Lost (A Justin Bieber Love Story)

Chapter 2

Justin’s POV:

“Shit” I say under my breath as I scroll down my mentions on twitter. As I see yet another article about me from TMZ, and not a good one. The article was talking about how I had gone out to a club with Twist the other night and how I came out “Stumbling from drinking too much” according to the article. They continued by saying how I was “Underage drinking” and “Hitting on every girl there”. First of all I wasn’t hitting on anyone, I was being nice by letting a few girls in to the VIP section, plus I have Selena, why would I want another girl. Second I was in FREAKING Europe, last time I check it was LEGAL to drink once you turn 18 and I’m 19 so why the big deal?! Just because I’m JUSTIN BIEBER it’s illegal?! And third I wasn’t stumbling because I was drunk I was stumbling because my damn shoe was untie and there were fans pushing me trying to take pictures along with paparazzi!

I was honestly getting tired of all of this. The fame, the press, the hate, everything. Sometimes I just feel like giving up everything and going back to Canada, going back to being normal. I just couldn’t take it any longer, people are constantly on my case making everything I do a big deal or making it look bad, no matter what I did. Why couldn’t they just focus on what matters the most? My music.  But even if I wanted to give up everything and go back to Canada I know deep inside that I couldn’t do this to my fans, my beautiful, strong, dedicated, supporting, and sometimes crazy beliebers. They always manage to make me smile. I smile as I look at the tweets they were now sending TMZ. Most of them angry with a few profanities defending me, telling them to back off. I couldn’t help but send a tweet to them thanking them:

@justinbieber: Thank u guys for everything, best fans in the world! Love u:) #beliebers #ilovemybeliebers

I smile as my mentions start going crazy with a lot of “We love you too” and “Follow me Justin” I follow a few and respond to a few more before I log off and turn my phone off.

“Sup JB” asks Ryan coming over to were I’m seating. I had almost forgotten that both he and Chaz were on tour with me for the summer.

“Stupid TMZ bro” I say looking down at my phone once more as if to expect more rumors to come.

“Oh you know its all bullshit man. Just focus on you, your fans, your music, and your hot girl Selena!” he exclaims

“Hey!” I say shoving him playfully

“Fine, fine my bad. Let me rephrase that. Focus on your VERY attractive girlfriend Selena” he says with a laugh. “Plus” he continues “We’re in TEXAS bro! Everything’s bigger in Texas!”

“You’re an idiot” I say laughing just as Chaz along with Fredo came walking inside my hotel room.

“Yo! the fans are going CRAZY out there!” says Fredo

“Yeah and may I add they are looking fine!” adds Chaz

“Hey, hey those are MY beliebers you are talking about. Plus they don’t want you, they have ME their BOYFRIEND!” I say as I throw a pillow at him

“You’re dating Selena” says Ryan

“And how exactly does that work?” asks Chaz clearly confuse

“Oh shut up you guys know what I mean!” I say as my phone starts ringing. I pick it up on the third ring to find out it’s Scooter. He’s just calling to check up on me and to tell me that Kenny’s on his way to the hotel to pick us up to go to the arena for the concert which is in an hour and a half. Since I had done sound check in the morning there was no need to stay there so we all just came back to the hotel to chill and relax until we had to go back. Honestly I couldn’t wait for tonight’s concert I just wanted to get lose and sing my heart out to my fans, just to forget about all the negative press I was receiving.