I stood in the center of the crowded airport, watching as groups of people walked by. They were all in a rush.
Some gripped coffee's in their hands and talked through earpieces, which always made me laugh because it looked like they were talking to themselves half the time.
Others were big family's that looked like they were on there way to vacation, their kids jumped up and down in excitement. Some people had fancy pinstriped suites and were carrying briefcases.

They were all different, all heading somewhere completely different, but all on the same page, they were all on their way to a new destination. Like me.
Except mine was definitely one of the roads less traveled.

Part of me couldn't believe I was actually leaving Atlanta. I had been there my whole life. Every memory was left behind in my old little blue house acrossed from Justin's.
We had been best friends since the moment in kindergarten when he threw a crayon at me. I know, very gentlemen like right?

I wonder if somehow we were always destined to be what we are now, or maybe not, maybe some things just happen. But anyway, now we were here.
Now he was famous. A couple months ago I wouldn't have had to travel the world just to be with him.

To hide that I was his girlfriend. It could just be normal, like it used to be.

The truth is, if my mom hadn't been leaving to New York that summer, I wouldn't have ever been standing in the airport. And I wouldn't have ever even left.

I would still be back in Atlanta, maybe find a nice new boy, a normal boy. But things were different then.
Even though I was only 15 but Pattie, Justin's mom, convinced my mom to let me travel with them that summer.
And my mom did believe that it would be good for me to go out and see the world. I hadn't even cared about the traveling part, if only I could be with him, I was happy.

I felt a soft hand slide into mine. And I instantly knew who it was without looking. My skin tingled were his hand rested.

"It's time to go babe" Justin said, his voice was smooth, and quite.

But I was too deep in thought to respond.

His arms slid around my waste and pulled me closer to him from behind. But I wondered what he was doing. Wasn't he worried about someone snapping a picture of us?
Then I remembered he had told me most people didn't notice him when he flew out, they only waited for him when he flew into a new place.

I leaned in closer to him and sighed. Whenever he was this close things started to get fuzzy.
Like everything suddenly became background music and the only thing that mattered was him.

"Stella...Are you sure you want to do this?" He murmured softly. His breathe was warm against my cheek. It took a second for the question to sink in.

I turned around to face him, shocked by what he had asked me. "Of cour-"

He pressed his finger to my lips, interrupting me. "Don't answer so fast Stell.." He smiled playfully "think about it."

"I have thought about it!" I said almost too defensively.

"No you haven't" His eyebrows furrowed, and for a second he was deep in thought. "You really wanna leave all this behind? Your family? Your friends?"

"I don't want too...bu-"

"See" Justin interrupted again. Something flashed in his eyes, like a heavy disappointment, like he had been rejected.

I cupped my hand over his mouth. He smirked.

"I want to be wherever you are." I said confidently. Because it was the truth. I wanted to be with him more then anything.
I could have stayed back and seen him when he flew back every other month, but that was too long for him and me.

"If you don't want me to go.." I trailed off.

"Stella don't be ridiculous. If you couldn't go, chances are I'd ditch this whole summer tour to stay with you." He said it so seriously.

But he smiled, showing his gleaming white teeth.
It felt like a hummingbird had been placed in my chest.

"Good" I said breathless "But what's got you all worked up then?"

His expression was almost like stone. "I...I don't know if I want this for you."

"Want what?" I asked, confused.

"The fame, the paparazzi, everything I have to deal with. I don't want to drag you into it." He ran a hand through his soft sandy colored hair, the hair fans would die to touch.
He did that when he was frustrated.

Deep down I knew how he felt. Our relationship was one of the only normal things in his life. He liked knowing I wasn't apart of that crowd, that I didn't have to be.

I was just Stella.
And he was just Justin.

But in Hollywood, it was different. He was Justin Bieber, one of the most famous teenagers ever. And well I was just a random girl in the middle of it all.
I think he worried for me, that I couldn't handle it or id get sick of it and leave the whole Hollywood scene, including him.

"I'll be fine. It's my choice, and I've already thought it over and just don't worry about it. Okay?"

He nodded, but I could tell he was still thinking about it.

"Or I'll just leave right now" I scoffed, I picked up my bags and walked the other way.

I had been joking but I hadn't even taken two steps when his hand grabbed my wrist and twirled me back to him.

I ran into his chest, hard. His hands rested on my hips

and he pressed his forehead against mine, his mouth lingering so close to mine. He smelled amazing, like D&G cologne but also a softer scent too.

His dark eyes smoldered "You can't leave me that fast" he murmured. And I couldn't even think straight, my hands tangled around his neck,
pulling him closer to me, he tiled his head, about to press his lips to mine.

Then we heard someone clear their throat. We both pulled away instantly. It was Scooter, Justin's manager.

"C'mon lovebirds, time to go." He said. Scooter was like a big Teddy bear.

We walked along side him as he led us through the airport. Justin kept rubbing his arm along side mine,
or looking at me then smiling and looking away.

He always did little things like that. He knew just how to drive me crazy.

We finally were about to get on the plane. Pattie already had seats. I pulled away from Justin for a second before we stepped in.

I said my secret goodbye to Atlanta, my old past, my home, my mom, everything I was leaving behind.

I said goodbye to everything that was, and Hello to everything that would be.

(A/N) Hello guys! I'm deff not that happy with this chapter. But it's always hard to start things off, and I've been having
A HUGE writers block/plus sickness, ughhh so annoying,
Almost as annoying as Scooter interrupting that little

somthin somethin ;) Hahahhaa.

I know it's not very "flowy" (Ijustkilledthatword) right now, but trust me! Good writing to come!

Stay tuned!Review(:
LoveLoveLove & God Bless! (End A/N.)