A Long Time Coming

Chapter Twenty Eight

Justin's POV

I woke up on the couch in my studio. Apparently, I had fallen asleep here and no one cared to wake me up.

"Anyone here?" I called out in my groggy, morning voice.

No one answered. I went to grab my phone, but I couldn't find it anywhere. I sprang off the couch and searched the cushions, under the couch, the table, and the studio itself. I patted all over my pants, and it was in my pocket. I exhaled, feeling stupid.

As I opened my phone, I heard a continuous, scream-like noise. I raised my head in realization and made my way to a window.

My eyes slowly grew as I looked outside. There were thousands of screaming girls.

"Great." I muttered to myself. I was feeling kind of trapped. I took a deep breath and talked myself through my options. "Okay, you can either go out there, talk with them, take pictures, have a chance of never getting to leave, or sit in here and wait for someone to come for you."

I bit my lip in a thinking manner and decided to go for it. Who knows how long it would take for someone to get here, plus, I love fans.

A thought occurred to me before I left the building. "Morning(: are you by any chance at my studio?" If Liv was here, we could go hang out.

"morning(: no, i'm not." I was a little upset, but it's probably a good thing because I'll, most likely, get followed and I don't think the girls would like it if I left with someone. Plus, I don't want Liv getting scared off.

I opened the door, just a crack, and the screams doubled in sound. I closed my eyes, bracing myself for what's next. I don't have a megaphone or anything, so they will just have to quiet down to listen to me.

I stepped outside and was nearly knocked over with the hugs I received. I hugged them back before starting to talk, but I could hardly hear myself. "Thank you, guys, so much. You can hug me later, but I need to talk to everyone right now and my voice isn't very loud. Do you think you could help me quiet everyone down?" I gave them my classic smile, and they were all in awe that I was talking to them.

Each one of them nodded their heads and proceeded shhing everyone. It was quieting down, but not much, until one fan screamed at the top of her lungs. "EVERYBODY, SHUT UP. JUSTIN HAS SOMETHING TO SAY AND HE CAN'T SAY IT IF YOU'RE BEING LOUD. LET OUR BABY SPEAK."

I was a little surprised because she was so small, but so loud. I couldn't hold back my laugh. Almost immediately, I could talk due to the quiet crowd.

"Thank you all for coming out here. I didn't expect this, but it was a nice thing to wake up to." I was shouting as loud as I could. "I know each of you wants to see me and I want to see each of you, so that's what we'll do. If it takes all day, I will see every one of you. I need you to get in a line, though. Please, don't push and shove or anything, because I promise I will see you. Even if you're the last one." I smiled and they all screamed. "We need to be quiet though." They all quieted down and I smirked.

For the next 7 hours, I met with fans. It was probably the best day I've had in a while. I took pictures, laughed, signed things, talked, hugged. It was super chill and everyone was really nice. Everyone fangirled about my messy hair. They all were very respectful. Of course, there were some that cried, but there always is. I haven't had for many opportunities like this-- to just meet with fans, alone, and not feel rushed and be able to actually talk to them. My fans are great people, like I would definitely hang out with them.

There were about 10 people left in line, and everyone else was standing around, talking and taking pictures and crying. Even after they met me, everyone stayed around.