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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3. Three †

Sarika's P.O.V. 

"We're going clubbing?" I hesitated as we all sat in the limo, me being squished in between Justin and Luke. 
"Of course." Ely chuckled. 
"How am I supposed to get in there? First, you all say I look like a thirteen year old, and I'm not even major." I raised my eyebrows. 
"Right..." She trailed hesitantly. 

Sometimes, I feel like strangling them for their ignorance. Of course, I don't and won't, obviously, but what am I supposed to do whilst they get drunk and act like dumb asses? Read a book maybe? Honestly, no. 

"You can stay with me." Justin smiled innocently. "I can't go either." 
"No and simply... NO!" Ely exclaimed. "We're celebrating the Believe Tour guys, everyone needs to be there. We'll manage to sneak you in." 

Everyone agreed, except me. I had this look of unease, thinking it through. I am young, I should live a bit while I'm young. It's just, for the High School nerd, this is kind of the biggest thing you could ever think of. 

"Come on." Justin pouted. "For me."

Looking into his beautiful honey brown eyes, my heart fluttered. The feeling I had while dancing with him was back. I just don't get what it's all about. I don't... like him? Do I? I snapped out of my thoughts, staring at his angelic features. I sighed in defeat, slowly nodding. He grinned sheepishly, kissing my cheek, making it turn a crimson red. 

"Wait." Justin interrupted. "Isn't it bad to sneak a sixteen year old in a club?" 

Everyone burst into laughter, making me roll my eyes. When are they going to understand I'm not a freaking baby? I'm twenty for God's sake! Please, make them understand that height is not one of my quality, and I'm aware of that, but still! 

"I'm twenty, dumb ass." I hissed, chuckling. 

His eyes widening, he stared at me in disbelief. He stuttered a couple of words out, making me laugh along with the others. It's so cute when he's embarrassed! Wait... did I just really say he was cute? Oh God, never mind... never said that. 

"I knew that." He muttered. "I was, uh... joking. Yeah, joking." 

He awkwardly stared back at his hands, nodding his head. I laughed and leaned on his shoulder, a bit tired. He rested his on head on mine, the position quite comfortable. I snuggled further into him, liking how the heat of his body radiated on me. It warmed me up. 

"We're here, lovebirds!" Elysandra snapped me out of my thoughts, making me frown. 

Did I even think of him as more than a friend? Well, no. I don't think you can develop feelings in such a short period of time. Impossible. We all stepped out of the limo, my legs wobbling around, again. Those heels are killing me, and I just can't wait for this night to be over.

"I.D's please." The buff man said, his hands clasped together. 

Justin and I were squished together, hiding behind the others. They were sneaking us in a bar, and I didn't have a good feeling about this. We finally walked past, my heart thumping as the music grew even louder. 

Alfredo and Christina got us some shots, my nose scrunching up in disgust. I know I had to loosen up, I just have a pure hatred towards alcohol.  

"Everyone!" Elysandra shouted, ushering us all around a very small wooden table. "Take one!" 

I hesitantly wrapped my small hand around the glass, looking at the transparent liquid moving around. I nodded to myself, thinking I needed to have fun for once. Prove those damn idiots who thought you were a nerd, prove them who you actually are. 

"1,2,3... GO!" 

The burning sensation quickly took place in my throat, practically making me regret my actions. My hatred towards alcohol had aggravated. I knew I wasn't drunk, and I actually planned on keeping my stability that way. 

"LET'S DANCE EVERYONE!" Ely screamed, drinking her fifth shot. 

I was dragged on the dance floor, Your Body by Christina Aguilera playing. That song, is honestly the song I danced on a couple of months ago. It was some kind of sexy dance, we were dressed like sluts and I'll never forget that moment. I just can't. I have it on tape. 

"Loosen up a little!" Justin smiled, pushing me around so I could move. "You need to have fun!" 

I started dancing along, awkwardly at first, but crazily at last. Finally, a big round formed in the centre of the dance floor, people battling and dancing as if it was the last night of their lives, as if... it was their last dance. 

Suddenly, Justin gently pushed me, his hands freeing my hips. I found myself in the middle of the circle, alone, looking around like a fool. Ely motioned me to dance, people growing impatient at my lack of movements. 

My confidence was up high in the ceiling as I slowly pulled my heels off. Umbrella by Rihanna blasted through the speakers, so I just decided to go with the flow. I did a couple of inappropriate moves, I admit it, and I swear I had fun. The cheers were quite loud, so I finished it off with a simple flip, making them explode into loud shouts. 

(A/N: Something like that !)

I chuckled quietly, the small sound drowning in the crowd. The boys had smug looks and smirks, which obviously meant perverted thoughts. I'm not that dumb to not know what they're thinking about at the moment. Busted. 

"You looked sexy on that floor." Christina laughed, a bit drunk might I add. "Justin was watching very... intently." 

Yep, definitely drunk. 
The night ended by Justin and I dragging everyone in the limo, which included Alfredo trying to rape a a brick wall. I swear, it was the most awkward moment in my whole entire small town girl life. Might be traumatized.

Tomorrow, the tour continues in New York, so I'm quite excited for Madison Square Garden, I've always dreamed of it as something I'd never touch. Something I'd never accomplish. But here I am, in a tour bus with Justin Bieber, the most internationally known pop star, heading towards my dream. 

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Sorry for the wait! I couldn't finish it sunday since my grand mother came for a visit and she's from far way and monday I had to pack because I went camping with school. I'm in a concentration so, that's why! HOPE YOU GUYS LIKED IT!

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-Audrey :]

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