•DISCONTINUED• As Long As You Love Me

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Twelve:

Jennifer's Point Of View:

Chaz smirked at me, and I rolled my eyes at you. "Hush, you." I said. He laughed, and I walked over to the back of the stage, where I could see Justin performing. His new album, Believe, was coming out tomorrow, and he was giving the fans a sneak peek of one of the songs, As Long As You Love Me.

It's really good, and pretty catchy. I danced around slightly at the song. I like it. And his Beliebers seamed to love it, too.

I watched, until he finished singing Baby, and he ran off stage after thanking his Beliebers for coming, and supporting him, and telling them that he loves them. He smiled as his eyes met mine. "Hey," He breathed, wrapping his arms around me.

Despite how sweaty he was, I hugged him back. "You did great," I pulled away and smiled. "Just as always." He smiled at me, kissing my cheeks.

"Thanks babe." He said, before he was pulled away to get changed.

Babe.

I felt myself grin at him calling me that. I walked after him, into his dressing room, where he was shirtless. He turned at the sound of the door opening and smirked when he realized that it was me.

"Want to see me naked already, I see." He joked. I rolled my eyes.

"I can leave." I pointed to the closed door behind me with my thumb, and he let out a thumb.

"Or, you can give me a congratulations kiss." He smirked, walking toward me. His sweaty chest glistened under the light as he walked toward me.

I crossed my arms over my chest. "I actually don't want to kiss someone who is all sweaty." I'm such a liar, because I really, really want to kiss him.

Like, right now.

Justin pushed me up against the wall beside the door, his hands on my hip. "Liar. I can tell you want to kiss me." His lips brushed mine as he spoke, and my breathing hitched.

I gulped, and gave us both what we wanted. I leaned up and kissed him, wrapping my arms around his neck to pull him closer to me.

I felt him smirk against my lips as he kissed me back. His hands gripped my hips as his tongue slid on my bottom lip. I smiled, and kissed him harder, as I heard the door open. Justin pulled away from me, and sent Ryan Good a glare.

"Woah, sorry." He apologized, holding his hands up in defence, letting out a chuckle. Justin rolled his eyes, his sweaty body leaving contact with mine. I let out a small laugh, as Ryan pouted slightly.

"I'll be outside." I announced before walking out of the dressing room. I heard Ryan laughing, and rolled my eyes, before walking over to Chaz and the other Ryan. "Hey," I smiled at them.

"Hey," they looked up at me, and smiled. We somehow got into a conversation of pudding after that, which is funny because I hate pudding.

Oh..

***

"Justin, look." I whispered to him, pointing to a couple of fans who were being held back by guards. Justin's frown copied mine. "We should go over there."

He nodded, licking his lips as he wrapped his arm around my waist. He led me over to the five girls, and they squealed. "Its Justin Bieber!" One exclaimed. I watched as a smile appeared on Justin's face.

"You can let them go." Justin told the two big men. They nodded, and walked a couple of feet away from us. "Hi." Justin smiled at the girls.

"Oh my gosh!" They squealed, and two of them began crying. Gotta love Beliebers, right?