“Is everything okay?“ Justin asked.
“No." I said.
“I should probably just leave. Thanks so much… I'm like a huge belieber, I love you so much!” Justin just stared at me smiling. “That sounded creepy…”
“Look, Blair, I know we just met but… you can tell me what's wrong.”
“Why are you being so nice? I'm just an ordinary fan…”
“True, but I love all my fans and I don't like seeing them sad.”
“Really Justin?”
“Okay, maybe I think your pretty.” I smiled. Justin Bieber thought I was pretty.
“So just tell me, I'm a good listener.”
“You're to sweet. Anyway when I first moved to California I met this guy.” I really didn't want to tell Justin about Niall… but he seemed like a nice guy to talk to. “I fell in love. We ended up breaking up once he found better people then me.”
“Is that all?” Justin asked grabbing my hand.
“Well no. But the rest doesn't matter. The most important part is that that guy was Niall Horan.”
Justins eyes widened. “Are you serious?”
I nodded. “Well he doesn't deserve you. You seem like a cool girl.” He let go of my hand. “So uh, here's my number.
“Am I dreaming?! Are you actually giving me your number?”
“Yea… but don't get all stalker fan on me.”
“Haha… I won't.” I smiled and just stared into his brown eyes, I nearly melted.
“Make sure you call me, gorgeous.” It wasn't the most romantic time but Justin started leaning in, and I was in no position to stop him.
But in reality I wasn't supposed to kiss him. “Blair?” I turned around and saw Niall standing there.
