My Meet and Greet (Justin Bieber)~fanfic

Chapter 3~Coffee run

Recap:

Before he walked away he screamed for rehearsals to continue and narrowed his eyes specifically at me.

"what would I do without him" I giggled to myself.

Back to story:

Justin's pov:

"Guys im going to grab some coffee do you guy's want anything? " I was now back home in LA at the studio with the crew (Scooter, Dan, Alfredo, Ryan and chaz) I was recording new song's for journals to release during the end of my "Believe"tour.

"Nah bro we are good, but we can go and get it for you if you like?" Alfredo suggested. Freddo is like an older brother to me he may act like a 5 year old when he's older than me but I still love the muppet.

"Nah, it's ok I want to get some fresh air anyway" he nodded in response.

"and when did you think on telling me you were leaving we haven't finished recording, justin you know how it works and if we don't finish then there will be no song's being sent to get permitted and approved" I sighed knowing it was scooter

"I JUST NEED SOME FRESH AIR, IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR, ITS NOT LIKE IM LEAVING" I stormed out the room slamming the door shut on my way out.

"JUSTIN DREW BIE-" scooter started yelling but I heard Ryan interrupt him.

"Dude give him a break he has been working hard a coffee break will make him relax a little he needs it" phew thanks ryan I owe you one I thought. I didn't hear anything else from Scooter so that gave me the idea that he gave up.

~back to justin~

I decided to leave through the back door as I knew the paparazzi would be waiting for me to leave. I put my hood up and put my ray band on so people wouldn't recognise me as much.

I walked through the back and made my way to the mall to the Starbucks. But when im in LA the only coffee I drink is the one from starbucks, but it has to be from the starbucks from the mall down the road from my studio, to me it tastes nicer.

~5 minutes later~

I got to the mall within 5 minutes and walked straight towards starbucks so people wouldn't be able to look at my face.

I reached the counter and was warmly greated by my lovely friend carol; who has been working there ever since I first came here about 4 years ago. she is amazing, I even once talked to her manager so she can go to see her grandmother who was sick. Of course I offered to pay for her plane ticket but she refused.

"well look who it is fine ass mr smarty pants." carol joked. My ego may slightly boost when im with her.

"so what do you want Sir? "

"the usual Carol, why would you ask me that stupid question" I replied while chuckling at her.

"I know silly I was messing oh and by the way my mom has been trying to call pattie but she hasn't been picking up is she ok?"

"oh yeah she's fine its because mom has been travelling around a lot with her book signing and stuff,  so her phone isn't working because of the change of area she is having constantly." I explained

Carol nodded and gave me my coffee, I was about to pay but she stopped me.

"it's on the house, if you tell your mom to call my mom" she smiled at me. Carol's mom and my mom knew each other since they started middle school,  but they stopped talking when Carol moved to LA her mom decided to follow her there. They started getting back in contact with each other after scooter signed me and I came here for the first time, and carol recognised my mom and from then on they kept in contact and hung out whenever they had a chance.