' blasted from my carry on bag. I took it out from the front pocket quickly, praying it was Ben calling from a pay phone, or the security desk. But when I looked at the ID caller, and saw it was my mother calling, I pressed the 'ignore' button, not willing to tell them just yet that I've lost their only son.

That's when the situation completely hit me.

I lost my brother.

I freakin' lost my 5 year old brother. IN AN AIRPORT.

Who does that? Please, someone tell me, because right now, the only answer I can come up with is ME.

My parents are going to kill me.

Just as I was about to enter full freak-out mode, a loud, young, familiar, voice yelled out, "MICKEY!"

I spun around, and immediately, my heart seemed to calm down, and my breathing evened out slightly. The tears that I was fighting so hard to keep at bay finally slipped out. Because right there, running towards me at full speed, was my brother.

And running along with him, holding tightly to his hand, was none other than Justin Bieber.

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CHAPTER TWO Part I

Despite the fact that I was a huge Bieber Fan, I completely ignored his existence as I ran towards my baby brother and dropped to my knees, pulling him to my body and hugging him tightly, shutting my eyes as the tears continued to flow heavily.

I caressed his hair as I whispered words I, myself, couldn’t even comprehend on my own. Small, quiet sobs occasionally erupted from my lips, and for all I know, we could’ve been standing there in the crowded, bustling airport for hours.

Eventually I pulled away from Ben and calmed myself enough to yell at him. Loudly. “WHAT THE HELL, BEN? WHERE DID YOU GO? I LOOKED AROUND EVERYWHERE.” People began to stare, and I could see that Ben looked quite scared, but right then, I didn’t get a damn. “DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW WORRIED I WAS? I TOLD YOU…” I took in a deep breath and tried to relax, but it didn’t work, “… I TOLD YOU TO STAY WITH ME! I TOLD YOU THAT YOU ARE NOT TO WALK OFF ON YOUR OWN. AND WHAT DO YOU DO? THE COMPLETE OPPOSITE!”

Ben’s bottom lip quivered as he stared up at me with large, cute, innocent watery eyes. Immediately, all my anger faded away, and I sighed. As always, I could never stay mad at my brother. “I’m sorry Mickey.” He whispered.

Soon, I had dissolved into tears again, and pulled him back into another tight hug. I knew that I looked like a mess, and I knew there was a chance we had already missed our plane, but I didn’t care one bit, as I held onto him like my life depended on it.

Finally, Ben had pulled away from me and planted a small, sweet kiss on my wet cheeks. I smiled lightly at that and sighed in resolution. “You should be glad I didn’t tell mom you got lost in the airport.”

He ignored what I said, as I expected from a 5 year old boy, but whatever. I needed to vent some way.

At that moment, however, a cough emerged from behind Ben, and suddenly I remembered who was running along with Ben when he’d yelled out my name.

I stood up and wiped away the wet tears from my cheeks, attempting to at least look slightly presentable. I leaned down and grabbed Ben around the waist, swinging him up and carrying him against my hip like a baby.

There is no way in freakin’ hell am I leaving him alone again. Never. He’ll be attached to my hip forever, whenever I’m with him.

I looked forward after grabbing my backpack, and stared at Justin Bieber, who had a hesitant smile on his face. “Hey, are you okay?”

I puffed out a nervous breath and attempted a smile. I probably look gross. “I’m fine. I guess I kind of freaked out when I saw Ben. I was searching for him for 20 minutes.”

He chuckled, nodding, “Hey, I’d probably have the same reaction if I were in your place. I found him about 10 minutes ago, wandering around the Duty Free shop, and he told me he lost his sister, so I him I’d help him look for you.”

“Thank you,” I told him quietly, “thank you so much. You have no idea… no idea how grateful I am.”

“Hey, its no problem. I’m happy I was able to help” He replied sincerely, flicking his hair to the side.

I went to introduce myself when a loud voice interrupted me from the intercom, “British Airways flight 269 non-stop to Los Angeles, California, this is your final call!”

“Crap, that’s us.” I said quietly, looking at Justin apologetically.

“You guys travelling to LA?” He asked.

“Yeah, we live there.” I said, adjusting Ben on my hip.

“Well then,” He said, smiling charmingly at me, “Maybe I’ll see you on the flight.” He leaned forward and ruffled Ben’s hair, causing my brother to look up at him and give him a toothy grin. Justin laughed at that, turned around and stalked off towards some people who I could only assume to be his manager, mother and bodyguard.

Sighing, I looked down to Ben and saw him resting his head on my shoulder, sucking on his thumb. I rolled my eyes and pulled the thumb out roughly, not even bothering to reprimand him on that again. He just doesn’t seem to get it. “Ready to go home, bud?” I asked him.

Ben nodded vigorously, smiling again.

Well then, hopefully they’ll even let us on the plane.

Comments?

aww cute!!!!!!!!!! :]

This is so cute I love it!!! Oh, and there's another story on here with the same title by Ego36 U should check it out! Update please

Originally Posted by live&lovemusic20

This is so cute I love it!!! Oh, and there's another story on here with the same title by Ego36 U should check it out! Update please

lol i was jus about to write that when i saw the title this is a really cute story. i think the one with kids are always the best UPDATE!!!!

Thank you guys! & Ego36 - I'll definitely check out your story
An update is coming later today

CHAPTER TWO Part II

“You comfortable, buddy?” I asked Ben, despite the fact that we had coach seats courtesy of my parents, who wanted us to have the most relaxing ELEVEN hour flight from London to Los Angeles.

He nodded against the pane of the window, where he had his forehead pressed up against it, staring out at the clouds.

I smiled at him, comforted at the fact that he seemed content, and pulled out my book from my backpack – Wuthering Heights – along with a pack of candy bars for Ben.

Leaning back against my seat, I sighed, opening up at the page I had stopped at in the taxi to the airport. But I didn’t immediately start reading. Instead, my eyes scanned the area around me, where every coach seat was occupied.

However, when I stopped at the opposite side of the plane, in the exact same row of seats as mine, my eyes met familiar looking ones.

I gave Justin a smile, and a small wave. He grinned widely back and saluted me, making me chuckle, before turning back to his right, where I presumed he was speaking to his bodyguard, whom I saw taking the seat next to him when we boarded the flight.

I turned back to my brother and saw that he had fallen asleep against the walls of the plane, the candy bars not even touched. I smiled slightly at the sight and placed the candy in the pocket in front of him, for later, before adjusting his position, instead laying him down on the reclined chair, with a pillow behind his head, and a blanket covering his torso and legs.

I settled back in my seat and prepared myself for a long, tiring flight.

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Shorter than the rest, and not much happens, but more will come soon Please comment! I dont like to do this, but I won't update unless I have 4 comments - thanks!

- Ria x

UPDATE PLEASHHHHHHHHHH <----- that ain't a typo, I just think it looks cool like that so yeah, update!!!

aww she's so caring of her bro. I wish i felt that way about mine UUPDATE!!!