Chapter 9
I felt really out of place, and awkward with Kamile. She wasn't doing so well. When we walked out of the house, she grabbed hold of me really tight, she was about to collapse. I held in tears as she was limp in my arms. I couldn't stand seeing my girl, crying, mascara running down her face, and her lip gloss smudged. She buried her head into my shoulder as I carried her to my hotel room. We got to the front, and my fans saw me carrying her. They all went quite. I saw them whispering amongst themselves. I hate when people do that, like, say it to my face! I'll deal with them later.
I carried her into the elevator, not caring for the dirty looks I was getting. When the elevator dorrs were closed, she looked up at me, still crying.
"Put me down Justin."
"No baby, let me carry you." I let a tear fall, I was ready to collapse myself. Im so stressed out.
"Justin, let me down. Stop crying."
"I'll never let you go." I did put her down though, because I fell to the floor, and started crying. My head was in my hands.
"Justin, why are you crying?"
I kept my head in my hands and didn't bother looking at her. "You are a mess, because of me. Your mom kicked you out, because of me. It's all my fault." I finally looked up and she fell to the ground too. I got up and locked the elevator where it was, we weren't going anywhere. We just needed a good cry. Kamile started screaming. It scared me and stopped me from crying. I nudged over to her and put my arm around her.
"Justin, I love you."
"Babe, we just got together… we are moving fast, but I love you too" I unlocked the elevator and we got out. I picked her up and walked her to my room. I knocked on the door, hoping someone was there. I knocked a lot, more than 10 times. Finally the door opened and it was Chaz.
"Dude, were you crying?" He laughed.
"I'm not in the mood man. Throw on some COD."
"Hold up, who's the chick?"
"My girlfriend" I walked past him, with Kam in my arms. She was asleep. Crying can actually tire you out. I lied her down on my bed in my room. I lied next to her and stroked her cheeks. Chaz walked in, and stood at the door.
"Dude, what happened?" I started crying. Why the hell am I so emotional!
"I kissed her on TMZ, and told them that she was my girlfriend, I mean, she is… But her mom saw, and kicked her out of the house, while she was packing she threw everything her mom gave her on the floor and left. She also told me something that I doubt she's ever told anyone before."
"Holy crap, man. That's a lot."
"It truly is. I feel the worst."
"Man, don't worry. She will get over it. It a lot to get used to, but its going to happen, no changing now. You better be there her whole life, unless she thinks differently."
"Thanks Chaz… sorry, but would you mind leaving, I have a feeling she is going to wake up soon."
I looked at her sleeping face, and I put my arms around her. I drifted into a deep sleep.
KAMILE'S POV
Crying, Something that I do on a daily basis. Nothing can change that. But here, in my dreams, I am happy. I don't cry, and I have a good life with Justin, our child will also be famous, or she or he can do whatever his or her hearts desire.
My dream is interrupted by morning. I wake up and see Justin's face 2 inches away from mine. Instead of waking him up, I decided to just stare at his face. His hair was ruffled, yet it still knew what it was supposed to do. Then I got to his eyes, his eyes were peaceful, but there were still tears, I felt so bad, I am making him stressed and making him cry. His nose was perfect, like it was carved by angels. Same with him lips, I found my self staring at his lips until he woke up. He must have noticed me staring at his lip. He grabbed my face and started to kiss me. It wasn't like the kiss on tv, this one was more clam, and cute almost.
"Hey Justin."
"I love you."
" I love you too."
He stood up and stared to get dressed. He put on a purple shirt, and white skinny jeans. He looked good, but he still seemed really sad. I got up, and I started to go through my suitcase. I asked Justin if I could match him, of course he said yes. So I grabbed a purple v-neck and my white shorts.
"Looking good babe."
"Not too bad yourself"
"So, what do you want to do Kam?"
"Well, it's our last night in Toronto, let's go out on the town?"
"I was thinking of staying home, and just. Relaxing."
"That's good… I think so too."
So we went down to the restaurant and sat in a corner. I'm guessing that Justin's fans saw him carrying me yesterday. So they backed off... I was happy about that, but Justin was worried.
"What's wrong?"
"My fans, they hate you. I chacked my twitter, your getting death threats!"
"You know, I don't care. It's not like they can do anything. They are just trying to sound big and scary."
"Good point babe, good point." His face lit up, ad he finally had a natural smile on his face.
"Where's your mom, I've never met her, Maybe that's what we can do. Go visit her room?"
"Let's go." We paid for the food and left.
