Wanted

"I've been living a fucked up life for years." Justin mumbled.


"I highly doubt that. You have everything." I muttered.



"If you only knew..." Justin whispered softly. "We're just two people out of seven billion living in this fucked up world." Justin mumbled. "I know I can't change the past but I'd hate to see a girl with a broken heart."

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1. One

Justin's P.O.V

The lights went off as I was getting ready for my next song. The fans were screaming as loud as possible. As I reached for my towel I spoke my line.

"So there are a lot of single girls in the crowd tonight" I breathed heavily while rubbing the towel carefully against my forehead. I was sweating like crazy and I drank bad milk right before the show. I didn't feel well to be honest.

"But the question is: who will be my One. Less. Lonely. Girl?"

The song started and the dancers came out. After about a minute and a half the girl who was supposed to be my OLLG came out. She was beautiful.

I reached my hand towards hers and she grabbed it nicely. I lead her to her throne and put the flowercrown on her head. A couple of tears left her eyes and she was still smiling like an angel.

All my OLLGs were beautiful, but there was something about her. I don't know if it was the sparkle in her eyes or the excitement that grew on her smile, but it was definitely her beauty.

I held her hand and let her feel my abs. She was smiling like a freak, but still crying. I sat down beside her and kissed her hair. She gave me a big hug and buried her face in my chest.

When the song was almost over I placed myself in front of her and suddenly my stomach was aching. I didn't react, but in a matter of seconds I puked all over her.

I felt so stupid and embarrassed. You didn't see that coming did ya?

I sat down on the throne and started coughing. I knew she hated me now.

I felt a couple of eyes meet mine when her hand lifted my chin up. She was staring deeply into my eyes. She smiled before opening her pink lips. "Are you okay Justin?" she whispered to me.

Her voice was soft and warm. I nodded quickly and looked at the puke that I threw up on her.     It was mostly on her shoulder and thighs.

"I'm s-sorry" I stuttered. The crowd was still screaming. I could hear people screaming "eww" at me. But honestly I didn't care.

"It's okay sweetie" she chuckled. "So do you think you're able to finish the show, or do you feel really sick?" she asked me while stroking my back.

"I don't think I can." Was all I managed to say before coughing my lungs out. I didn't feel good at all. She nodded in sympathy and then she stood up and grabbed the mic that stood right in front of us.

"Listen everybody. Justin isn't feeling well so I think he's gonna go back to his hotel to get some rest" She said.

It took me by a surprise that the fans booed at her and me.

"SHUT UP AND CONTINUE THE SHOW, BIEBER" a girl yelled.

Her face was filled with anger as she spoke up. "What's your problem? Can't you see he's sick?"

"WELL I'M NOT THE ONE WHO GETS PUKED ON SO YOU DON'T REALLY DECIDE" another girl hissed back at her.

"WELL THIS PUKE IS WORTH MORE THAN YOUR FACE SO I DON'T REALLY THINK YOU DECIDE WETHER HE'S GONNA STAY OR NOT" She spat back at the unknown girl

She looked back at me with a pouty face and tried to see if I had gotten hurt. But I was just hurt by my stomach. It kept aching.

"Let's just go home everybody. This was a waste of money" A girl nicely screamed.

"YEAH" the crowd replied.

The girl immediately started sobbing as she raised the mic closer to her lips. "You should all be grateful for the fact that he took time to come to this stupid ass country. What if he didn't come? What if he didn't care? I don't think you would have that reaction of yours if he didn't come to this spoiled and ungrateful country. You don't deserve him. None of you do. If you actually were real fans, then you would support his decision. Don't you understand that he's not feeling good? This is about his goddamn health and if you don't care about that, then you obviously don't deserve to be here."

The crowd looked down at their feet. Ashamed of their behavior. The girl who earlier had told her to shut up asked for the mic and she nicely gave it to her. "Uhm we're sorry Justin" she said and gave the mic back to the OLLG. "YEAH" the crowd screamed in agreement. 

A smile appeared on her lips. She instantly came back to me and whispered "so do you think you end the show now?"

"Yeah. I think I can manage to do that" I replied back.

Kenny came on stage and told everybody that I needed to clear myself up before I would hit the stage again.

Me and the girl went backstage. I was still holding her hand, but I forced myself to let it go and with that we went our separate ways. Alfredo would give her a hoodie and something to clean herself with.

 

Rachel's P.O.V

I had never thought of being the OLLG. It was like a dream true. It's been everything I've been dreaming of. It was honestly the best thing that ever happened to me.

I needed this after all the shit I had been through.

Alfredo came to me and lead me to the bathroom where he gave me a grey hoodie and some makeup cleaner. It actually worked. All the puke was gone, but my shirt still smelled like shit. Lucky for me had brought the hoodie.

"So you're a Belieber" Alfredo questioned me.

"Yeah, how could I not be?" I questioned back.

He laughed for a moment. "You know, Justin usually pukes when he gets nervous."

"Why would he get nervous? He's been doing this everyday since last year" I replied fast.

"I don't know about that, but I'm sure this is not the last time I see you" He then leads me back, backstage. He let me stay there so we could talk a bit. To my surprise Scooter came over and shook my hand. I love Scooter. He inspires me so much.

"Hey" he said before he engulfed me into a hug. I started crying and whispered "thank you for believing in him" into Scooter's ear. I'm sure he didn't hear me, even though I said it with strength and confidence.

"No problem kiddo" he replied back. He was so sweet. "So I see you met Justin. Thank you for being so nice to him. He's had a really bad time at the moment".

"What? Um no problem Scoot. It was the last thing I could do, even though it will never be enough for what he has done for me". I gave him a weak smile while memories came flashing back to my mind. I tried shaking them off, but they wouldn't go so I started crying.

He gave me another hug and we stayed like that until I stopped crying.

"What did he do?" he asked me confused and frustrated.

"He saved my life Scoot" I whispered with the last breath I had before inhaling new oxygen.

"Wow uh-" Justin rushed over to us breaking the conversation.

"Hey" he said with a big smile.

"Heyy" I said fangirling.

"Uh, so I just want to thank you for, you know uhm" He looked shyly down at his feet. He crossed his arms sliding while his left foot was gliding back and forth on the ground.

I lifted his chin up with my hand and made him look directly in my eyes. His jaw did that thing that made me bite my bottom lip. I stroke his jaw with my index finger. "Hey, there's nothing I wouldn't do for you".

He smiled and began to blush. "Uh well thanks. So what's your name?" he asked me with confidence and power. He was still smiling.

"My name is Rachel." I had always hated my name. My parents weren't the best to come up with names, but that's a another story.

"Wow that's a beautiful name. My aunt's name's Rachel. I'm Ju-" I cut him off. "I know who you are, silly." He giggled with that sweet innocent voice.

"Okay, so thanks again."

"No problem honey" I replied.

"Aye Scooter, make sure she stays here. I don't want her to go before I've shown her how much I appreciated that speech."

"I got it man"

"Bye Rachel. See ya soon"

Soon? What did he mean by 'soon' I was confused. And what were they whispering about?

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AYE SO IF YOU LIKE THIS STORY, THEN I WANT YOU TO FAVE IT, LIKE IT AND BECOME A FAN. I'D APPRECIATE IT SO MUCH. JUST TRYING TO FIT IN ;)

SO HE'S GOT A PLAN. WHAT IS IT? IS THIS THE LAST TIME THEY'RE SEEING EACH OTHER?

FIND OUT IN THE NEXT CHAPTER.

 

 

 

 

 

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