So today was your birthday. It's really important to you because you barely get time off.
you were a celebrity. You sang, acted in a Disney show. You were currently working on your second album. You had interview and Photo-shoots practically once a week. You were really busy.
Today was your birthday and Your manager Scooter Braun let you have two weeks off as your birthday present.
When you were growing up, Justin Bieber was your idol, everything, you fan girl on Twitter, and you also had the "Bieber Wall" in your room. You were obsessed.
He's basically the reason why your famous and living your dream. You posted video's on You Tube following after your idol. You always linked them to Scooter on Twitter, and one day he noticed them, he was obsessed with you. You never guessed out of all people Scooter would notice you, but he did. It was literally a dream come true.
You never got to meet Justin because you were both so busy doing your own thing. But today on your birthday Scooter's second present was for us too meet. You couldn't believe that. But you could never tell anyone that you were obsessed so you kept it on the low.
You were hanging in the studio with your best friend Samantha, and Scooter plus the rest of your crew.
You were sitting thinking for song idea's while everyone else was talking about who knows what. Even on your break, your still writing. It's your passion, you could never stop that.
You step out of your day dream of writing because you hear someone repeating your name.
"what?' you say kind of aggravated.
"well, we have a surprise for you, but I guess you don't want it" Scooter says evilly.
"I'm sorry, you know how I get when I write. Now tell meeeee" you say childish.
"well, Justin's sort of coming over early, really early, like now early" Scooter says.
no way he did not just say that. I look horrible right now. My hair is not even brushed, I'm wearing sweatpants with a over sized jacket, no make-up, and some socks with slides.
"Oh, well I'm going to go fresh up a little then" you say trying not to sound excited and nervous.
with that, you go to your dressing room in the studio. You had extra clothes, make-up and shoes there.
"thank god" you mumble.
you throw on your black skinny jeans with grey vans. You brush your hair and put it in a messy bun. Then you put on some eye liner, mascara, and lip gloss.
You look in the mirror.
So much better, you thought to yourself.
You walk out and as your walking to the room where everyone is at, you hear a voice. Not just any voice. This voice belongs to the boy you grew up obsessing over.
You walk in to the room while typing away on your phone acting like you didn't know who was there.
You heard Scooter clear his throat trying to get your attention.
you look up as your eyes land on these Carmel brown eyes that you fell In love with. You just sit there star struck. You realize you have been staring for like a minute. You snap out of it.
"hey" you say casually. Not wanting him to know your obsessed.
"hey cutie, I can tell" he said with a grin.
"You can tell what?" you say confusingly. What does he mean by that, you thought.
"nothing" he said playfully.
"I really like your music it's amazing, it has real passion, and you very beautiful" Justin says smiling,
"well, thanks" you say blushing
you heard him giggle.
"hey, mind if me and (Y/N) have a little chat......alone" he says to everyone
"sure" Scooter says walking out while everyone else follows.
"what's going on?" you say smiling.
"just want have a talk, I mean, I want to get to know you better" he says.
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hope you like it so far. I want my first imagine to be long. So it's gone be a long one.
