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1~night sessions

It's a Friday night, your friends are in some club partying, and you, well you're only turning 21 in two months. And since Lynn, your sister is at your dad's this weekend, and even your mom is out, probably having more of a blast than you, it's just you at home. So what else is a girl going to do than distract herself from self-pity and your friend's stories, of them having the absolute time of their lives by scrolling through Netflix on the lookout for everything but also nothing at all, it seems.

Hungry for any type of boredom relief you jump right to your phone as you see a notification pop up out of the corner of your eye. It's a text from... Justin. Yes, THE Justin Bieber. You two met at a music video shoot of his. You were cast as an extra, and so were 50 other lucky boys and girls from your grade. You met him in between scenes while getting food from the catering. You guys bumped into each other as you tried to get to the ketchup. Of course, you thought it was kind of planned by him but he still, to this day, wants to act like it wasn't. You followed the "accident" up with a snarky joke to hide the adrenaline rushing through you as soon as you turned around to see it was him. He had a short chuckle with that. You apologized and left to eat your food. The whole shoot on you had these little moments together, he was a fun guy you had to admit. One thing lead to another, he asked you for your number and texted you weeks later as guys do. Though you grew to become good friends through the years actually.

Anyway, Your face has flabbergasted written all over it. He's been acting sort of weird toward you since he again broke up with Selena, his on-off girlfriend for years now. Well, he says he broke it off this time, but who really knows at this point. You don't really have a grasp of their relationship anyway, he'd be telling you bits about it but the truth is between them, them, and the press at least. You couldn't possibly imagine what it'd be like to date THE heartthrob of this generation in front of the whole world like their relationship is a movie and the whole world is watching.

He's inviting you to come to the studio.  Oh, how nerve-inducing. All his singer/musician/rapper/song-writer friends will probably be there as well. Supposedly he wants you to listen to some songs, as he'd do on the regular but rather in his car, his house with "normal" friends around, a party but at the studio? That's new. You got nothing else going on, so you decide to suck it up, change out of your pajamas, put a bit of effort into not looking like you just crawled out of a ditch and are on your way.

Before you leave the car you take another look at yourself, and it's time for a little pep talk "they're not better than you, they probably more concerned with themselves than they are with you." Another big breath and you're out. Unconvinced by your own words you make your way to the door of an office-type building, not too intimidating. You're too shy to try to open the door, so you text him to open it. You haven't felt your stomach this way in a while. He opens the door with a wide smile on his face.

 {IN EDITING}

Justin gives you a wide smile as you walk into the studio. Walking up to Justin who's standing up from the chair right at the mixing table, You look around the room. It appears like he'd be alone in the studio, you weren't expecting that, but you appreciate to be alone with him. All his crew friends are intimidating and make you feel lame with all their success, crazy styles when it comes to clothing and last but not least their awesome creative ability.

"Hey," He mumbles, hugging you dearly. "How are you, Kals?" His wide smile didn't leave his face from the moment you walked in, but he looks exhausted. 

"I'm good, what about you, you look freaking tired." you wonder with a more or less worried undertone in your voice. 

"Thank you, though," He says through a laugh. "No, really, I'm fucking tired. I've been in the studio all day, Scoot, Chris and Khalil already left because they were tired as well."