"Hi, I'm Justin Bieber," Justin said, walking up to her bedside after setting his guitar down. She nodded and watched his every move with her smoldering ocean blue eyes.
"I know. Wow, I can't believe you're really right there," he smiled and shrugged.
"I don't want to be anywhere else," they smiled at each other, staring into the eyes of the other.
"So, why did you pick me as your one wish?" Justin asked a few hours later from his spot at the end of her bed. She sighed and shrugged.
"There's something about you... I honestly can't explain it. Plus, I think you're cute and you can sing," he blushed and avoided eye contact.
"Thanks. Speaking of, want me to sing you a song?" she nodded.
"Yeah," he smiled and stood up, walking over and grabbing his guitar. He walked back over and sat down, making sure his guitar was tuned.
"Any requests?" she thought for a second.
"Favorite girl," he nodded and smiled.
"I love that song," she smiled and waited. He took a deep breath before starting to strum softly, listening intently to the notes before singing.
"I always knew you were the best, the coolest girl I know. So prettier than all the rest, the star of my show," it was so easy for him to sing this to her. It scared him slightly.
"My favorite girl, my favorite girl," he finished and looked up at her with his brown eyes, through his long brown hair. She smiled at him.
"That was... amazing," he blushed.
"Thanks," he looked over at the clock on her bedside table and stood up.
"It's getting late, I should probably go," her face fell and she looked at him sadly.
"Oh, alright," Justin bit his lip and sighed.
"Do you have a cell phone?" he asked her. She looked at him confused and nodded, picking it up from her table.
"Yeah, why?" he reached into his back pocket and produced his phone before taking hers and handing his to her.
"Put your number in mine and I'll put my number in yours. That way, when I call you... you'll know who it is," her eyes widened but she did it anyway. They exchanged phones once they were done and Presley smiled up at him.
"Thank you, for making my wish come true. And for making this the best day ever," he smiled and leaned down, hugging her tightly. They stayed that way for a few seconds before Justin started pulling back. He hesitated before kissing her cheek softly.
"I'll call you," he whispered before turning and walking out of the room. Biting her lip, Presley reached up and touched her tingling cheek.
"Looks like someone had fun," Presley looked up and smiled at Dr. Reynolds.
"Only the best day of my life,"