As soon as I reached my bedroom last night I told my best friend maddie everything. I honestly think she was more jealous than happy for me.
Just to clarify my parents are the owner of Legacy Recording Studio, a very successful studio. And last night we had our annual dinner where we rent out a restaurant and invite all the artist that are signed to the studio to have dinner.
This year however I got lucky enough to get a seat across from Justin bieber.
I decided to go to the studio just to chill. I sat in the lounge watching some football game on the tv and drinking Starbucks till someone walked in.
It was my dad and justin. "My Brooklyn watching football!" My dad teased as he grabbed a energy drink from the frige.
"Oh shut up." I said. "Well I gotta sort threw papers in my office, if you need anything call me." My dad said as he walked out.
Justin sat down on the couch beside me. He knocked his neck back and closed his eyes.
"Tired bieber?" I asked hitting his shoulder.
"Very." He responded massaging his temples.
"Well you seem tense. Here have your back face me." I said.
He turned so his back so it faced me. I started to massage his back. "Shoot, you have knots everywhere." I said.
His back muscles felt amazing and I had to use everything in me to not go crazy.
"That should be good for now but I would definitely put a heat pad on your back." I said turning him back around.
"Alright doctor Brookie." He said with a smile.
"How was recording today?" I asked getting up from the couch.
"It was good I guess. Got a lot done." He said.
"That's good." I responded getting a drink of my Starbucks.
"You went to Starbucks without me!" Justin said with a hurt face.
"You were recording when I got it!" I said.
"Well how about this, I treat you to brunch at panera bread." Justin said with a smile.
"Why not." Me and justin then left out for panera bread.
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"So how come I've never met your brother?" Justin asked as he sipped his spite.
"Oh he went off to college. He doesn't really enjoy the star life so he got away." I said.
"I don't blame him. It can all get very overwhelming." Justin said.
"Justin I have a question."
"Well I got a answer ms. Brooklyn." Justin responded.
He gave his killer smile and I lost it.
"Why are you so fucking sexy." I said without thinking. I quickly realized what I said and covered my mouth.
This made him laugh. "Well Brooklyn it al-" he started but I stopped him.
"Don't answer that, just ignore I said it." I said.
"Oh no, I'm not gonna ignore it. I now know we kinda have mutual feelings towards one another." He said.
"Are you gonna hold that against me forever?" I whined.
"Hell yeah." He said with a chuckle.
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We finished eating and headed back to the studio.
We were on out way till I realized someone was following us.
"Justin, that black cars following us." I said kinda scared.
He looked in his rear mirror. "Fucking paparazzi." He said under his breath.
"Justin I'm getting scared." I said.
"Hey calm down." He placed his hand on my thigh and made a sharp turn right.
The car also made a right. He then made a left and the car followed.
He said a couple things under his breath then took a back road and made multiple turns. We were able to loose the car.
He put the car in park and looked over at me.
"Hey, are you ok?" He asked holding my now shaking hand.
"Yeah." I lied. I've always have had nightmares of someone following me. It creeps me out.
"Don't worry about them. Paparazzi will never hurt you. Especially if I'm here." He said putting his full attention on me.
"Alright." I said looking back into his eyes.
"Now let's get back to the studio." He started his car and pressed on the gas.
