One Last Time

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I've always had my eye on this one guy. My true love. Always admiring his eyes, his toned body, his beautiful smile. The way he talked was so calming that you can hear it all day and not get bothered by it. Everything about him was so perfect. I was weak everytime I thought of him. His name is Justin Bieber.

The thing about the love of my life is he doesn't even know I exist.

I'm just the girl playing a background role in his life. The only time he ever touched or looked at me was when our hands grazed against each other at the coffee shop because we both were reaching for the same napkins.

By the way I know exactly what he likes. He loves his French vanilla latte with two teaspoons of milk, five teaspoons of cream, and a pinch of sugar with whip cream on top. Exactly at 250° with mocha drizzled inside. Every morning he came by the place, which meant every morning I must wake up and get there ten minutes earlier before him.

I know his beautiful name because of when he orders his drink, duh. I'm not that total of a stalker. At least I think I'm not.

Okay, look, Justin is the man of your dreams. He looks like a gorgeous model or hell, even a celebrity that girls and guys go crazy for. He's that one popular kid in your school that when he walked down the hall he gave you a big heartthrob.

And yet the biggest heartache- when he doesn't know you're there.

My name is Ariana Grande. I'm in my early twenties and so is he. I know he's the one. It's my heart and soul that spreads that feeling around my body that just wants him to look at me again. Maybe I'm still that girl hoping for a fairy tail dream where she marries a prince.

But I know life isn't that way. Justin will never notice me and probably doesn't even know I'm in that coffee shop every single god damn day.

Waiting for him

Just to appear for five minutes and make my heart skip a beat.

And I can't make a move.

You've probably been in my shoes before.
Loving someone and they don't love you back and when you wanna' do something you just can't because your body freezes, and your throat becomes dry, and your knees are weak and you can't do shit.

Why?

Because you're scared you'll mess up.

In my situation though, he doesn't know me.

I can't walk up to him and say all the things I like about him.

I'm scared he'll think I'm a freak and then finally notice me but as a strange person and that will mess up my chances with him.

I don't know what to do.

My emotions are everywhere as you can tell.

I hope you can keep up with me through my story on trying to get Justin Bieber to love me back.

Or at least know I'm a living person.