Fame Or What?

Part 10

Throwback to the last part: Justin arrived in the other city and arranged a hotel room for him and Fredo. After that he went go a meeting and met a girl there. Meanwhile you had a big fight with your parents because of your contact with Justin. Then someone calls you on your phone.
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*Your pov.*
It's a video call from Justin. Immediately I sit up on my bed and quickly wipe away my tears. Then I take one last deep breath before accepting the call.
»Hey«, I greet Justin as I catch sight of him on my display,»What's that on your face?«
»Hey and oh just some glasses. You like them?«, he asks.
»Yeah it makes you look more intelligent«, I giggle and examine his face.
»I feel intelligent tho«, he replies,»And cute.«
Giving him a small smile I watch him biting his plump pink lips.
»Are you okay? You look a little upset«, I hear Justin wonder and catch sight of his eyes again.
I gulp down hard and try to decide wether to tell him about the conflict with my parents or not.
»No, everything is alright. I'm only a little tired«, I answer and he nods understanding.
»I know that feeling too well«, he laughs a little and I watch him looking at the ground for a brief moment.
I have the urge to tell him something but he already interrupts me.
»Do you have a minute?«, Justin wonders staring at my face again.
»Of course, what do you need?«
»I want to ask you something«, he responds and I see the nervousness in his eyes,»This may sound weird but....I kinda...miss you.«
Surprised I look at him. My heart starts to race uncontrollably fast.
This must be a dream, I think to myself.
»You surely know that I'm in another city«, Justin tells me,»But like I said I want to see you once more, only if you want. That's why I need to ask if you'd like to come here for one day. I arranged a hotel room where we could stay for the day and my buttler would pick you up and drive you to me.«
Completely shocked I only stare at him.
»You're joking, right?«, I wonder and he laughs.
»No, I'm serious«, Justin says.
»But why me? I don't get it«
»I said it already«, he begins to explain,»I want to spend more time with my fans.«
»But I'm only one fan of thousands«
»I can't be with everyone and it seems like you're really kind and funny«, Justin replies,»But if you don't w-«
»Justin Bieber is asking me to visit his hotel room, that is surreal«, I interrupt him and he smiles.
I think about his question again and then about the conversation with my parents. If I'd go I would be dead but on the other hand it can't get worse.
»I will«, I reply.
»You will what?«, he wonders.
»I will gladly come to your city«, I say and a wide smile forms on Justin's lips.
»All right, my buttler will pick you up after school and-«
»He can pick me up early in the morning. That'd be better«, I tell Justin and he frowns.
»You don't have school tomorrow?«
»No«, I lie.
»Well then early in the morning«, Justin answers and I smile lightly,»I don't want to bother you any longer and I have some other stuff to do so bye.«
We say our goodbyes and finish the call.
I have to go to sleep now, I think to myself, Tomorrow will be a long day.

The next morning I already stood up early from bed and changed clothes. With a black hoodie, some light jeans and white sneakers I quietly make my way to the front door. In the corridor I put on my leather jacket and grab my bag which I stuffed yesterday evening.
»You are early«, I hear my mom greet me and turn to face her.
»Yeah, we have a...a project this morning«, I tell her and she nods.
»Y/N I'm sorry for what happe-«
»Can we talk about this later. I don't really have time now«, I say.
My mom embraces me in a hug and I walk out of the house. A black mercedes is standing in front of the building I'm coming from and I guess it's Justin's buttler.
Maybe I'm crazy, I think to myself. And maybe I am the most stupid teenager ever but I won't let my parents break the contact between me and Justin. That's my life.

*Justin's pov.*
I get out of the shower and grab a towel to wrap it around my torso. Then I examine myself in the bathroom mirror  and sigh.
I have eye bags again. Tired I put on a black shirt with some dark green pants and a military jacket. After I done my hair I put on some make up underneath my eyes so no one could see my tiredness. I leave the bathroom and walk in the kitchen.
»Good morning«, I hear Fredo say.
»Hey«, I reply and sit beside him on a big table.
The food is already there and I begin to eat.
»Is there someone tired?«, Alfredo wonders and I continue to shuffle the food in my mouth,»Who was the girl that was talking to you on the phone yesterday evening?«
»Y/N«, I reply.
»You asked her to meet you?«, he asks and I nod,»What did she say?«
»She said yes«, I answer and he looks at me.
Some seconds later I finish eating and stand up from my chair. I walk to the hotel door and want to leave but Fredo stops me.
»How was the meeting yesterday? You didn't tell me«
»I don't want to talk about it right now«, I tell him as I feel a knot form in my throat,»I need some fresh air. See you later.«
After that I open the door and step in a large corridor. I walk down some steps and arrive at the lobby. Outside I already see many paparazzis waiting for me and I groan. Taking a deep breath I leave the hotel. Instantly the people start to ask me questions and begin taking pictures of me. I quicken my pace trying to get rid of them but all of a sudden they completely surround me.
»Justin, what is this girl you're video calling every day?«, I hear someone ask and stop.
»What did you say?«, I ask an olderly man in front of me.
»I asked who the girl is you're video chatting with every day«
»I'm not video chatting with any girl«, I tell him nervously and continue to walk.
»But we have some photos which leaked«, he says and shows me some picture of me and Y/N skyping.
I clench my jaw and stare at the guy.
»Where did you get this from?«
»It was all over the internet«, he replies.
I feel my head hurt after I hear all of the new information and turn around to walk in my hotel again but the paparazzis cross my way.
»Get the fuck out of my way! I also need some privacy«, I shout and arrive at the hotel.
Walking up to my room I feel the anger boil in my body.
»Why am I and Y/N all over the news?«, I raise my voice as I enter the hotel room and catching sight of Fredo still sitting at the table.
»Didn't Scooter tell you?«, he asks and I get more angry.
»No«
»He leaked the photos because of the project«