Before you begin reading, I want to remind you that Justin and Jamie are Canadian so they know at least a decent amount of French. I'm not a fluent speaker, but in the story they will sometimes speak a little French. Don't worry, if you don't understand the language, I provide a translation at the end of the paragraph it's in.

Enjoy! :)

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< Chapter 24: I Love You Because... >

♥ Justin's POV: ♥

"Jamie!" I called for my beautiful girlfriend who was currently taking forever to get ready. It was 2am and we were supposed to leave on my private jet to LA so I can arrive early in the morning for rest and rehearsals. Jamie took it upon herself to pack more than necessary, considering we'll only be there for the weekend.

Thankfully, Jamie's parents let her go with me because they apparently trust me and they know she'd be safe with me and the crew.

"Babe!" I called for her again, grabbing my bag and Jamie's heaviest one so I can drag it to the limo. Last time I saw her, she was upstairs trying to brush her hair and changing into new clothes. I had waited in the living room for almost an hour, eating a quick snack in the middle of the night.

I swung my bag over my back and dragged Jamie's stuff to the porch. Getting out the house keys, I looked for the one that closes the front door and stood there, patiently waiting for my babe.

"Jamie!" I repeated and heard her footsteps approach downstairs.

"I'm here, I'm here, don't call the cops," she rolled her eyes and I smirked sheepishly. She picked up one of her other bags and exited the house looking like a princess. She wore a beautiful, yet casual salmon pink dress on with matching shoes. She had a ribbon holding up her hair and a sparkling bracelet rested on her wrist, causing me to recognize it instantly.

"Hey, is that the bracelet I gave you when we were 16 two years ago?" I asked curiously, taking her hand and holding her arm up to admire it.

"Yes sir," she smiled cutely, making me wish I could kiss the fuck out of her.

"I didn't know you still wear it," I said, focusing on the object. There was a small silence and the sudden quietness made me look up. Her eyes stared into mine, cheeks flushed pink and lips curled up in an embarrassed smile. I returned a bigger smile and pulled her closer by the hand I already held onto. My other hand reached up and pushed a strand of hair over her ear. "What, babe?" I whispered, gazing at her intently.

"I wear it because it means a lot to me," she admitted, shyly looking down. My index finger lifted her head up by her chin, forcing her to look back at me.

"How so?" I ask curiously.

"How so? Umm... Well I, uh... I liked you back then. I mean, I thought I did. I was confused, though, because I didn't know if it was right to like you. You're my best friend, Justin and I'm scared to lose you. So when you gave me this, it made me feel like you at least cared.." she spoke softly.

"Jamie, I've always cared, and I always will be your best friend. Always have, always will. And I'll promise another thing; I will never stop loving you. You're everything to me and I desperately want you to realize that. You will never, ever lose me," I explain, pecking her lips. I watch as her smile spreads wider on her face and before she can say anything, a car honking interrupted us.

"You two ready yet?" Kenny shouted from the limousine in his seat beside Scooter. I sighed and turned to face them.

"Yeah, Kenny, we're coming," I shout back, taking Jamie's hand again. We picked up the bags and headed into the limo. Even though we said goodbye to both Jade and Danny, I spotted them waving to us through the window. Jamie waved back and rested her head on my shoulder as the limo began moving. I instantly adjusted and cuddled her into my chest.

"We have a 5 hour ride.." she said tiredly.

"5 glorious hours together," I grin, stroking her hair. She laughed and looked up at me, causing me to stare into her gorgeous hazel eyes.

"Can't wait," she said, calmer and softer as if meaning every word.

"I love you," I smiled, leaning down so our lips hovered.

"Bon. Parce que je t'aime aussi," she winked, inching closer so our lips were brushing against each other.

[Translation (French): Good. Because I love you too.]

"You're so cute when you talk français," I whispered into her mouth.

"What do you expect? It's the language of love," she said, staring at my lips.

"Oh la la," I smirked, licking her bottom lip. I heard Scooter coughing in the seat in front of us and I looked up to see both him and Kenny staring at us. They had smiles on their faces but Kenny's was a little too creepy.

"Shut up, Scooter," Kenny smacked his arm, "let them kiss.. They're so cute together."

I caught Jamie blushing and she hid her head on my chest.

"Right... Sorry... Carry on?" Scooter chuckled and I gave him a goofy grin, then cupped Jamie's face on my hand and turned her head so she faced me.

"Ignore them, they're idiots," I whispered, pressing my lips onto hers carefully. She kissed back, both hands on my chest and holding me firmly. The arm that wasn't holding her head was wrapped around her body protectively as I pressed my lips harder into hers. As I inserted my tongue in her mouth, I heard Scooter let out a groan, making me smirk into the kiss.

We got into a heated make out session, Jamie ruffling my hair and me squeezing her butt firmly. It went on for what felt like a heavenly forever until we both had to catch our breaths. We pulled away, breathing heavily into our glued bodies. I shifted my gaze back to Scooter and Kenny only to see their jaws dropped open.

"Umm... Okay... Didn't really need to see that," Kenny stuttered, his eyes wide.

"Damn.." Scooter muttered. I guess they didn't expect that much action. Woops.

"Sorry," I chuckled at their shocked faces. Jamie giggled silently, resting her head on top of me. She had then fell asleep during the rest of the ride and I gave her a piggy back ride into the private jet.

It was very luxurious and beautiful inside. Long, white couches faced each other decorated with green pillow cushions. There were 2 TVs on either side to entertain you along with tables in front of the couches to hold food and drinks. It was always comfortable here and I hope it suits Jamie's needs.

Anyway, after carrying her inside, we laid on the couch there and fell asleep in each other's arms for about three hours until I woke up alone, meaning Jamie had already woken up before me.

I looked around the section of the plane I was in, finding it uncomfortably empty and quiet. I decided to stand up and look for someone, specifically Jamie. I walked along the halls and stopped by the bathroom door. The sound of water running filled my ears and I unconsciously knocked on the door.

"Who?" the voice of an angel spoke after the water sounds disappeared.

"Jamie, it's me," I said through the closed door. There was a silence on the other side before the door unlocked and was opened. My eyes widened as I stared at Jamie, who only wore a bra and panties.

"What do you want?" she smiled lightly, letting my eyes scan her body.

"Y-you," I choked out, and a smirk formed on her face.

"Why am I in love with a pervert?" she rolled her eyes.

"You tell me.."

She stepped closer to me, dragging me inside the bathroom and wrapped her arms around my neck.

"I love you because you care about me," she pecked my lips, "I love you because you brighten my day," she pecked my lips for a longer time, "I love you because of everything we've been through," she gave me another kiss, "I love you because you get me," her lips crashed into mine, then pulled away, "I love you because you know me better than I know myself," she gave me another kiss, "And finally... I love you because I just simply can't live without you," her lips came into contact with mine one last time, sending butterflies all over my stomach. It wasn't only the way her lips felt on mine that was amazing, it was also those touching words she just told me. It really makes me feel like I'm loved, and that's something everyone needs nowadays.

"I can't live without you either," I said when we pulled away. I was speechless, I didn't know what to say.

She smiled her gorgeous smile and pressed our foreheads together. "But, what do you love about me?" she asked and I paused. Why do I love Jamie? That question was too easy, but hard to explain. It's not possible to try to explain to someone how I feel whenever we touch, when we kiss, when we look at each other. How I feel when I think about our baby. The butterflies I get whenever she smiles at me with those twinkling eyes. How having sex with her is simply amazing, and better than anything I've ever experienced. I just love every single detail about her.

"Jamie... You're asking me why I love you?" I clarified.

"Well... I told you why I love you," she said softly.

"But the question you're asking me doesn't have an answer. No words were ever created to explain how I feel about you, Jamie. I don't think there ever will be. My love is too strong for you. But an attempt to answer that would be simply because you're you. And that's why I love you," I spoke with my heart, caressing her cheek lovingly.

"If you love me because I'm me, then what makes me, me?" she asks, blushing at the words I just said.

I smiled at her and began, "Well, that would be the little things. The way you have different smiles for different emotions. When you're sad, I can tell with your sad smile, then there's the smile you do when you tell me you love me. I'll never understand it, but it gives off such amazing signals that sends butterflies through my stomach every time. How uneasy you get when you hear thunder, how your eyes light up whenever you hold a baby in your hands. The way a dimple forms right by your left cheek whenever you smile so wide that it looks like it hurts. How you scrunch up your nose in disgust when you smell a dog's shit."

She laughed a little bit and then I continued, "how your giggles can brighten my day. The way you're feisty when you don't get what you want, how you hate it when I used to called you Wiener from the time you refused to dive into a pool that one day, how you stare at chocolate in a creepy way whenever you want a piece, the way you think you don't look pretty one day even when I tell you that you look amazing, how you argue with me when you're trying to make a point that isn't true, the way you tease me everyday, how I can easily tell when you're vulnerable and that way I can comfort you, the way you know my every thought, that laugh you do when you're extremely happy, the way you dance to your favorite song, how you would show me videos about myself that you find on YouTube, and guess what?"

"What?" she asks, eyes sparkling and an enormous smile on her face.

"I even love it when you call me doofus, or even dork," I grinned and I swear I just saw her eyes water with happy tears. "And the lists goes on and on because I love you when you're yourself, babe. I love you because you're just a normal girl that's overly beautiful but doesn't know it. That, Jamie, is why I love you more than anything in this world. And no one will ever, ever come close to changing that," I finished, kissing the tip of her nose.

Her smile was so wide, I could easily see that dimple I was talking about on her left cheek. I hugged her body and kissed her passionately, putting my heart into it. We shared an extremely emotional kiss for us both and then in the swift of a movement, Jamie shut the door closed and grabbed me firmly, pressing me up against the door that was now locked.

"Je t'aime too much, Justin," she smiled, kissing my neck. Her body pressed closer into mine and I let out a small moan. I felt her hands wander down to my pants and play with my belt. Her lips came crashing down into mine desperately and the next thing I know, I was in only my boxers.

"What.. What are you doing?" I asked, my chest rising up and down, out of breath.

"Do you not want to take a shower with me?" she asked seductively, running her hands down my bare chest.

"I do now," I smirked, kissing her harshly while unhooking her bra and letting it fall to the floor. I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist while slipping off my boxers. I walked closer towards the shower and turned on the water.

The fun began after I took her panties off.

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I didn't put in a translation for the first time Justin said something in French and the second time Jamie spoke French because it was pretty obvious and more like Frenglish.

Anyway, I'm so sorry I haven't updated. I wish I could but I have lots of schoolwork and homework to add into that. I'll try to update as much as I can but you can't rush the process ;)

Song for this chapter - Little Things by One Direction. Take a listen, it's adorable :')

On the side:

- A picture of the interior of Justin's private jet.

- One Direction's "Little Things" lyrics video.