Vanessa's Point of View:

"Move it over there, babe."

"Justin, I can't. There's no room."

"Well, if you move your leg over there… There will be."

"Then you have to move yours over to the right a little."

"Don't tell me how, I've done this before."

"Just pass me the damn box. I'll set it up."

What were you thinking? We're just putting up the display for the merchandise for Justin's concert.

"No, I'm gonna help you." Justin argued.

"Fine, then can you start putting up the t-shirts?" I asked him.

"VANESSA! You should be getting in your outfit!" Pattie came up behind us.

"Here, just get Alfredo or someone else to do this." Justin said.

"I want to help. I still can't dance yet after all. Doctor says I shouldn't move."

"Well, if you haven't fallen off my bed during last night, we wouldn't be in this situation." I heard Justin mumble to himself.

"What happened, sweetie? I thought your stomach was alright?" Pattie asked with a concerned look on her face.

"Oh it's nothing, I just fell off Justin's bed-" Opps, said too much.

"YOU WHAT?" She freaked.

"Mom, I drove her to the hospital to get her ankle checked out though, I was a perfect gentlemen." Justin tried to distract his mom.

"Plus, we didn't even get that far…" Justin whispered to himself.

I don't think his mom heard him though otherwise she would have said something.

January, a new year. 2011 is going to be good for me. Justin has a worldwide tour planned for this year. It starts in March, after his birthday. Sean will be joining him again. For the whole tour. So that's why I'm sort of here.

Today is just one concert in Italy. Yes, Italian beliebers. Plus, hot guys. I'm not saying that to Justin's face though. I don't plan on cheating on him either, but hey! No one complains about a little eye candy at the beaches.

"Oh, I hope you get better, hun." Pattie gave me a hug.

She's such a mother figure to me. I love her.

"PLACES, PEOPLE! We're gonna start letting people in in 5 minutes!" We all heard Scooter's voice on the intercom.

"Alright, you should be going to your dressing room and get ready for the soundcheck. I can help Vanessa set up these merchandise." Pattie told Justin.

"Kay, see you two in a few." Justin said and went to kiss his mom on the cheek.

"Bye V, I love you." Justin said and grabbed me by my waist to pull me closer and kissed my lips for a few seconds before pulling away.

"Bye, Justin. I'll miss you." I said and smiled at him.

"Oh jeez, you two are so cute!" Pattie emphasized the last word.

"I know Vanessa sure is." Justin said winking at me.

"Oh shut up." I said while blushing.

"Haha, see you guys later." Justin said before turning around.

"Get going!" His mom said and slapped his ass while I laughed.

"That shouldn't be you slapping this ass!" Justin said while pretending to slap his ass.

"Excuse me?" Him mom asked with a serous expression.

"I LOVE YOU BOTH!" Justin said and blew us kisses before running off.

"Boys." She said with a sigh.

"But we can't live without them." I finished.

We laughed about that for a second. Then Pattie helped me unpack some the boxes and we started to pile them onto the shelves for the fans to come in and see, and buy.

We didn't need any conversation between us while doing so. Like everyone else on the team, we didn't feel the need to make pointless conversation to keep things from going awkward. We like this comfortable silence.

I heard Justin's music playing lightly from inside the room were the stage was located. Fans were screaming outside, the faint sound of them chanting Justin's name. How did I get so lucky and end up being in a more than friends relationship with him?

"Oh, these are sick!" I exclaimed when I picked up a box with ballers inside.

Those are like those silicones bracelets that you can get at concerts, support breast cancer ones, etc. At least that's what I think their called.

The bracelet is black, with the words "I heart JUSTIN BIEBER" the heart was in purple, Justin's favorite color while the words were in white. Looks really sick.

"Pattie, do you know how much these are?" I asked.

"Um, not sure. I think maybe $10-$15? Why? You like them?"

"Yeah. They look so cool." I said while digging around for the price sheet somewhere among these boxes.

"Just take one. Justin and the crew wouldn't mind." Pattie told me.

"Nah, I don't wanna be ripping my own boyfriend off." I said.

"Justin wouldn't be happy if he knew you paid for it." Pattie said.

"Well, I wanna support him."

"Just take it, Vanessa."

"Ah, here it is!" I shouted when I found the price sheet.

"$10. A little pricy for rubber." I laughed to myself while taking out my wallet anyway.

"Just take it." Justin appeared out of nowhere.

"No. I'm paying."

"V, seriously. Just take it. I don't need your 10 bucks anyways."

I gave Justin an offended look.

"Here."

Justin took the one I was holding and slipped it around my hand for me.

"From me, to you. A present." He smiled.

"I'm not paying since it's mine."

"Technically, it's not yours."

"Well my teacher taught me that unless your name's on it, it's not yours. It says "I heart Justin Bieber" doesn't it? My name's Justin Bieber, isn't it?" Justin being a smartass.

"Fine. Thank you." I gave up. He always won when it came to giving me stuff.

"He does it cause he loves you." Pattie joined in smiling at me.

"I know, and I love him back with all my heart." I said and gave Justin a hug.

"JUSTIN! JUSTIN! JUSTIN! JUSTIN! JUSTIN! JUSTIN! JUSTIN!" Fans screamed from the stage.

"Better get going." I said and let go of him.

"I love you, bye!" Justin said and waved to us as he left for backstage.