Lost (A Justin Bieber Love Story)

CHAPTER 1:

Kaylee’s POV:

‘Today’s the day!’ I thought to myself as I pushed my Justin Bieber covers off me, I took a deep breath then slowly got out of bed looking around my room at all my Justin Bieber and One Direction posters that covered my walls in my room. I guess you could say I was a fangirl, oh who am I kidding I am a fangirl! But not a crazy psycho one, no, just a normal fangirl. When I finally managed to get out of bed I grabbed my phone quickly and logged on to twitter typing a quick tweet to my followers:

Today’s the day I get to see one of my idols LIVE!:D #Excited #BelieveTour

 As I finished up my tweet I couldn’t help but smile. Yes, today is the big day, the day I get to see THE one and only Justin Drew Bieber LIVE! Just thinking about it made me dizzy with excitement. Before setting my phone down I looked at the time 10:30 shit! I’m late! I’m supposed to be at the arena in two hours! Even though the concert itself didn’t start until seven me, along with other beliebers had agreed to meet there early to see each other in person and to see if we had a chance to see Justin outside before the concert.

I quickly made a run for my restroom to take a quick shower and get ready, before undressing myself I grabbed my iPhone and played Believe to get me even MORE hyped for the concert than I already was. I got undressed and finally managed to jump in the shower humming along to the music, while it kept playing I couldn’t help but start singing along to it while I washed my hair with my strawberry scented shampoo.

 As long as you love me

We could be starving, we could be homeless, we could be broke

As long as you love me

 I'll be your platinum, I'll be your silver, I'll be your gold

As long as you love, love me, love me

As long as you love, love me, love me

I continued to sing along to Justin’s angelic voice until I was done then I turned off the shower and walked back inside my bedroom to get ready, still letting the music play in the back ground. ‘what to wear, what to wear?’ I asked myself staring at my closet filled with clothes. Okay you might be thinking that with me being a fangirl I would have planned what to wear MONTHS ago, but I was too excited to even think about anything else but Justin and of course the boys of 1D.

“Kaylee! Brenda’s here!” I heard my mom yell at me from downstairs. Thank you god! Now that Brenda was here she could help me finish getting ready, although she might be a bit mad since I still wasn’t ready. Before I had a chance to cross my room to greed her Brenda burst into my room with a huge smile plaster across her face.

“Ready to see JUSTIN FREAKING BIEBER?!” She asks while taking a seat on my bed not noticing me not being ready.

“Umm” I say point at my body which is being covered by a towel

“Kaylee! What the heck? Why aren’t you ready?” she asks frowning at me and crossing her arms. “We’re supposed to be at the arena in half an hour”

“I know, I know and I’m sorry but I overslept. If you help me we can still make it there in time”

“Ugh fine” she says getting up and walking to my closet. “Guessing for the fact that you’re not even dress I’ll go ahead and guess you have NO idea whatsoever of what to wear” she laughs looking at me.

“Nope” I say popping the ‘p’

“Wear this” she says handing me my jean short shorts along with my black shirt  with small flowers printed on it that you tie at the bottom which shows part of my tummy, my bellybutton to be exact. “Along with your black converse, it’ll be cute!” she exclaims.

Considering that Brenda has a really good sense of fashion I listen to her. I mean at least she’s better than me when it comes to fashion that’s why we do all our shopping together, plus as I stand looking at her I have no choice. She’s wearing short shorts as well, black ones with a white tank -top and a red plaid long-sleeved shirt on top which was rolled up to her mid arm and was unbutton, and she had on her converse as well. She looks good!

“Uhh Brenda, you do realize it’s SUMMER in TEXAS right?” I ask as the realization of her wearing long sleeves hits me

“Trust me, once I get hot or see Justin this is coming off!” she laughs pointing at the long-sleeve shirt

“Brenda, he has a girlfriend, and not just A girlfriend but a FAMOUS girlfriend by the name of…oh I don’t know…SELENA GOMEZ!” I sigh

“Yada yada yada” she says waving her hand indicating she doesn’t give a flying fuck about it.

“Fine, I’ll go change” I say picking up my clothes from where Brenda had placed them on my bed and walking inside the bathroom to get ready. As soon as I close the door behind me I star multi-tasking putting on makeup and getting dress at the same time. I usually don’t like wearing much makeup but this time I used a little foundation, a little brush, mascara and eye shadow, just a little bit of everything. When I finally managed to finish my makeup I looked at myself in the mirror and smile. I had decided to let my hair air dry so it fell its natural wavy shape all the way down to my back. The black eye shadow made my grey-green-ish eyes pop. I was satisfied, and I walk out to show Brenda the final result.

“You….Look…..HOT!” She exclaims

“Thanks” I say walking over to my dresser picking up Girlfriend (Justin’s perfume) and spraying it a few times on me, then I pick up my Justin watch and put it on along with my favorite heart shaped necklace which my mom had given me when I was ten. “Okay, let’s go” I say grabbing my purse with everything in there (charger, camera, makeup, perfume{girlfriend}, phone,keys, and gum) and walking out, ready to see my idol.