It Never Ends A Justin Bieber Love Story S2 Chapter 30

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Jazzy laid on him and poked his stomach repeatedly. He laughed a little and caught her hand after a couple minutes.
"What are you doing?" he asked. She smiled.
"Poking Bieber," she replied, taking her hand back and poking his cheek.
"Why your face so hot, Bieber?" she asked, her head cocked a little.
"No reason," he answered. She poked his cheek again, then put her hand to her face. She shrugged and laid back down on him.
"I wove you, Bieber," she said.
"Love you, too, Babygirl," he said quietly.
"Goodnight, Bieber," she said.
"Goodnight," he answered. She closed her eyes and fell asleep in his arms. Once she was asleep, he turned his attention back to me and the camera.
"She's so adorable!!" I said. He smiled.
"I know, right?" he replied.
"You got anything else to say?" I asked. He shook his head. He looked kind of tired now; the circles under his eyes are darker, and his eyes are rimmed in red. There was another awkward silence.
"You wanna try to go to sleep?" Scooter asked, also noticing how tired he looked. He shook his head "no."
"There's no point. All they do is wake me up, anyway," he said. He didn't look nearly as happy and bubbly as before. He looked pale again. He coughed a couple times, then looked at me. He smiled a little bit, but I could tell it was fake.
"Alright, well, I guess we'll make more videos later," I said, picking up that he wanted me to turn the camera off. The moment it was off, he launched into a severe coughing fit. After he had stopped, he reached for his phone. He tweeted the video, then laid down. He set his laptop and phone on the table next to his bed and sighed.
"I don't feel good," he said after a little while. Karen went and took Jazzy from him.
"Let me go bring her home," she said, concerned. We all were concerned.
"I'm gonna go home and see if I can get another plane ticket," Jeremy announced, getting up. He went and kissed Justin's forehead.
"I'll be back tomorrow, okay?" he said. Justin nodded weakly.
"Celeste, they're not gonna allow you to stay overnight," Pattie said. I nodded.
" I guess I'll go with Mom and Jazzy, then," I said reluctantly. I went over and kissed Justin's cheek.
"Bye, babe. Love you," I said quietly.
"Bye. Love you, too," he said. I smiled a little. I noticed the thin sheet of sweat starting to form on his forehead, and I knew I should probably go home now. I followed my mom and Jazzy out to the car, sighing.
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P a t t i e

"Momma, I don't feel good," he told me again after everyone had left.
"I know, baby," I said sympathetically. He shook his head "no."
"No, like really," he said, looking into my eyes.
"What's wrong?" I asked him.
"I-I don't know," he said.
"The nurse is gonna come soon, okay?" I assured him. He nodded and closed his eyes. He opened them a couple seconds later, and they were teary. I noticed he was breathing heavy.
"Asthma okay?" He shook his head "no."
"You having trouble?" I asked. He nodded slightly.
"Should we call the nurse?" I asked Scooter. He nodded.
"I think so," he said. Beads of sweat were forming on Justin's forehead, and he pushed the blankets off of him. He started to squirm a little uncomfortably. I went and pressed the button to call the nurse. Minutes later the door opened and his nurse walked in.
"You pressed the button? Is there anything wrong?" she asked. I nodded.
"Um, yeah, he's having trouble breathing," I spoke for Justin, who was starting to wheeze a little. One look at his face, and you could tell he was really uncomfortable. She took her stethoscope from around her neck and listened to his lungs.
"You sound like you're having a mild Asthma attack," she informed us. He nodded and coughed violently.
"Are you having any problems other than the Asthma?" she asked, concerned.
"I don't feel good," he mumbled, then coughed some more.
"I'll be right back," she said, and rushed out of the room. She came back with her nurse tray. She took out the ear thermometer and took his temperature.
"Oh my gosh," she said when she read it, then looked at us.
"His fever's 104.2. Had he ever had fevers this high or higher?" she asked. We both nodded.
"When he had double Pneumonia, yes," Scooter answered.
"But out of the blue like this?" she asked.
"No, he's always sick when they get that high," I answered. She took a deep breath, like she had a feeling this was not going to end well.
"I'm gonna talk about getting a breathing treatment for you," she said to Justin. He nodded.
"But don't take your inhaler right now, because you have a bronchodilator in your Oxygen," she said. "Which should be working,"
she mumbled under her breath. I started to feel a little anxious.
"I'm gonna go talk to the doctor. I'll be right back," she said, and left quickly.
"I don't have a good feeling about this," Scooter whispered to me. I nodded.
"Me, neither."

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[TheBabygirl517]

aww poor justin.

[4everjonas33]

uh ohh..... Poor Justin I swear the kid never gets a break.... him and jazzy are so cute though(: I love it! hahaha MORE!

[bmwlittlebratt123]

more!