Coping with Bieber

Chapter 3: Gazebo

* 3 weeks later *

"And one, two, one , two, three , four" we hear before the music begins.

The tour starts in a couple of weeks so we have been rehearsing non stop.

"Justin will be here soon and he will be choosing the dancers that he wants dancing towards the front, closer to him." The new choreographer, Adam, says.

"Oh please, we all know that one of the ones that he is going to pick is Stels for sure." Michael, one of the dancers who started with me, says, causing everyone to laugh.

"Shut up, Mike." I say, still laughing.

We all have a great chemistry, allowing us to get along pretty easily.

"Alright. From the top" Joanne says as the door opens and Justin walks in.

We are in the middle of our dances when Justin begins dancing with us, as he watches us, already knowing every move to the song.

"Great job everyone." Justin says as he continues facing us.

Everyone begins clapping as Adam begins speaking to Justin quietly.

The whole time, Justin stares at me and smiles.

Adam begins listing the five dancers that will be towards the from with Justin.

As he lists my name, everyone laughs.

"You just had to prove them right." I walk up to Justin and smack his arm.

"Ow, what was that for." He fakes.

"For picking me." I narrow my eyes at him.

"Sorry?" (*Is it too late now to say sorrrryyyy -go buy sorry on itunes. Thanks*)

"You're lucky you two are cute" Michael says as he giggles.

I cover my face and shake my head.

"I'm quitting." I say aloud and everyone gasps before continuing to laugh.

As the dancers go on a break and the room begins emptying, Justin grabs my hand and pulls me closer.

"Want to do lunch, baby." He looks down at me."

"Sorry. My boyfriend is waiting for me." I say and shrug.

His mouth drops.

"Boyfriend? Who is he? Can I fire him?" He tilts his head.

"Oh wait. He isn't really my boyfriend yet. We're kind of just a thing." I continue.

"Oh, a thing? How so?" He questions.

"Yeah. We were kind of on and off but then things happened and then we kind of started kissing and that's where we are at right now." I half smile.

"Ohhh" he says and laughs.

"Estela Marie Salvatierra. Do you ..." he pauses. "Want to be mine?"

I look around, acting confused.

"Ehem. What are you looking for?" He laughs, knowing exactly why I am acting like this.

"Well, given as my middle name is not Marie. I was wondering if we had company." (*which you can also buy on itunes)

"Nope. Just me and you, bubblegum." He says, winking.

"It's 'You and I" I love making fun of him.

He face palms.

"I can't stand you."

"But you are standing." I stick my tomgue before running away.

He quickly catches me and lifts me off the floor.

"I missed you so much." He says referring to the two years we spent on not so good terms. "It had to take another world tour to get you to talk to me again." He continues.

"Oh, shut up." I wiggle out of his arms.

"I knew it would work." He crosses his arms and smiles.

"I don't like you." I turn around and walk towards the door.

"But yet here you are." He walks behind me. His pace fastens and he reaches the door before me, holding it for me as I walk through.

**

The tour starts in a couple of weeks and, though I have been in this position before, the nervousness is beginning to get to me.

Justin and I sit in one of my favorite places. A little place behind his house. It's nearly in the wooden area located a couple of feet behind Justin's backyard. Before we stopped talking, Justin surprised me by having a small wooden gazebo built, so that we can have a place to sit. Whenever I felt sad, overwhelmed, or just needed some quiet, he would bring me here. It's a peaceful area that can only be reached through his house.

The night is chilly, but it's a beautiful night to look up at the sky. Hundreds of stars cover the dark blue sky above us.

"I missed this place." I break the silence.

"Me too." Justin says.

I look at him, bewildered. "This is your house. You can come here everyday." I respond.

"Yeah, but this is our place. It never felt the same when I knew that we weren't together." He clarifies.

I nod, simply.

"We have been so busy the past couple of weeks that we never really had the chance to just relax." Justin says. "I am glad that we were able to seize this opportunity." He continues as he places his arm around me, looking up at the sky.

"I was scared to lose you." He speaks again after a moment of silence.

"Me too." I agree as he leans closer to me and places his lips on mine.

***

Hm, what do you guys think is going to happen next? :o

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