The mistakes we make | Justin Bieber

3: His point of view

Justin:

Meet and greets really took my energy away. Just to have 50 people come in take their picture and then walk out.

I was super tired of all the screaming.
I loved my fans but it felt like some of them only wanted a picture and not meeting me, like the pictures were more important than actually talking to me.

Some people said hi and ask how I was, some came in crying not knowing what to say and some just came in there looking at me, took there picture a went out.
I get they don't have much time but they could at least made an convention.

The only thing I wanted was to go get drunk at a club and relax.
I had taken pictures for an hour and it was finally time for the last one.

She walked in the room and stopped right when she saw me, she was so beautiful.
Her light brown waves fell to her face at her sudden stop, she shyly put her hair in place again as her eyes never moved away from me they had the perfect color between blue and grey. She wasn't to tall but not to short either, she looked to be around 17-18 years old.

She was wearing light colored jeans with a black shirt that said "Bieber 94" in white letters and a pair of black converse.

I waited for her to start screaming or crying but she never did. She just stood there smiling. I gave her a fake smile and she frowned, it was weird because usually my other fans smiles even bigger when I do so.

"Hey" I said.

She just stood there. It looked like she was thinking of something after awhile she started to talk.

"You don't have to give me a fake smile, I can see that your smile isn't real".

How did she know? No one had ever said that to me, no one had even cared to say anything about that.

"I know you probably get this a lot but I'm proud of how far you come. But I can see that you're not happy anymore."

She then continued. The tears formed in my eyes as she talked, what she said was true. I didn't find what I was doing fun anymore and people started to care more of what I did outside of my job. I got a lot of hate and I started to get depressed. And in between this whole mess me and Selena were fighting.

"I can see all this pictures of you clubbing and hooking up with girls. I don't know if it's because you like it or if it's your way to forget about your problems for a moment, I know people do that with alcohol. I have friends that have had their hearts broken and they thought drinking was the solution to heal their hearts again."

She kept on talking. Every word that left her mouth was exactly what I was doing. I didn't want to admit it, but it was true.
More tears escaped my eyes and when she stopped talking, both of us stood there crying.

She came up to me and gave me a hug.
It was the first time in a long time I felt like someone understood what I was felling.

If it was someone else I think I would have just kept my tears, just take the picture and let them live.
But it was something about her that made me want to know her.

"Do you want me to take her out?" Mikey said.

"No" I answered.

"I want her to be my one less lonely girl" I whispered in his ear. He then nodded his head and left me alone with her again.

"It's usually the fans that cry not me. I'm sorry"

She frowned at my words. I looked down to my feet because I felt embarrassed by the situation.

"For what?"

"I don't want you guys to see my like that"
I always tried to stay strong for them, because I knew I gave a lot of people happiness and I just didn't want them to see that I was broken. I had to be strong for them.

"Like what? Broken?"

I looked her in the eyes and than down to my feet again. It was like she could read my mind. She wasn't there for any pictures she was just there because she wanted to talk to me. I was thankful for that, because I really needed someone that would listen to me when I talked, who wasn't Scooter or mom.

"There's nothing you have to hide Justin. If you're not feeling well then you shouldn't have to hide it."

I had to do it for them, they needed me to be strong...

"I don't want you guys to see me broken because I want to be your hero."

"But you are, you have saved me so many times. It's been so many days when I just wanted to give up, but than I listened to your music and everything seemed like it would be alright." She said, I just looked at her I admired her. She wasn't just beautiful on the outside she was also more the beautiful on the inside.

"What's your name?" I asked because I still didn't know her name.

"Oh I forgot to tell you. I'm Sophie"
She said.

*******

I finished "Beauty and a beat" and took a sip out of my water bottle.

"So today at the meet and greets I met this beautiful girl, who wasn't scared to tell me what she was thinking and I admire that" I started of, walking around the stage looking at each person in the crowd.

"She was really sweet and all so I thought I would bring her out on stage, because I think I just found my one less lonely girl"
The crowd went crazy as the music started playing.

Half way through the song she walked out on stage and the crowd went wild.
She had mascara down her cheeks but still managed to look beautiful.