Vanessa's Point of View:

"RYAN! Don't! I don't wanna meet him!"

My best friend Ryan Butler was pulling me to meet his other best friend before his concert. Yeah, Ryan Butler has only 1 best friend who is a singer and on tour. The fag goes by Justin Bieber. I didn't want to meet this guy! Ryan kept telling me that he was a great guy and I would like him once I met him. Bullshit. I just let Ryan pull me around with him anyways.

"Hey! Justin! Here! I brought Vanessa with me today!"

I looked over to Ryan's face to see a huge smile on it. Maybe it's not so bad meeting Justin. It was just for 3 hours, then I can go home. I could take it to see Ryan's smile. He's been sad recently. I forced a smile on my face and walked forward. Justin did a hand shake with Justin. I stood here, feeling a little awkward. Here he was, Justin Bieber. He didn't look all that "godly sexy" like my friends had described him to be when they met him.

Justin turned to me and opened his arms for a hug. I looked over to Ryan feeling a little unsure. He smiled at me and mouthed "move" motioning for me to move forward. I looked back at Justin, smiled and gave him a hug. Justin's hand was a little too low for a first time hug. Way to low. It was on my ass. I pulled back instantly but he didn't let go. I pushed him back instead. He smiled at me sheepishly and flipped his hair.

I looked around, the stage was being set up, dancers were warming up, people checking the lights, mics, then I see the big heart from above. What the actual fuck? Is he trying to get himself killed? Wait. Why am I caring? One less girl playing jerk, right?

"VANESSAA. Earth to Vanessa!"

I jerked my head in Ryan's direction. I guess I got too deep in thought at all these crazy things around me. I'm 16 and I have never been to a concert before. Not because I couldn't afford it, mainly because I was never too crazy about an artist to spend hundreds of dollars just to hear them lip sync to the songs I've heard all before.

"Yeah? Sorry.. I spaced out."

I admitted while looking at Ryan and Justin. They were just starring at me.

"Oh, Justin asked if you wanted to be the "One Less Lonely Girl" for tonight's show?"

The OLLG? And possibly get attack by fans afterward? No thanks. That was probably the best way I know other than to date Justin himself to get hurt and hated by girls for no goddamn reason. I'm not crazy. Nor a "belieber". I've heard about what happened to Justin's 'Baby' co star… And that lumpy Kardashian girl. Too much butt implants and one day they will pop when you try to sit down.

"No, thank you. You should pick a different girl."

I replied back looking into Justin's eyes. I will admit one thing. His eyes are beautiful. I'm a sucker for brown and blue eyes.

"I want you to be that girl."

Justin insisted. I kind of want to be on stage… I don't have stage freight. How many times in your life do you get offered a chance to be sung to on stage by the hottest pop star of the year? Slim to none. And by hottest I meant… Biggest… No that sounded wrong. I meant the most popular!

"Sure… I suppose." I agreed.

Why miss the chance? I looked over to Ryan and he was smiling. Good. I'm pretty much meeting Justin for his sake. Now, I'm starting not to regret it so much. I'm not a "belieber" but, I'm not the hater I once was. I never hated him because of his voice. Never thought he sounded like a girl. I just… I know he's a cocky jerk and player. Why wouldn't he be? He's 16, every female out there loves him. Fuck bitches, get money. Just kidding. Well… Fine! I wasn't! But isn't that every guy's dream? Fuck every girl out there and get paid doing so or just getting paid for doing what you do.

The show was starting soon. I could hear the fans from outside this thick building. Justin handed me some ear plugs earlier saying I would need it. He was right. I kept them in my pocket planning to put them on when I get on that stage with him. I didn't know what to expect. I've never seen any of his concerts videos on YouTube before.

The show began. He was doing his thing out there while I was backstage watching it all. Ryan was with me. Everyone was running around backstage, making sure his next outfit was there for him so he can change into it as quick as possible. Making sure that big heart and hot air balloon basket for ready for when they were needed. Music blasting, screams giving me a headache.

"It'll be fun. Caitlin said so. She got him to sing to her on stage before. It was a blast for her. You'll have fun too."

Ryan said as he hugged me. I put the ear plugs into my ear and got ready. Justin said he was going to come get me and bring me out on stage with him.

"Alright… Here he comes."

Justin was walking towards me as Ryan was standing here smiling. It was a different kind of smile… More of a sad one? I don't know. I'll ask him about it after. I had to go now. Justin pulled me on stage and my headache was getting worst every second. Too many girls were screaming. Good thing there was a stool on stage for me to sit on while he danced around.

Once I got past the headache, it was actually a great experience. Justin would come around and caress me a couple of times, hug me, kiss me, only light kisses. I guess he didn't need any more drama in his life. The arena looked even bigger from where I was. the lights, fans, posters, really bright lights making it some what hard to see the crowd. I had a great time! No wonder people wasted money on these concerts! I was all smiles the whole time. I really like the song "One Less Lonely Girl" now.