008 *Purpose*

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OHMYGOD! That gif is so cute. I ship Justin and Elysandra so much, I love all of the videos of them being all cute.

 I ship Justin and Elysandra so much, I love all of the videos of them being all cute

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Isabella's Point of View

"Is it too late now to say sorry? Cause I'm missing more than just your body." I stand side stage as Justin sings the last song of the night. It's been two days since we flew back from Paris and on the first day, Justin ran some errands, went to rehearsals then went to the studio and later that day, we flew to Mexico City for his next show. When he told me I was going to his concert, I started crying because I've never been to one. 

Well, I have but I don't remember it. 

I went and bought a sweater and a baseball cap with BIEBER on the front. I was being a full on fan girl tonight. 

I cried again when the show started and Justin caught my gaze and waved at me a few times. He is so close with his fans, I love it so much. I wanted to run on stage and hug him when he started crying during purpose but I held myself back because he wiped his face and had a hug smile on his face when he looked at the crowd.

During Sorry, Justin and the dancers were dancing and having fun in the water that came from the ceiling. He caught my gaze and I saw the smirk appear on his face as he jogged over to me. I tried to run away because he was soaking wet but Nick stopped me and held me in place. I screamed when Justin's arm wrapped around my waist and started pulling me on stage, the screams becoming almost deafening. He grabbed my hand and took me out into the water, me squealing when my clothes and hair got immediately soaked. 

He spun me around and dipped me down making us burst out laughing. We danced around then everyone was in a circle type thing and hugging. Justin's arm was around my shoulder and he leaned down to kiss me cheek making me smile then he walked around, hugging the dancers. I hugged everyone too even though they were all basically strangers to me.

Justin grabbed my hand and we walked off stage, down a hallway and into his dressing room.

"Justin, what am I supposed to do? I don't have any extra clothes with me." I say, trying to fix my soaking hair. 

"You can wear... Uh, this, it's one of my t-shirts and... I'll go and get you a pair of sweatpants from the merch stand. You go on into a shower, I'll be back soon." He puts a blue t-shirt on one of the sofa's and points to a room which I guess is the bathroom where the shower is. I nod and go towards it. I hear him leave the room and I turn on the shower. 

Once I'm out of the shower, I wrap a towel around myself and leave the bathroom. Justin is sitting in one of the chairs, on his phone. 

"I got you sweatpants so you can get changed while I shower." Justin stands up and walks towards the bathroom, kissing my forehead on the way past. 

He likes forehead and cheek kisses. HE hasn't made a move to properly kiss me since Paris because I think he doesn't want to go in for one then I pull away and get uncomfortable. I want him to kiss me. 

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