"Hey babe." Justin said as he kissed you on the cheek. You smiled at him and stood up. He was your boyfriend for 3 months already. You were invited by Justin to go with him during his summer tour. You couldn't reject him so you're inside his tour bus. "How's your performance?" you ask as you get him juice. "It was good but not as good when I'm with you." he said and winked afterwards. "Justin!" you shout while giggling. You felt your cheeks turn red. "You're flattered, aren't you?" he said with a smile. You grabbed your bottle of cola and sat next to him. "If I was a fan, I would've melted when you told me that." you said while laughing. "Yeah right." he said. You rest your head against his shoulder. He put his arm around you. You always wanted a sweet, handsome and intelligent boyfriend but you didn't expect this to happen. "I didn't know you would fall in love with me. I'm just a simple teenage girl. I'm not a celebrity or something." you suddenly blurted. He looked at your eyes and you could already feel the butterflies inside your stomach. "Love always finds a way." he replied, still looking directly at your eyes. Then you hugged him. He was a different type of guy. He's the perfect, handsome guy you read in novels or you watch in movies. You were starting to tear up. Justin took out his handkerchief and wiped away the tears from your eyes. "Why are you crying?" he asked you with a concerned expression on his face. "I'm just happy that I have a guy like you in my life." you reply, hugging him again. "And I'm happy that I finally found the girl." he said. Then suddenly, he kissed you on the lips. It was your FIRST KISS. Your first kiss was from Justin Bieber. You could feel your heartbeat racing. It was the most amazing feeling in the world. You had a huge smile on your face. You didn't know how to feel. It was a sudden burst of emotion. He held you hand and looked at you. But he let go when he heard a knock on the door of his tour bus. It was Pattie. Good thing she didn't what happened earlier. "Why are you two here alone? With the door locked?" she asked sternly. "Mom, we were just talking about my performance. Besides, I always lock the door. My fans would to anything to meet me." he said. He looked at you for support. "Yeah. I told him to lock the door. Fans might get in here. Justin's tired." you say. You were trying your best to look like you were saying the truth. "Okay then. If you insist." she said while going out the bus. Justin locked the door once again. "That was close." he said. "Yeah." you agreed giggling. You lay down on one bunk beds at the back. "I'm tired." you shouted. "You're tired? You didn't do anything." Justin said while walking towards you. "If you're receiving 80 death threats a day, wouldn't you be tired too?" you ask while showing him your phone. "You're still receiving death threats? I already tweeted that they should stop sending you that." he said as he handed you your phone. "Well, they decreased from the 500 yesterday." you said. He also layed down beside you. "I'll tweet it again." he said. He got out his phone and then tweeted something. After tweeting he put his phone back to his pocket and then placed his arm around your shoulder. Your head was rested on his chest. "I want to sleep." you said as you looked at him. "Okay." he said. He started to sing Favorite Girl for you. "You are the sweetest guy I've every met." you whisper to him. "And you're the most caring girlfriend I've ever had." he said. You smiled at him and then dozed to sleep.
THE END.
