Alexa’s POV
I was sitting down, bored to freaking death. It was clear I didn’t belong here. I couldn’t even play Angry Birds because Kate, my lovely sister, decided to confiscate my phone until the end of this thing because of that very reason. I turned to face her.
“Kate can I-”
“Shut up! Can’t you see I’m trying to listen” she hissed while scowling at me. She then turned and continued to stare are him.
If you hadn’t already guessed, I was at some stupid Justin Bieber interview. Look, I have nothing against him, and I admit he’s pretty good looking, but I’m no ‘Belieber’. I really didn’t get the point of this; couldn’t Kate just watch him from her laptop?
My thoughts were interrupted by Kate squealing and I cringed. I’d heard enough squealing, crying and fan-girling for a life time today. How the hell did Justin Bieber put up with this?! Suddenly Kate pinched me. Hard.
“Oww!” I yelled. I turned to Kate angrily; ready to rip her hair off. She had managed to pinch me in the exact spot where she hit my hand with a baseball bat yesterday. And to add to the pain, she had just got a new manicure and had dangerously sharp fake nails on.
“What the fuck?!” I screamed with my fists clenched.
Kate just looked at me, looking star struck. Wait a second… She wasn’t looking at me, she was looking behind me. I slowly turned my head and saw the man himself, Justin Bieber, looking very confused.
I slowly noticed everyone’s eyes on me.
“So…do you want to ask me a question?” Justin asked.
“What?” I asked, more confused than ever.
“Um you got chosen to ask me a question…”Justin explained like it was the most obvious thing in the world. They probably mentioned this when I wasn’t listening.
“She’s probably in shock” the interviewer said, smiling a smile faker than what I thought was ever possible.
“Ask him a question! Or else I’ll tell mom” my sister hissed in my ear, making me jump. I gulped. Let me explain. My sister had caught me sneaking back in from a party I wasn’t supposed to go to last week and had a picture on her phone to prove it. Evil little bitch.
“Haha um…will you go with me to my prom?” I joked and smiled. I couldn’t think of a proper question so I just went with it.
Justin laughed and smiled at me flirtatiously. Wait. What?!
Justin’s POV
I smiled at her flirtatiously.
“Hell yes” I said and winked at her. She was freaking gorgeous. Brown hair, brown eyes, tanned skin, long, long legs.
I heard a few gasps from the audience. She just looked at me, confused.
“What’s your name sweetheart?” I asked.
“Alexa” she replied casually. Now I was confused. Usually fans hyperventilated or squealed if I called them sweetheart. Actually they just squeal for no reason what so ever.
“Justin!” the interviewer called, seemingly annoyed. Oh yeah, probably cos I was wasting the interview time.
“I’ll talk to you after this” I whispered in her ear and she smiled. After that I casually continued the interview.
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Today Was Unexpected (Justin Bieber Love Story)
Hayran KurguShe didn't want this. She wasn't a 'Belieber'. She didn't actually want him to take her to prom. No one thought he would say yes. And NO ONE predicted that they would fix each other. But..... There was always a but...