Publicity Stunt

Chapter 7- Rock Me

A/N: So, before this chapter starts, I want you to know that this story has been a little bit cheesy lately and I'm working on this. I just have basically no time anymore, but I'll make time for you guys. :) Enjoy!

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Chapter 7

Olivia's POV:

Two weeks passed before Justin accepted an interview invitation. Being the lovely guy that he was, Justin wasn't exactly happy exposing me to this level of hate. I told him that it would be fine anyway, the hate would happen sooner or later no matter what I did. With that in mind, he accepted an invite to do an interview with Alan Carr, a British man that he had done an interview with before. Alan Carr had his own show called Chatty Man, and he was quite amusing. He had initially sent the invite as a joke because Justin had been declining interviews for nearly a month now, but Alan was rather pleased to hear that Justin would be up for another interview with the Chatty Man.

"And I'd love it if you could bring your mysterious girlfriend with you as well!" Alan had suggested cheekily before hanging up the phone on Justin when Justin called to plan the interview.

We had been in New York City for a few days to prepare for the flight to England, so after the phone call, Justin took me on a little picnic in Central Park. Of course, we were surrounded by bodyguards and the whole area was cleared off specifically for us. There couldn't be any doubts in the security system.

He had been sort of out of it that day, though. The problem about being around Justin was that I felt so close to him. It just didn't feel necissary to use all of the properness that had been drilled into me from a young age. I didn't know how to feel or think around Justin. He left me speechless for no reason, and took me to extravagant places without a second thought. I didn't know how his feelings towards me truly worked, but I grew used to traveling to marvelous places with this obscenely wealthy man.

"Remember earlier when Alan told me to bring you- Well, you being the mysterious girlfriend?" Justin sighed.

"Yes," I nodded, locking my green eyes with his auburn ones.

"I've been thinking... What if I do bring you? Not just to England with me because I wanted you there anyway. What if I bring you onto the show?"

And so, there we were, a week later, sitting on the live airing of Alan Carr: Chatty Man! This week, starring Justin Bieber. Justin was sitting on the set. I was waiting backstage until the right moment. All I could do was listen and wait for Justin to summon me.

"So, Justin, how was your little vacation?" Alan asked.

"It was great," Justin said with a bit of a perverted undertone that not many people other than me would even notice.

"Sounds like you had a nice view!" Alan had a smirk in his voice and I couldn't help but be curious. I looked over at the backstage television monitor and saw Alan and Justin on the screen, relaxing on couches, with Alan's screen that he showed celebrities pictures of themselves on mounted on the wall between them.

"Oh yeah, the beach was really nice," Justin smiled.

"Yes, yes, I'm sure it was!" Alan smiled widely and gestured towards the screen. A picture of Justin and I making out on the beach appeared on the large screen, and my jaw dropped. "That's a lovely beach you've got yourself, Biebs," he winked.

"Yeah! Look at that water!" Justin blushed a little, but kept his charming smile and tried to play it cool.

"So who is the lucky lady? Is she your girlfriend?" Alan leaned in and rested his chin in his hands, much like a middle school girl waiting to hear the latest gossip.

"She's got a great personality," Justin's charming smile turned goofy.

"Looks obviously have nothing to do with it," Alan Carr rolled his eyes and mouthed 'bullshit' to the audience.

"I mean, okay, yes, she's so beautiful, she's stunning. Maybe her looks attracted me to her a little at first, but her personality just makes her so much better. She's so cool, and really fun to be around."

"Well now I'm getting a bit jealous! Who is the mystery girl? Do we know her?" Alan gestured towards himself and the audience.

"Would you like to meet her?" Justin asked.

"Oh, yes! We would love to! Is she in town? Could you give her a ring?"

"Whoa, whoa, Alan, I like her but we haven't been dating that long!" Justin joked.

"I meant to call her, don't make me look like a moron on my own show! That's not allowed!"

Justin pulled out his iPhone and sent me a text. "Come out, beautiful"

I took a deep breath and stepped onto the stage. Wobbling a bit in my heels, I felt silly and nervous. Fortunately, my pink heels looked perfect with my short, sparkly dress.

The audience cheered as I waved and took my seat nice and close to Justin.

"OH JUSTIN! You didn't tell us that you've been seeing the princess of pop music! Hello Olivia, it's lovely to meet you," Alan shook my hand and smiled.

"The feeling is mutual, Mr. Carr," The words rolled right off of my tongue even though I was insanely nervous.

"Oh darling, call me Alan! You look, well, wow!" Alan's unfortunate lack of adjectives attempted to describe.

"Thank you, Alan," I smiled politely and allowed my hand to brush Justin's as I moved it to my lap.

"So, this is the grand reveal of your relationship to the world, how do you two feel?" Alan went ahead and nosied his way into our business.

"She's so beautiful, wouldn't it be difficult not to be happy?" Justin smiled and ran his hand through his hair. That was very smooth of him, he didn't admit that he was happy, but he managed to compliment me and make it seem as if he was insanely happy.

"Aww, Beaver, you're making my heart melt! How about you, Olivia?" My turn to be clever.

"Well I'm not sure how he knows what I look like, he spends so much time looking at his own self in the damn mirror," I waited for everyone to finish laughing, "But in all reality, why woudn't I be happy? It's Justin. Can you say ladies' man?" I winked at the crowed and Justin playfully nudged me. I couldn't wait to watch this on TV later. We worked great for the camera.

"Oh, how precious! Could I get a little smooch out of you two?" the Chatty Man asked.

"Sorry, Liv doesn't enjoy public displays of affection," Justin smoothly avoided the question once again.

"Oh, really?" Alan smirked and pointed at the TV, which showed a collage of Justin and I hugging, kissing, and making out.

"It's not like I asked the paps to take those pictures, Alan," I laughed playfully, but I was getting edgy.

"But isn't it lovely to have such a gorgeous couple documented together my dear?" Alan smiled, and Justin held my hand.

"I don't even know what to say, Alan! You're too sweet to us, " I blushed.

"You are quite the lookers! Unfortunately, that's all the time we have with you lovely people today, thank you!" We shook his hands and that was it. I was officially Justin Bieber's new plaything.