Supermodel (Justin Bieber).

Six.

Justins Pov~

"I'm here", I say into the phone. I hear Scooter sigh, "Don't embarrass the team". I smile through the phone, "Fuck you Scoot". I hang up and walk through the back doors. I whip my hair back and crack my knuckles, and prepare to act fake. I smile at people as they greet me, and shake my hand. I take pictures with a few people, and feel myself die inside when doing so. I roll my eyes and rush to the bar, quickly getting the man behind the counter attention quickly. I rise my eyebrows, "Get me a beer". The man nods and walks away. I look to my right and watch as people come and go. I hear soft jazz music playing in the background, and laugh as I think how ridiculous this is. I could be with people that matter right now, doing something fun. I shake my head, and receive the beer. 

After a few sips, I begin to get up from the barstool, and turn to my right.

 I feel as if time has stopped. 

This amazingly sexy women sits about 8 seats down from me, and is smiling big at James Franco. I feel my body go into complete shock. This women is so fucking beautiful. Her perfect smile is oh so perfect. Her body sits perfectly, in a sexy, tight black dress. Her legs cross, which make me weak. I feel myself get horny, and a sudden joy for being here. How have I never seen her before? (Gif)

Ugh this girl is so sexy. I listen in to her conversation and laugh as James walks away pissed. I feel my hands start to shake, and my friend start to pop out. I quickly shove my hand down there and adjust it. Ugh fuck this girl is so beautiful. I stand up again as she does, and continue to stare at her. 

She notices me. We lock eye contact. My body explodes inside. I feel my stomach turn. Oh how I want to have her under me right now. She quickly turns away and starts walking towards the front doors. I sprint to her and place my shaky hand on her shoulder. 

Her long dark brown hair wips in the air with her body, and faces me. Her eyes are so beautiful, and her body stands so fucking sexy. I look at her body, ugh I can't. I feel the urge to slam by body into hers and make sweet love to her. Instead I take my hand out of my pocket, and introduce myself. 

"I'm Justin", I say. She doesn't shake my hand, but gives the most beautiful little smile. 

I get goosebumps as she speaks, "I'm Alexandria". 

Fuck. Her name is even sexy. I smile, trying to win her with my charm, "Alex for short?". 

She gives a little laugh, and nods. 

"You're beautiful", I say, and truly meaning it. 

I see her cheeks get red, "No, but thanks", she says. 

Are you fucking kidding me? This girl is the most beautiful I have ever seen in my life. 

"What?", I say. I bite my life, and look at her sexy body again, "You are so beautiful, how can you not see that?". 

She shrugs her shoulders. I shake my head, "You're crazy".

 She laughs "I get that a lot". 

FUCK EVEN HER LAUGH IS SO SEXY. I laugh with her, and we both end. I stare into her eyes, sending chills up my spine. "I'd like to get to know you", I say. 

 "Ok", she says. "How about I get your private number?", I say.

"I don't know......", she says, "I don't really give my number out to strangers". I laugh, "Then how about we become un-strangers to each other?".

 "Alright", she says. 

"So stranger, what's your name?"

"I already told you that", she says as she winks. Oh fuck that wink. I tighten my jaw, "Last name".

 "Bloom".

I squint my eyes, "Bieber".

"Nice to meet you Alex Bloom", I say. 

She smile, "Nice to meet you Justin Bieber". 

Does she not know who I am? She's not even surprised. Where is the asking for a picture? She is a gift sent from God. I look around as I have this sexy girl standing with me, who thinks I'm just some normal guy. What world am I in?

I turn back to her and smile. She smiles back. I look past her head and see Scooter making his way towards us. I sigh loud and put my hands in my pockets. 

"Justin!" Scooter yells. 

Alex turns around. Scooter smiles at her, "Alex! So glad you came, you look oh so beautiful!". I frown. What the hell? Scooter knows her? Why hasn't he told me about her? 

I clear my throat, "Um..excuse me, you know her Scooter?". Scooter nods. 

"What the hell?" I throw my hands in the air, "How?". 

Alex blushes and looks up at Scooter. I swear if this is his booty call girl, I am going to go fucking crazy. "I was stopping at some random gas station outside of Portland and I found her. She's my new client for my modeling deal. I told you about this", Scooter says. 

I roll my eyes, and continue to smile at Alex. Scooter holds her hand and looks into her eyes. He bends down to reach eye level with her, "How are you doing?". I feel my hands feel with rage. I was fucking talking to her. She's mine. 

She nods, "I'm doing good". 

I laugh with disgust, "Besides Franco trying to get her to fuck him". 

They both quickly turn to me. 

"Excuse me?", Alex says. "What?", Scooter follows. Once I again I throw my hands in the air, "James Franco was hitting on her".

Scooter squints, "Ok?". Alex nods her head, and looks at me with a little of disgust. She turns back to face Scooter, "Me and Justin just met". 

"I see", Scooter says. 

I feel rage. "Yes, and we were having a great conversation". 

Scooter nods with an annoyed look. "Alright Alex, let me introduce you to some people". 

WHAT? NO!

I get in front of them closer, "We were talking Scooter". 

Alex sighs really loud and looks nervous, "It's okay Justin". I laugh, "No, it's not okay". 

"Justin, move". Scooter glares at me, and I read his mind. Alex looks at me with even more disgust. 

I stand my ground. Alex stomps her feet and walks besides me, walking to people. Scooter glares at me and follows her, hitting my shoulder as he walks by.  

I quickly turn to watch them walk away, and watch Alex as she walks. Oh fuck. Alex is so goddamn sexy. Her dress isn't helping. 

Ugh. I need this girl in my life.