'Use the sleeves of my sweater
Let's have an adventure
Head in the clouds but my gravity's centered
Touch my neck and I'll touch yours
You in those little high waisted shorts, oh.'
What the hell is happening right now?
Harry continued to glare at Justin.
Justin looked over at me and smiled kindly.
"I'm sorry, that was rude of me."
He apologized.
This is just too unbearably awkward for me.
"It's quite alright." I said tightening my smile.
Harry looked back at me, bewildered.
"Wait a second!" Justin explained analyzing both Harry and I.
"You're Harry Styles and you are Marina from Marina and The Diamonds." He figured out.
I nodded. And Harry made no further gestures.
"I wouldn't except you two, to be together though." He said after noticing our entwined fingers.
Harry's fury reached its peak.
I wanted to just leave before he beat Justin to the ground.
"Nice meeting you." I smiled fakely.
"Marina, I'm a huge fan. You have to sing something for me." He insisted.
I was caught in the middle.
Harry tightened our hands and attempting to brush past but, Justin protested.
"Hey, c'mon just one song."
I looked at Harry looking for any sign of a approval.
He nodded toward Justin completely, hopeless at this point.
What do I sing?
I searched my head.
Finally blurted out a random verse:
"Rule number one, is that you gotta have fun,
But baby when you're done, you gotta be the first to run."
Justin clapped fervourly.
I shyed away and hoped we could literally make a run for it.
"It was lovely meeting you, Marina." Justin said as his eyes glazed over my body greedily.
Harry didn't hesitate in dragging me out of their in record time.
The next day, Harry and I almost missed our flight back home.
We overslept due to the amounts of love-making we did the previous night.
Settling on the plane, I let out the breath I've been holding in this whole time.
Harry excused himself the the lavatory and I sat and contemplated a nap.
I was opening and shutting my eyes when I noticed a figure intentionally hovering over me.
Justin?
He's also on this flight? Does't he have a private jet of sorts?
"How you doin' pretty lady?" He flirted.
I wanted to burst out laughing but, I held back.
"Hi, what are you doin here?" I questioned not actually interested.
"Flying back home."
"This is a flight to London. Are you sure you're on the right plane?" I mocked.
He nodded.
"Don't worry babe, I know what I'm doing."
Can't he just leave already!?
His cool and nonchalant behaviour was annoying.
"See you around, babe." He winked and dismissed himself.
I groaned.
I had no idea Justin Bieber could be such a pest.
END OF CHAPTER 12
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