JUSTIN'S POV
"How long is this flight?" Tori asked as we boarded my private jet to go to New York. We're flying from Canada straight to New York because I have to perform there tonight. I can't wait to hear all the screams and see all the tears when I look out into the crowd. I know that there's going to be a lot of other acts performing because it's New Year's Eve, but there's bound to be at least a handful of beliebers there.
"It's about a four hour flight," I answered. Then, I sat down in a seat across from Tori.
She walked over to one of her suitcases and pulled out a pen and her song book. "What are you writing?" I asked while standing up, walking over to her, looking over her shoulder at her song book. She quickly slammed the cover shut. "You don't trust me?" I said while pulling a puppy dog face.
"It's not finished yet," she said. "I'll show it to you when it's finished, okay?"
"Okay," I replied. "Will that be before the plane ride's over?" I asked, hoping that I'd get to take a peek at this song before we got off the plane and the screaming killed my hearing temporarily.
"Maybe," she replied while opening her song book, but quickly moving it to an angle where I couldn't see the page.
I sat back down, and pulled out my phone from my pocket. Time to retweet some beliebers and make their day!
@justinbieber So excited to c u perform in Times Square! Been here since #Kidrauhl. So proud of u! #belieber4eva
I quickly favorited the tweet. I couldn't even imagine what she'd do when she saw that I favorited it. She'll probably jump up and down and scream. But, if she's a hard core belieber, she might cry.
@justinbieber What song r u performing in Times Square?
I clicked on the tweet and typed a reply.
@canadianbelieber6 You'll just have to wait and see 😉
I retweeted, favorited, and replied to a few more tweets and then I put my headphones on, played some music, and laid my seat back, hoping to get some sleep.
When I woke up two hours later, I heard Tori say,"Finished."
"You're done with the song?" I asked while putting my seat back to normal and sitting up.
"I thought you were asleep," she said while raising a questioning eyebrow at me.
"I was," I started. "But now, I'm up. So how about, you show me that song of yours?"
She sighed. "Fine," she walked over to me and handed me her closed song book. There was a pen in between to of the pages, so I flipped to that page hoping to find the new song. I was correct.
I started to read her song which was titled Love You Like A Love Song.
It's been said and done. Every beautiful thought's been already sung. And I guess right now here's another one. So your melody will play on and on, with the best of 'em. You are beautiful, like a dream come alive incredible, a sinful, miracle, lyrical. You saved my life again. And I want you to know baby,
I, I love you like a love song baby. I, I love you like a love song baby. I, I love you like a love song baby. And I keep hitting re-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat.
I, I love you like a love song baby. I, I love you like a love song baby. I, I love you like a love song baby. And I keep hitting re-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat.
Constantly, boy you play through my mind like a symphony. There's no way to describe what you do to me, you just do to me, what you do. And it feels like I've been rescued, I've been set free. I am hypnotized by your destiny. You are magical, lyrical, beautiful, you are...And I want you to know, baby,
YOU ARE READING
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FanfictionVictoria is 14 and lives in an orphanage in Canada. One day she sees Justin Bieber and his mom walk up the front steps. A minute later, she gets called into the room where the girls go to meet people who want to adopt them. They tell her the biggest...
