Under The Mistletoe (A Justin Bieber Fanfiction)

1. A Kiss Is Meant To Be Special

Justin's POV

"Ready, Justin?" Scooter shuffled around my untidy dressing room.

I sighed and sunk down in my director-style chair. This was probably the
20th take for this video. I'm over it! Every girl that plays my love
interest... They're all the same. Beautiful. Sweet. Good at playing the
part, which they all claim is the easiest role ever... But I feel
nothing.

The kiss... Kisses are meant to be magical. Fireworks are meant to
consume your body. Your lips are meant to burn with satisfactory lust
and passion.

Instead, I've been enduring: forced, emotionless, draining kisses from countless Beliebers.

Don't get me wrong, I love making my Beliebers happy but a kiss is meant to be special.

"Justin?" Scooter shook my thoughts.

"Yeah. I guess." I answered in the most unenthusiastic voice ever.

"Looking good." Kenny teased, gesturing to my black jeans, padded winter
waistcoat over my dark sweater and my maroon fingerless gloves.

Shooting for 'Mistletoe', my christmas single that people have been singing since October.

"Justin!" The snotty director bellowed my name.

Urgh! A director who doesn't care about the music but more the money...
Tough work environment. I'm sounding ungrateful, I know, but I want
people to realize its more about the music than the money to me.

I'd really fall apart if the haters thought they were right. I'm NOT
just a pretty face. I love my job because music is universal and it
makes people happy. Music can be the one thing of common interest
between two diverse people, therefore uniting them.

"Juzzztteenn!" A high-pitched, girly voice sang.

I spun 'round in the fake snow and looked at her.

"Justin, this is Vanessa." Scooter introduced me to the beautiful, tanned girl.

Her black wavy hair cloaked her shoulders, perfectly framing her smile-bearing face.

"Hey." I shook her hand, professionally.

Great, get ready to smooch.

"Justin, look at her like you're in love." The director orders as stage
members pushed Vanessa and I to a vacant spot on the set dance-floor...
Right beneath a sprig of fresh mistletoe.

In love? All I know about her is her name!

I'm usually not this difficult during acting opportunities, but I guess my recent break-up is downing my look on love.

Selena Gomez. Absolutely gorgeous. And mine... Well, she was mine
until about 2 weeks ago when she dumped me. Reason being, "I wanna see
other people."

Well, she could've seen other people while dating ME... Just look out
the window and there's tons of people to look at, there you've seen
other people!

Relationships are so difficult! Especially when I'm moving from city to city every other week.

"I'm a huge Belieber." Vanessa whispered.

Well, so are 24-million-in-counting other girls. Justin, stop it! Just
fake it! Maybe this will be the last take... Who am I kidding? My
negativity has cost us every single prior take. I wish I could switch
places with someone until this stupid video is over. Let another guy's
lips get abused by dozens of girls. Where's Jason Deeps when I need him?