My name is Justin. You might know who I am. Actually, you do. Everyone does. I'm a teenage heartthrob with a great singing voice—If I might add.
Have you ever experienced love at first sight? Have you ever had that feeling where you just want to keep someone in your arms forever? Well, that happened to me about a year ago.
It was a hot August day in Atlanta. I was just shopping with my friend Ryan when I saw her. It hit me like a ton of bricks. I thought to myself; this is the girl. I need to make her mine. So I walked up to her and "accidentally" dropped a couple of shirts off the counter that was right next to her. The shirts flew off the counter and landed on her feet. Bull's eye.
"Oh, man. I'm sorry babe." I said. Babe? Smooth.
She giggled. My god, she was beautiful. Her wavy black hair rested on her shoulders and her eyes here a beautiful shade of green. They were so green, they freaked me out.
"No, no. It's fine." She smiled at me with those amazing green eyes piercing at mine. Yeah, she wanted to tap this.
Folding the shirts and placing them back on the counter, I said, "So, what is a pretty girl like yourself shopping alone?" I have her a smile. I knew she wouldn't be able to resist. I wouldn't be surprised if she pounced on me and started making out with me right here. If I were her, I would. I'm fucking beautiful.
"I'm just getting something for my friend. It's her birthday soon." I bit my lip. She was hot as hell.
"Oh, well you look like a fun person to hang out with. Maybe I'll give you my number if you want me to."
"You don't even know my name." she said matter-of-factly.
"Well maybe we should introduce ourselves. I'm Justin. You are?"
"Wait. Are you… Justin Bieber? The singer? My name is Emma."
"Yeah, Emma. I am Justin Bieber. So, that phone number?"
She wrote her phone number on a receipt he found in her purse. "Don't loose that. It's sacred."
"Oh, I'll keep it safe. Promise." I winked. She laughed.
We both said our goodbyes and I met up with Ryan.
"Where the hell were you?" Ryan asked. He sounded confused.
I showed him Emma's number. "Met a girl."
"That's my boy. Let's go." Ryan said. We fist-bumped.
I am truly awesome. I just got the love of my life's phone number. I know we're meant to be.