The next day, you woke up to the sun beaming into your window. You look at your phone seeing you have a few notifications. Still groggy from sleep, you realize that's it's actually more than a few, it's like...
"One hundred and thirty?" You gasp.
You click your twitter, strolling through notifications.
Omg! She's so lucky!
It was like he was begging her to not leave. Awe!!!
Omg!!! She hasn't responded.
"What the hell?" You ask yourself.
Finally you go to your last tweet. Your heart nearly jumps out of your chest.
He responded. You think to yourself.
As you read the tweet over and over, your heart breaks. He really does care.
Looking through the rest of your notifications, you realize that he followed you.
Whoa. Didn't expect that. You tweet.
Soon, the simple tweet got over 13 thousand retweets.
The power of Bieber.
Soon you received a direct message.
'Hi.' It read. The sender shocked you.
'Hi.' You send back.
'I know this is so sudden and really awkward, but... I would love to come and visit you.'
Your heart and stomach did backflips.
'Um... Not that I'm complaining, but... Why would you want to come see me?'
'Id rather say this to you face to face than in a direct message.' He texts back.
'Uh... Okay. Well here's my address...' I say typing it in.
'Cool... See you soon (Y/N);)'
I smile gently message.
Oh my god. You think to yourself.
Is the Justin Bieber coming to my apartment up see me?
Am I Dreaming?!
