One Less Lonely Girl

I Would

So we decided to wait for Justin to come back to North America for me to start performing. It gave a lot of time for me physically and internally be ready for it. Scooter was quick to have the music and lights together, but I needed the practice...

"Nervous?" My eyes shot up at Justin in the mirror standing at the door. "Just a tad." I exhaled and turned to him. "You'll do just fine, baby." He walked to me and cupped my face. "I have faith in you!" He leaned down and kissed me.

"Eh em." Justin and I turned our attention to a scrawny woman about the age of 45. "My name is Elise. I'm going to be your makeup and hairdresser for the remainder of Justin's tour..."

"Yes, of course. Come in!" I welcomed her. She sat three huge duffle bags down by my chair and shook my hand. "Pleasure to meet you Aubrey." "Likewise." I smiled.

"Justin." She reached her hand for Justin's and he immediately granted. "I'll see you when you're done baby." He kissed my lips and shouted that he loved me down the hall. I blushed...

After thirty minutes of 'chin up', 'close your eyes', and 'look downs', I now knew this chicks whole life story.

"You look absolutely stunning!" I turned to the mirror and starred at myself. I mean not to be conceded at all, but I did look pretty great. Better than I could've ever done.

"Ready to put your dress on?" I nodded my head and hopped down off the chair. Elise closed the door and walked over to the clothes rack.

I untied my robe and let it fall to my feet. I was left in my nude colored underwear and bra.

I stepped into the dress and Elise helped me wiggle it up. I stepped inside of my black boots and zipped them up.

"You look flawless, Aubrey. Really!" I blushed and walked over to the full body mirror.

My dress was short, but it covered what it needed to. It was a red, sequin, skin tight outfit. One long sleeve, the other cut off at my shoulder. Both my shoulders were bare. My boots came up to the bottom of my knee. Needless to say, it was the best outfit i've ever worn in my life!

"Ah! Thank you! I look so amazing thank youuuu!" I hugged Elise's neck. "It's my job, sweetie."

There was a knock on the door. "It's open." I called out. "Babe, you're on in-" I turned to find Justin standing at the door, his lips formed in an 'o' shape. I followed his eyes as they examined every inch of me.

"Aubrey. I-uh, you. Wow. Baby you look, you look stunning." I blushed and looked at the ground. "You think so?" I giggled. "Yes babe. You look fucking perfect!" He walked over to me and put his hands on my waist.

"You're gonna stun the entire crowd!" He pecked my lips. "You're messing up my artwork, Bieber!" Elise chimed in. "My bad!" Justin chuckled leaving me with one more kiss. "Couldn't resist." "Oh my, God! My cheeks hurt!" I shoved Justin's shoulder.

He snorted. Elise came over to me and started dabbing more lip gloss on my mouth. "Anyways, before I was distracted from all this perfection." Justin was waving his arms in a circular motion towards me. "Baby... It's time!"

My stomach dropped. I think I and the baby both were freaking out. "Comeon." Justin reached out for my hand.

"It's not too late to back out." We reached the stage entrance. I listened to the crowd roar and I felt like I was about to throw up. "Yes it is!" I groaned.

"You got this baby! I'll be standing right out there watching you." "Well that helps." I stated sarcastically and fanned my face. He chuckled.

"I love you." Justin kissed my forehead. "I love you too." I mumbled.