Chapter Twenty Eight: Craziness

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My Bieber Love

Chapter Twenty Eight:

Everyone finished singing happy birthday to me and i ran over and hugged my friends.

Briana: thanks guys!

Janie: you didnt think we actually forgot, did you?

Chaz: yea, even if we did forget you think mr Bieber would let that slide

Paris: happy birthday bri

Janie was wrapped in christians arms, paris and chaz's hands were interlocked, same as ryan and adrian. Justin had his arm around my waist, my body was turned to the side a little, so i was facing justin. Wow has our group changed in the past few months. Justin still had the microphone in his hand, he began talking again.

Justin: (into mic) briana, your probably thinking that is the end of the suprises? But its not. I have one more song i would like to sing to briana.

Adrian, ryan, chaz, paris, christian and janie all sat on the floor of the stage, the girls sitting on there boyfriends laps. I sat back on the stool and justin grabbed his guitar again. He began playing and singing, again.

Justin: (into mic)

I always knew you were the best

The coolest girl I know

So prettier than all the rest

The star of my show

So many times I wished

You'd be the one for me

But never knew it'd get like this

Girl, what you do to me

You're who I'm thinkin' of

Girl, you ain't my runner up

And no matter what

You're always number one

My prize possession, one and only

Adore you girl, I want you

The one I can't live without

That's you, that's you

You're my special little lady

The one that makes me crazy

Of all the girls I've ever known

It's you, it's you

My favorite, my favorite

My favorite, my favorite girl

My favorite girl

You're used to goin' out your way

To impress these Mr. Wrongs

But you can be yourself with me

I'll take you as you are

I know they said believe in love

It's a dream that can't be real

So girl let's write a fairytale

And show 'em how we feel

You're who I'm thinkin' of

Girl you ain't my runner up

And no matter what

You're always number one

My prize possession, one and only

Adore you girl, I want you

The one I can't live without

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