It's My Spotlight Too (on hold)

Chapter Eleven: Attention to the Biebs!

JUSTIN'S P.O.V

After going into the recording studio, I decided to take Miley out to eat. Now don't get me wrong, yeah I was getting along with Miley yesterday, but I'm still sticking to my plan.

I know, I know. That's not exactly what you wanted to hear, but what has to be done will be done.

"Babe?" I yelled out to Miley as she picked up her little mess she made of cherry stems and scrunched up paper. "I'm coming!" She yelled back as she tossed the last paper in the trash bin.

I interlocked our fingers together as we walked outside and saw about 40 paparazzi men.

"Miley, how's the album coming along?"

"Miley, any tours on your mind?"

"Miley, ready to perform on Ellen once again?"

Oh great! 40 different men taking pictures of Miley and I, and no one dared to ask me about my career. Do they remember who I am? I'm Justin Bieber damnit! I deserve some attention and respect.

I took Miley to a near pizza place and bought out the place just for us. We sat in a big booth that fit around 13 people, but we just cuddled in the center both of us.

"I'm guessing you really like pizza." She giggled because we had just eaten pizza yesterday and again today. "We can go somewhere else if you want." I mentioned already annoyed about the incident earlier with the paparazzi.

"No, I love pizza. I've actually never tried it here. Let's see what they got." She smiled and wiped off and little bit of dried up drool from the corner of my lip. How was she not disgusted? I had just woken up not too long ago and she still did that.

"It's ok, I drool too. And trust me, I drool half the ocean when I sleep." She chuckled so loud it made me laugh harder. Dang, Miley make me hate you again.

After we ate, we decided to go to the arcade around the corner. "Justin, I'm not even dressed appropriately." She said nervously. "You're always dressed appropriately." I said and pecked her forehead. Wow, I actually meant that.

"Ok fine, but we have to be back at the hotel in 2 hours. We have a meeting with Scooter." She said as we walked hand in hand into the arcade. "That's fine. We'll make it in time." I replied back to her.

After an hour and a half of me beating her butt and actually winning her some prizes, we headed back to the hotel.

"Thank you for the toy pig babe. It's the cutest ever." She smiled and pecked my lips. "Well, you are my little piggy." I said. But I thought, 'yeah a little pig slut who ruined my career.'

"Let's start heading to the meeting. I rather be early than late." She said and I followed behind her.

"You guys know why you're here right?" Scooter asked as if he was upset.

We both shook our head no as he took a sigh.

"I'm afraid this relationship isn't going to work." He said and Miley and I got up furiously.

"What?" We both said.

"You can't do that!" I yelled out.

"And why not?" Scooter said.

"Because we love each other." She said.

Woah okay. 'Love?' That work doesn't exist in my vocabulary. Us breaking up ruins my plans. I need to convince Scooter that this relationship works.

"It's true. I'm madly in love with her. She makes me so happy. I didn't think I could find love again, until I saw her." I said and pecked her lips lightly.

"I was going to break you guys up because I thought it wasn't working out, but if it is than its fine." He said and I smiled knowing my plan could still work.

Scooter left, leaving Miley and I together. "Why don't we hang out this whole week?" She said all jumpy.

"What do you mean?" I asked curiously. "Well I'm really caught up on my work in the studio and so are you, so why don't we go and hang out for a week. We can go to another country and just be us. What do you say?" She smiled.

"I'd love that." I smiled back.

Another perfect way, to have her fall in love with me and than soon regret it.