A Fangirl's Dream (Oneshot/Rated R)

I was sitting in Maths class, waiting for the time to go by. It feels like I've been sitting there forever, I just wanna go home and go on Twitter and Tumblr.

So while I was in there, I kept myself entertained by thinking of ALAYLM music video and how hot Justin looked in it.

I wanna be the girl in that music video, I want him to do those things to me.

When I got home from school, I locked myself inside my room to watch ALAYLM again and again. I love it, I can't stop watching it but at the same time it breaks my little fangirl heart knowing I will never have Justin or even just go to one of his concerts. But whatever.

The video froze, it wasn't responding. "ARGH!" I slammed my hands on the keyboard. Waiting for it to load. Then it started making weird noises and was throwing out sparks of its sides.

"Wait.... what's going on?!" Clicking the touchpad as if it's gonna do something, but it made it even worse.

"Is that a......?" My eyes widen in fright. The screen was shutting on and off and something was coming out of it!

"A HAND!" I screamed really loud. A real human hand was coming out of the laptop screen!!!

I threw the laptop on the floor. I was freaking out, I stood up quickly on my bed then curled up against the wall. I was crying, I didn't know what to do!

What the fuck is going on?! Is this really happening?! Or am I just hallucinating?! I thought I was going crazy.

Then I saw a very familiar hair.. "Wait a minute..." I started to calm down a bit.

Showing his face, I was in shock! My heart felt like it stopped for a minute, I was hyperventilating. Could it be? Could it really be him?

"It's..... It's JUSTIN BIEBER!!!!!!"

I screamed so loudly everyone in my country would have probably heard it.

Justin blocked both of his ears and was struggling to get out of the laptop screen. I didn't know whether to help him or not 'cause I was so scared, I was shaking uncontrollably and tears were running down my face.

After struggling to get out, he was standing in my room while he fixed his shirt and dusted off his shoes. Just standing there, smiling at me.

I wiped off my tears, "What the hell are you doing here in my room?!" My voice was shaking. I asked him that as if he's a killer or something. His smile turned into a frown. I didn't mean to offend him. "Uh.. I..I mean, not that I don't want you to but...."

He chuckled, licking his lips.

"I want you to come with me..."

"Where?" I arched an eyebrow.

"Don't ask any questions, just come with me. Please?" He had a puppy-eye look on his face.