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Bonus Part 2

EDITED

Justin's POV

"Why did you get everyone to come to our wedding?" Sam asks me when we are seated on the plane.

"Babe, I wanted you to have the wedding of your dreams," I answer. Yes, it was hard getting everyone to come, of course it wouldn't be easy. I'm just upset that her dad couldn't come because of his business trip. Sam seems alright with it though.

"But how did you know that was the wedding of my dreams?"

"I just know you." I give her a kiss on the head.

"Can you read my mind?" She questions then giggles.

"You ask a lot of questions," I point out.

"Attention, we are now taking off. Buckle your seat belt and keep it on until the seat belt light about your seat is off. Thank you."

"You know, Justin," Sam begins, "I am extremely lucky."

"Whys that?" I ask her.

"I get to life my real life fantasy."

"Whats your fantasy?"

"Being with you," she answers.

I say, "I should be the lucky one then because I have you."

I lean in and we share a slow and passionate kiss. When we break apart, she lays her head on my shoulder. After a few minutes, she falls asleep. I know this, because her breathing slows.

Sam's POV

I am in a total black room until figures show up, each casting a light so I can see their faces. My mom, Noah, Julie, Jalie, Emma, Troy, Hannah, Evan, Stacey, and Justin. What's going on?

"Hi, baby girl," my mom says, her voice echoing throughout the room.

"Mom, what's going on?" I ask her.

"We have something we need to tell you," Noah says.

"Sweetie," I hear a deep voice say but nobody is we spoke. It seems as if the voice is coming from.. everywhere.

"Who is that?" I ask nobody in particular.

"Sweetheart," the same voice says. I hear quiet footsteps getting louder and closer until another figure appears.

"Dad? Why did you have to go on a business trip instead of my wedding?"

"That's not important right now," he says. "Right now, you need to be aware. Something good will happen on your honeymoon, as well as something bad on the same day. The bad thing isn't too bad but it will hurt you, sweetheart."

"Why's going to happen?" I ask, but they all vanish, except for Justin. "Justin, I'm scared."

"Don't be scared." He walks up to me and takes my hands in his. "I need you to say nothing about this when the bad thing happens, okay? I will think you are crazy."

"You will think I'm crazy?" I question him.

"No matter what, Sam, I will always love you. I love you. Say you love me."

"But, what do you-"

"Say you love me," he sternly says.

"Oh-okay. I love you, Justin." I lean in to connect our lips, but I wake up before our lips make contact.

I look over when I lift my head up to see a sleeping Justin. He looks so peaceful.

What did that dream mean? Will something good and something and really happen on this honeymoon? Why did Justin say he would think I'm crazy if I said anything about that?

When the plane lands in Sydney, Australia, Justin and I take a cab to a fancy hotel or the honeymoon suite.

"This is beautiful," I tell Justin as I look around. "It's amazing."

"I'm glad you love it, babe," he tells me.

"So," I say as I look at my phone for the time. "What do you want to do? It's 2:03 a.m."

"Are you hungry?" He ask and my growling stomach answers before my mouth can. "I guess you are." He chuckles. "Let's go."

He takes my hand in his hand and we walk out of the hotel together like the bosses we are.

We start walking the streets of Sydney and that's when I realize something, we have no idea where we are going.

"Justin?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you have any idea to get where you are wanting to go?" I ask him.

"Nope," was all that left his mouth as we continue to walk.

"Umm.. We aren't going to be able to get back to the hotel," I say.

"I know, babe. I'll call a cab when we are finished and tell them the hotel name."

"Good plan," I tell him and he stops in his tracks and turns to me.

"You trust me, right?" He ask me and I'm taken by surprise.

"Of course I trust you, Justin," I tell him.

"Just making sure."

We walk and walk until my legs hurt and we finally come across a McDonalds.

"Fancy," I say as he holds the door open for me.

"Sorry it's not too much," he snaps. I didn't mean it like that. We walk to the counter and order. When we get that order, we sit at a table in the back.

I unwrap my burger and just look at it. Justin snapping at me makes me not hungry anymore.

"Are you going to eat?" He ask me. I shrug my shoulders as I look down and he sighs.

"Listen, I'm sorry for snapping at you."

"It's whatever," I say and take the warm burger in my hand. I take a small bite without even looking up.

We finish our food in silence and before we throw away our trash, Justin tells me, "I'm taking you skydiving tomorrow," making me finally look up at him.

"Are you serious?" I ask him, full of dread.

"Yeah," he replies. "It'll be fun."

"I guess," I mumble.

Let's hope I don't die.