Make You Believe (A Justin Bieber Love Story)

Part I: He's Back

Part I: He’s Back

Justin fidgeted in his seat. This interview had to be over soon, right? "So Justin tell us, is there a special lady in your life?" The rat nosed interviewer asked. She blinked as her eyes bore into his, eagerly awaiting the update on the singers love life. All interviewers were the same: so fucking stupid. Did she really think he would tell her if he had a girl he was after?

"Nope." He sighed out agitatedly. This quip earned him a reprimanding look from Scooter. He ran his hands down the length of his thighs and licked his lips. These were habits of his.

"Oh? Surely there's a girl you have a crush on?" The lady pressed on practically shoving the microphone down his throat. This is why he hated interviews. They were always prying and digging for information. Justin resisted the strong urge to role his eyes.

He shot her one of his charming smiles and decided to humor the interviewer. "Well...Beyonce." He smirked.

Sensing where this was gonna go, Scooter clapped his hands twice. "Oookay. I believe that's all we have time for." The un-amused manager muttered. Justin jumped onto his feet. He was ready to get out of here and hit up Nolan's house party. He grabbed the keys to his range rover and bee-lined for the door. "Where do you think you're going?" Scooter questioned as his hand held Justin back from reaching the door.

"Uh Ryan's." Justin's answer came out as more of a question than a statement. He grinned up at Scooter hoping to get on his good side.

"Really? Ryan's now?" Scooter asked incredulously with his eyebrow raised. He stared down at Justin who was 3 significant inches shorter than himself. Justin gave puppy dog eyes up at his captor.

"Yeees Ryan's. Can I go now?" Justin pleaded. Fuck Scooter for being able to read him so easily. Scooter was the only one besides his mother who could see through him so easily. Scooter’s gaze was hard but finally he removed his hand from Justin's chest. A smile crossed Justin's lips. "Thanks!"

Chuckling, Scooter shook his head. "Get outta here." And Justin did just that.

---Nolan's Party---

"Wooooo! LEGGO!" Chaz bellowed as himself, Justin and Ryan walked up to Nolan's front door. The two other boys chuckled and Justin smacked Chaz on the back of the head earning a squeak from Chaz. They entered the huge house. There was music blasting and people dancing and drinking. The sun was barely even set yet and this party was already crawling with people.

"Sweeet!" Ryan shrieked looking around. Justin smiled to himself. This is just what he needed. True, people were already staring but most of them he knew, he had gone to grade school with them. However the last time he saw them they were all twelve, so he didn't recognize anyone.

Eventually he started dancing with some girls. They'd introduced themselves as Cassie and Nina. Or so he thought. He couldn't remember. He didn't know where Ryan or Chaz were either. But he was having a good time. Cassie started grinding on him. His eyes fluttered closed. "Having fun Justin?" She whispered seductively. He opened his eyes again to answer her when someone caught his eye. A brunette. She walked in and looked around uncomfortably. Her brown eyes scanned the crowd. Justin's heart sped up a tiny bit. She was gorgeous. Her pink lips came to a natural pout, her eyelashes were full without mascara coating them, her face had a natural rosy tint to it. And her curves. Only one word came to Justin's mind: damn.

"Justin?" Cassie pulled his sleeve to get his attention. He turned to face her, tearing his eyes away from the girl.

"Who's that?" He nodded over toward the brunette.

Cassie looked repulsed. "That's Olivia Blake."

Justin's jaw literally dropped. Olivia Blake. No way. No it wasn't possible. He'd know her his whole life. She'd never been that beautiful. This was his childhood best friend. "What?" That was the only word he managed to get out. "Be right back." He muttered as he made his way over to Olivia.