"I gave you attention when nobody else was paying," Man oh man, I can hardly hear a thing over all these screams.

"I gave you the shirt off my back, whatcha saying? To keep you warm," fuck, he looks so hot. Can he take that shirt off his back or what?

"I showed you the game everybody else was playing, thats for sure," Shit, stop. you hate him. he doesn't look hot he looks like a dick.

a hot dick.

like a dick on fire.

"and I was on my knees when nobody else was praying," Oh lord. fuck it, I need to talk to him. face it, Grace, you're having major Bieby withdrawals.

"You want a glass?" Rudy, Maia's Bae, says as he holds a tray of of wine.

"Is Justin Bieber performing right now?"I ask as I swipe a glass from the tray.

"yes..."

"well then there's your answer babe," and I down the glass. just. like. that. I literally didn't breath. I just necked it. I didn't even like take multiple swallows, you know what I mean. It just all when down before I blinked my eyes. fkn alcoholic.

"well damn, you wannanother one or....." He said wide eyed but with a smile.

"Is Justi-"

"Tru," he says as he picks up a glass as well before we both down them together.

* F * R * I * E * N * D * S * H * I * P *

~how to be an adult 101~

"okay we're going to pretend we didn't just do that and grab another one and drink it at a reasonable place this time, right?" he says handing me another glass.

"You just read my mind, Rudy," we cheers our glasses and he walks away with his, now empty, tray. I'm so embarrassing. but you know what?

now I've got the confidence to do THIS.

(ah shit I forgot how to do my symbol again hold on)

•

I want to talk to you

I know you are performing

but can I talk to you somehow?

•

I hope I don't regret that.

"I need you the most,

Thank you everyone! Now lets hear it for Skrillix!" He then runs off the stage and I grip onto my phone like its.... well my phone...

Aw man, Im fucked already. stupid Lightweightedness.

OH SHIT HE READ IT.

OH NO HES NOT TYPING. WHY ISNT HE TYPING. I CAN SEE HE SAW IT 2 SECONDS AGO! SURELY IT WOULDNT TAKE HIM THIS LONG TO READ MY MESSAGES! HE MUST HATE ME. OMG HE HATES ME AND WANTS ME TO DI-

oh look the 3 dots.

•

Whats the drill?

"okay okay, damn!" I say out loud, as if he can hear me. I put my phone back into my clutch before I set off in search for the orange in man.

WOW I'm drunk. I hope I don't fuck up again.

"HELLO there, Mister, my names Grace, whats yours?!" he laughs as I stick out my hand.

"I'm Pedro," he says as he shakes it, "I was wondering how long it would take for you to come over here," wait wha

"whatchu mean, Pedro?"

"Well when Justin said... actually forget it, follow me," he says and before I can question him, he turns around and walks towards curtain, revealing a million and one people with headphones on. theres also a lot of wires and cords and shit. and theres a food table over there.

"through here," he says, standing in front of a door with JB written on it in his Purpose font.

"Thanks Pedro, your a good chap," he laughs and shakes his head before walking away. Did I just call him chap? how fucking embarrassing.

I take a deep breath as I touch the door handle. what am I doing, what am I doing, what the fuck am I doing. I slowly turn the knob, and when I say slowly I mean fucking S-L-O-W-L-Y.

I need to think about what Im going to say, I suppose I should start with hello... or do I just start questioning him? no thats stupid.. I only half like 20 minutes until midnight anyway WTF DO I-

the knob moves from my hand and my eyesight is blessed with the most beautiful boy who has ever stepped foot into my life.

no, not cameron Dallas.

"You uh... were taking too long to turn the knob... so I opened the do-ommpf," I attack him with a hug. I missed Justin's hugs. I missed Justin.

"I missed you," he mumbles into my hair. Reading my mind like he always does. I nod in agreeance. His grip on me gets tighter and tighter the longer we stay like this, until he finally breaks away, "listen about the AMAs night, I was-"

"Hey look, we can talk about it later I just-"

"No listen," he says shocking me a little and I stay silent wanting to hear what he wants to say so badly, "nothing happened okay I swear, I was mad at first because of what happened the day before yes, and I admit, I went into that room at first with the intention to sleep with that girl. But once I closed the door behind me and turned around to see a girl with boring brunette hair and brown eyes, not wearing a long red beautiful dress and who wasn't being rude to me nonstop with the actual intention of being head over heels for me like I am her. I simply couldn't follow through, let alone even touch her once. Point is, she wasn't you. No one is you. You're you, okay. So I left the room almost immediately in an angry state of mind and then I saw you and you saw me and you didn't give me any time to explain. and you haven't been answering any of my messages or calls and I'm so glad that you're here because I needed to as-"

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

NO FUCK!

"JB you're on!" A woman yells from the other side of the door. fucking slut.

I blink away the tears that were lingering in my sockets and wipe them away before he can see them. Regardless of the fact that his eyes are just as glazed over as mine...

fucking pussy.

"Ill be right back," he says with his hand around my neck and I nod, still not speaking, before he quickly runs out of the room. I stay standing there for a moment, in absolute silence until I hear a muffled TEN, being shouted. I open the door, finding it to be a hell of a lot louder out here.

NINE.

I walk past the food table, without taking anything from it.

EIGHT.

I lied I took a marshmallow.

SEVEN.

I walk past a few more crew member who all nod at me with smile. SO NICE!

SIX.

I wonder if anyone is looking for me in Johnny's pit.

FIVE.

I probably should've told someone I was leaving, that was stupid of me.

FOUR.

I approach the side stage and I can see Justin with a microphone in his hand. He turns almost immediately when I get there, almost as if he could sense my damn presence.

THREE.

He yells into the microphone with a big smile.

TWO.

He turns back to the audience, still holding his smile.

ONE. HAPPY NEW YEAR!

He yells with his hands in the air and the audience erupts into screams and yells. I can't help but smile as he encourages some guy in the audience to mack on with the girl next to him. Classic Justin.

"Okay, I'll be right back guys," huh, I thought he was supposed to perform at midnight??11?1?!? He begins to make his way offstage, towards the wing I am in and he smiles at me whilst I give him a confused look.

"what are you doing?!" I yell, because its so loud and he's still a few meters away from me, "You're supposed to perform you idiot!"

"Not without this," he says semi loudly before he approaches me, wrapping his left arm tightly around my waist before pulling my head closer to his with his free hand. The last thing I can see is his smile before he pulls me in for our long awaited kiss.

and let me tell you, those fireworks out side have nothing on what I'm feeling right now.

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Well ahhhh, there you have it. Only took me 51 chapters, but they got there eventually. Sorry if that wasn't all you hoped for, I can re write it if it was sucky, I honestly don't mind.

Also THANKS FOR16k MY DUDES!!!