Fame Or What?

Part 3

»We finally arrived!«, I scream as we stand in front of the huge arena.
After I told my parents about the ticktes they laughed and told me I was crazy. I showed them the chat from Justin and me and they stopped laughing. Of course they thought it could be a fake account but it really wasn't. That's why my parents drove Y/FN and me to his concert.
»I can't believe it. The second you called me I thought I was dreaming«, my best friend tells me and I laugh.
I am so excited. Everything seems just so surreal.
»I never thought he would dm me«, I say as we walk to the register.
My parents left us alone and will pick us up afterwards.
»Yeah, it's a little bit of confusing. Why would he pick you or why would he even write with any of us in private«, Y/FN replies and I think about it.
She's right. This must be a prank or anything. Because why would the most famous boy on this earth text with a girl who only had 100 followers on instagram.
»But I think we overthink this. Justin was always so kind and I think he just wants to show us all how much he cares about us and then he accidently picked you. You had luck, baby«, she grins and I smile.
Even if this is true there must be a reason why he wants me to be there. Never mind.
»Your ticktes, please«, a young woman with glasses tells us.
»Uhm I am here to pick up the VIP tickets«, I answer nervously.
»Okay, wait I'll check«, the lady says and I feel my body sweating.
What if he lied? What if I understood something wrong? I couldn't cope with this.
»Do you have a password?«, she asks.
Instantly I take the sheet where I wrote down the password out of my pocket and give it to her. The woman tipes it in her computer and we wait. I look to Y/FN and she gives me a small smile but I can see the nervousness on her face as well.
»You are right. But your tickets got upgraded to backstage tickets«, she tell us and we look at her shocked,»Have fun!«
The lady says and gives us the tickets. After that a tall man tells us to follow him.
»He said he wants to meet me but I thought this was a joke«, I tell her.
»I don't think this is a joke«, Y/FN replies and we stare at our tickets while following the man.
Then we start to squeal like little girls who got a barbie doll as a gift. Suddenly the bodyguard, what I think he is, stops.
»Please, enter the room and have a lot of fun«, his deep voice says and we look at the black ceiling in front us.
One last glance to Y/FN and we both enter the so called backstage area. First we walk down a long corridor.
»Wow, this us creepy«, Y/FN says and gets closer to me.
Finally we hear voices
»Not like that! Ughh do I always have to-oh look who's here«, a man says as we enter another room.
»Oh my-you are Scooter Braun«, I say and put my hands in front of my mouth.
Y/FN just stares at him as if she can't believe he's real.
»Yes, I am Justin Bieber'a manager and you must be the two girl he talked about«, he smiles and reaches for our hands,»Justin wouldn't stop begging me to give you tickets because he was so sad that you couldn't effort some.«
We don't say anything and just examine his presence.
»But, wait, how rude from me. What are your names?«
»Y/FN«, my best friend blurts out immediatlely.
Then Scooter looks at me.
»Y/N«, I answer.
»Okay, Y/N and Y/FN you can sit down on the seats right there I'll be there in any minute to tell you the program«, he tells us and leaves.
We look at all the people who are working for the things which have to be brought on stage while walking to the seats.
»Something is wrong«, I say as we sit down.
»What? Everything is perfect. What are you talking about?«
»I don't know there's just this weird feeling in my stomache«, I reply,»But maybe it's just the excitement.«
»Exactly«, Y/FN answers and I look to the ground.
»Hey, are you okay?«, I hear a voice ask.
As I look up I see Alfredo one of Justin's best friends standing in front of us.
»I'm Fredo«, he greets us.
I shake his hand friendly. The moment he gives Y/FN his hand she doesn't react.
»Y/FN«, I whisper.
»Oh uhm sorry. It's just I-I you are cute«, she admits and I stare at her with widen eyes.
»Thanks. You seem also very pretty«, Fredo winks and I look at Y/FN.
»What the heck, Y/N«, Y/FN whisper screams.
She's blushing hard and I cough to get her attention but she doesn't stops looking at Alfredo.
Suddenly I catch sight of someone entering the room and almost faint. Justin Bieber and Scooter Braun are walking in our direction right now.
»Hey, Justin«, Fredo shouts.
»What's up bro«, Justin greets him and I feel a foreign feeling in my whole body.
Finally he looks at us but he doesn't seem really happy to see us.
»Who are those girls?«, I hear him mumble to Scooter.
»These are the girls. You know the one from the project«, his manager replies.
I frown. What for a project?, I think.
»Oh right«, Justin smiles now,»Hey, nice to meet you Y/N.«
Surprised I stare at him.
»You remember my name?«
»Of course. Can I tell you something?«, he wonders and I smile big.
»Of course«
»You look beautiful«, Justin tells me and I blush,»As beautiful as your best friend. What's your name?«
He turn to my best friend and I see a tear roll down her cheeks.
»Y/FN«, she stutters.
»Aww don't cry, sweetie«, he says and embraces her in a hug.
My eyes get wet as well but I only smile of joy. After some seconds Justin examines us as well as we do him. He wears a black tank top and some sweatpants from his purpose tour merch. As you look in his face again you catch sight of him already staring at you. Justin quickly looks away and my cheeks flush red. Did he really just blushed?, I ask myself.
»Justin, it's your turn now«, someone shouts.
»I'm glad you're here girls. We will see us after the show. Don't you dare leave«, he laughs and we smile.
Then we watch him get ready for the stage.
»Squeeze me«, Y/FN says ans Fredo squeezes her arm.
I look at him surprised and get even more confused as I see my best friend blush.
»So I also have to go now. We'll see us«, Fredo tells us and ealks away.
»What was that?«, I say and Y/FN stares at me perplexed.
»What?«
»Those looks. You obviously like him«, I tell her.
»Are you crazy? I only love Justin, okay?«, she answers and steps closer to the stage.
I follow her and smirk. As we get nearer to the stage Justin starts to peform. I enjoy it but my thoughts always drift away. That one sentence doesn't leave me alone anymore. "The girl from the project »