Love Me.

Clearly, Sarika didn't know where she stood in life. One thing kept bringing her back to reality, her true passion. Dancing. When an opportunity she can't refuse comes up, she has to bring her skills to the next level, push herself until the end. Becoming a background dancer for Justin Bieber is a lot of work, right? Maybe even more than she thought...

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9. Nine †

Sarika's P.O.V.

"Is it... snow?" I whispered amazed, stepping out of the bus. 

Justin chuckled at my expression. He had taken me out in the middle of the night, once more, because he thought of it as or thing. I like it, but I felt so taken aback by the fact it was snowing, which kinds of is logical due to Christmas coming in a couple of weeks. 

"Have you never seen snow?" He frowned. 
"I did." I nodded my head. "On T.V." 
"You mean that you've lived your whole life in L.A?" He narrowed his eyes as I twirled around. 
"Exactly." 

We both walked in the centre, me sitting in the seats surrounding the floor, Justin sitting on the small fence thingy that separated both departments. We talked, the conversation flowing naturally, involving many weird subjects. 

"You know, we don't know much about each other." He started, swinging his legs. "Maybe we should get to know each other more." 
"Alright, go ahead and ask me a couple of questions and I'll answer." I trailed. "And then, I do the same." 
"Full name, favourite food, favourite country and... your origin." He finished. 
"Sarika Kazembaya Parker, indian takeout, Brazil and 1/4 Jamaican." I nodded. "Now for you, pretty boy. Favourite takeout, favourite country you've visited, first kiss and... favourite artist." 
"Indian as well, I absolutely freaked in Brazil, first kiss was awfully awkward on top of a hill in winter and... Usher." He said in one breath. "Or maybe Beyoncé, wait Michael Jackson. Yeah, Michael Jackson." 
"Woah, that was complicated." I chuckled. 

We continued going, it was quite fun. We had a great time, and it's exactly what he needed to take his mind off. I'm keeping my promise. 

"How about we take a picture every time we do this?" He whispered. 
"I'd like that." I smiled lightly, as he took his phone out. 

We asked the security man, who smiled warmly before agreeing. We stepped outside, standing in front of the sign. The lights illuminating in the background as we were on both sides of the cement entry. 

The security guard gave us thumbs up and gave Justin's phone back to him. I smiled at him warmly as we both headed back to the busses. We agreed on getting a little sleep, we arrived and since tonight he was going back to his buss, he gave me a tight hug. 

"Goodnight." He whispered, kissing my cheek. 
"Goodnight." I smiled warmly, pulling my coat closer to my body whilst walking to my buss, and the odd thing is... I already missed him. 

Justin's P.O.V.

Laying back in the double bed, I let out a loud sigh. Scooter was scowling after me, something about getting some sleep. But I knew that wasn't happening tonight. After realizing I was totally zoned out and doing anything but listening to him, he left to go back on his own bus. 

She was invading my mind. I know I shouldn't feel that way, but how can you not? She's sweet, funny, caring, gentle, beautiful... She's the girl of anyone's dream. I just don't get how fast I fell in love, with a girl I only know since a month or two. I lose track of time easily. 

And yesterday, she belly danced. Okay, I'll admit. A couple of inappropriate thought came into my mind, but which boy in this world would think clear about all of this? Let's exclude family, please, I'm not that disgusting either. 

She doesn't open up easily, and that my friends, I've noticed. I noticed a bunch of things when you think about it. The way her nose scrunches up when she laughs, that spark she gets in her eye when she's genuinely happy, or the fact that she'd stay every day to watch me in rehearsals, even for the millionth time. She always hates showing off her beautiful curves, because she thinks it's wrong to dress as vulgarly as it is, when she stands awkwardly, she'll join her hands and cross her leg over the other. 

I feel so dumb, because I know that when this tour is over, she'll probably have another opportunity, much more better. I wonder if she likes it, I wonder if her dream is being fulfilled, something I dearly wish. 

Sarika's P.O.V.

As we danced, I felt an extra spark add to my butterflies. It felt like a... mutual connection. I feel like dying, I feel like breaking down in the middle of the show, but that's not exactly the best thing to do to keep a job. Just saying. 

It's a bit hard living with the fact you're kind of in love with someone you work with everyday. Someone who's surrounded with loving fans, an amazing crew, encouraging parents, and the whole media world. As much as I'd like to push my feelings away, you can't ignore it when it comes that you touch for two hours straight whilst dancing. 

"Thank you Colorado!" Justin shouted. "You guys are amazing, I'll see you next time!" 

I waved as well, running backstage with the others. I rushed to Danny's dressing room, bursting in like a damn idiot. As soon as he saw me, I started crying like a dumb idiot. It was way too much to handle. 

"Sweetheart." He cooed, hugging me. "I know it seems hard, but soon, you'll have everything under control, I promise, honey." 
"I know, b-but..." I sniffed, regaining myself. "I'm so sorry, I just, really needed it. I only cried once since her death, and I have those feelings to deal with and-"
"I told you the first time we met we could talk about boys." He cut me off, smiling genuinely. "No exception here." 
"Thanks Dan." I sighed, hugging him once more. 

Well, am I not a wreck?

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I KNOW IT'S SHORT, SORRY :$ SO, I'M THINKING ABOUT A NEW FANFIC, BUT I'M NOT SURE WHICH THEME... VAMPIRE, HIGH SCHOOL, FAME, BAD BOY? 

I'M DAMN LOST HERE PEOPLE? 
I'M TRYING TO FIND SOMETHING ORIGINAL, BUT EVERY IDEA IN THE FANDOM HAS BEEN DUG OUT! WE'RE CRAY-CRAY, I'M TELLING YOU! 

DE TODOS MODOS....

COMMENT & FAVOURITE! 

-Audrey :]
 

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