You Know Who I Am?{34}

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(I don't know the setting for this so we're just gonna pretend they're at a beach somewhere 🙃🙃🙃)

I was walking around trying to find my mom when I stumbled over something and ran smack into someone. I backed up quickly and felt my cheeks turn red.

"Oh God, I'm sorry." I looked up at whoever I had just ran into and nearly squealed.

"Oh it's okay. No worries. You good?" I stared into his brown eyes not sure what to say.

"Uh, Yeah? I think so." I ripped my eyes away and looked down playing with the string on my bikini bottoms.

"Uh I take it you know who I am?" I watched as his eyes traveled down then back up my body suddenly making feel insecure.

"Uhm, yeah. I do." I stumbled over my words trying to process what was happening.

"What's your name?" he gave me a small smile.

"Y/n." I said unsure of myself. Is that even my name? Oh god.

"Pretty name for a pretty girl huh?" he chuckled at the cheesy pickup line he used. I giggled a little.

"Hm he is a flirt like they say he is." I giggled and he smiled letting out a breathy laugh. God this boy is fine.

"So what are you doing out here all alone?" he asked.

"I lost my mom somewhere around here and I don't have my phone with me. She had to come here for business and dragged me with her." he laughed at my struggles.

"You wanna borrow mine?" he asked sticking his hand in the pocket of his basketball shorts.

"It's fine. Thanks though." I smiled at his sweet gesture.

"Well shit, I don't have it anyways. I don't know where it is. I guess we're both lost." he laughed. I giggled at his goofiness.

"So who are you here with if you don't mind me asking?" I looked at him hoping I didn't push any buttons.

"Uh a friend?" he stuttered. I didn't know what to say back.

"One of the boys?" I ask trying to make simple conversation.

"Y-yeah. I guess you could say-"

"JUSTIN! There you are! I've been looking everywhere for you!" I heard a girls voice shrill from behind me.

"You must be one of the guys. I'm Y/n. Fan of Justins." I smiled sarcastically at the girl. Justin fought back a laugh at me calling her one of the guys.

"What? Anyways Justin where did you go? I looked back and you were gone!" She squealed when she spoke. I thought my ears might bleed. I stood there awkwardly as I watched the annoyed look wash over his face.

"I went for a walk Sofia. You go back to the hotel yeah? I'll catch up later. I'm gonna hang out here for a while." I could tell he was trying to get rid of her.

"Uhm okay?" she looked confused as she turned to walk away. She glared at me as she began the walk back to their hotel.

"Sorry. I don't know if you follow me on Instagram or not but I try not to tell people about her. The fans hate her. I don't really know why but they've been commenting horrible stuff about her." I cringed. I didn't want to talk to him about this. I hated her too to be honest but now the real life Justin Bieber is telling me about his problems and I can't tell him the truth.

"Yeah I do. I've seen." I answered him simply.

"I don't mean to be so harsh about it to you guys but it just gets kind of old I guess. You don't come off as the type to comment things to hurt people through Instagram to me though." he chuckled. I smiled softly at him.

"Fortunately for you, I'm not." I smiled at him.

"Well that's good. You wanna walk with me? I'll help you find your mom." he laughed.

"Sounds great." we both started to walk.

"So Y/n, tell me the truth. You're a belieber right? Tell me why they hate her." I sharply sucked in a breath.

"Justin, you need to do what makes you happy. And if it's her, ignore what they say." He stopped walking making me stop in your tracks. "Did I say something?" I panicked thinking I made him mad. Great job. Meet your idol and piss him off. What an idiot.

"No but I just, thank you. Can I tell you a secret?" he asked getting serious.

"Anything." I nodded.

"I don't even think I like her like that Y/n. I mean yeah we're friends but she's not at all my type. I haven't found my type yet to be honest. I mean God 3 years ago I thought it was Selena." he sat down on a bench that happened to be directly beside of where we'd stopped walking.

"Tell her that then. Don't lead her on. And don't make the fans think somethings going on if it's not. Can I tell you a secret?" He nodded his head as I sat down beside of him.

"I think she's trying to use you to make herself famous. Look at it this way, 2 weeks ago she was in a relationship. 2 weeks ago, no one had ever even heard her name. Now look where we are." I tried to explain it in a way he could put himself in the beliebers shoes.

"I mean yeah it makes sense. I guess I just don't think logically sometimes. I don't know. This life is hard. I don't know what I'm doing." he ran his hand over the top of his fresh buzz cut.

"That's okay. Listen Justin, even though you might think I'm a crazy fan, I'm here as a friend if you ever need it. I don't know what I'm doing either so I'm sure we can relate on some level." He smiled showing his teeth.

"Thanks. It means a lot. Let's go find your mom. How long are you staying?" he asked grabbing your hand to pull you up from the bench.

"3 more weeks." I said as I walked on the sand along beside him.

"Let's hang out tonight. Are you free?" he asked raising an eyebrow.

"I am actually." I grinned.

"Well as soon as we find your mother which at this point seems to not exist, I'll give you my number." he said laughing.

"Sounds great." I smiled as we continued walking.



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YALL I DIDNT KNOW WHERE I WAS GOING WITH THIS. I'm sorry if it was terrible should I maybe make a part two? I don't know.

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