My Best Friend's Brother (Justin Bieber Love Story)

Twelve

I stood where I could see a and looked out at the thousands of screaming girls. I smile as they chant Justin's name. Cody performed and then Carly. When the countdown started, the whole building shook as they screamed and shrieked. Justin was jumping up and down, waiting for the go. He was attached to his wings and smiled at me. I wasn't waiting to go out because I was an extra in case someone couldn't. I look at all the Beliebers then back at Justin.

"You'll do great, Jay," I say, kissing his cheek.

He smiles and then the lights dim. He is carried down and starts to sing. I smile as the crowd goes wild. They reach for him and he starts to dance and sing. Halfway through, Justin turns around and throws up. I gasp and he jogs off stage.

"Justin, are you okay?" I ask.

"Milk was a bad choice. I should really listen," he says, chuckling.

"Justin Drew Bieber," I say, shaking my head. He smiles and they clean off the stage.

He finishes with Believe and I had tears in my eyes. It was a beautiful song that I know he wrote from the bottom of his heart. He comes off and he was sweaty. We cheer and he beams at us.

"You did wonderful, Justin!" Pattie says, kissing his cheek.

"On to Vegas!" Scooter says, smiling at all of us. Justin throws his arm around my shoulders and we go to the bus.

I laugh when he tries to kiss me and I shove him playfully.

"Take a shower and then we'll talk," I say, smiling at him. He puckers his lips and I roll my eyes. I kiss him and he scoops me up in his arms.

I laugh as he lays me down and he hovers above me on his hands and knees. He tossed his shirt to the side and I crinkle my nose.

"You know you love me," he chuckles.

"Yeah, when you smell good," I say. "Jay, you are all sweaty. Yes, it is slightly attractive, but it also smells bad."

He pouts and leaves to the bathroom. I smile to myself and stand up. I pick up the picture of Justin and I at formal. I smile at it, kissing it gently. I set it back in my bag and change into shorts and a tank top. I lay down and turn on the tv. I was watching Pretty Little Liars when Justin comes out with a towel around his waist.

He smiles at me and turns in a circle.

"Am I to your preference now, beautiful?" he asks. I bite my lip with a smile.

"Hmm. Maybe," I say. "You need to come over here first."

He smiles at me and walks over to me. His chest glistened with the water from the shower. He gets on top of me and smiles. I smile and take in a deep breath. I pull back and smile.

"Smells amazing," I say, biting my lip.

"Anything else to your liking?" he asks, his lips brushing mine. I smile and kiss him.

"Everything," I mumble. I wrap my arm around his neck and kiss him again.

He smiles under the kiss and runs his fingers through my hair.

"Do you realize how long I have waited to finally run my fingers through your hair, beautiful?" he whispers. "Ever since that day in fourth grade when you gave me that valentine and skipped away."

I smile and blush. "Why that day?"

"Because your beautiful brown hair was flowing down your back and it bounced with life," he says, brushing it from my face.

I blush and lean into his hand. He tilts my head back up and kisses my sweetly. My head spun and my heart raced. I smile and lay back down. He reaches for the hem of my shirt.