I heard people rushing about inside, no doubt looking for me, but I didn't want to go in yet. I sat down in front of a brick wall, with my head in my hands, preparing myself to be the happiest I could possibly be and give my fans the best concert. I felt the rain start to trickle down, but I was relieved as I knew my Princesses would be inside now. Waiting for me. I wasn't sure if Justin had gone on yet, I doubt he had though, there was no outbursts of fangirl screaming. I buried myself deep into my phone, reading through all the tweets about the concert. Everyone was excited, even those who couldn't go. I felt bad for not being in there. I stood up, slipping my phone in my back pocket and turning back to face the door. I took a deep breath, readying myself for all the yellings and worried rants I would receive and walked towards the door, pushing it open. I thought for a second that I would be okay because there was no one in sight, but out of nowhere came the fresh scream rants of my beloved manager, Beth.
"Where the heck have you been? We have been searching for ages. You're all wet and we haven't done hair, make up or costume and oh look, 5 minutes until the show. Justin's stayed out there as some sort of diversion, now get in there you, you..." She groaned and pushed me into hair and make up. They straightened my hair super fast and put a white bow in it, they did some basic make up, and threw me into costume, where I changed into some pink dress thing with long boots to match my bow. I ran out to the stage where I saw Justin talking to my fans. They were also his, but mine mine mine. I ran out and greeted Justin, to be kind and then greeted my fans.
"Hey guys!" I yelled into the microphone. They all screamed back and I smiled. "I love you!" I shouted again.
"We love you Faith!" They called back, almost in unison. I smiled once more and I could feel Justin looking at me. I didn't bother looking at him and instead jumped to the centre of the stage and pointed to my band to get them to start playing. They played about a note until they were interrupted by Justin.
"Hey guys, can I talk for a second?" He asked, first looking at the fans, the band and then me. I rolled my eyes.
"You've had plenty of time to talk Justin." I said, trying to make it sound kind. I went to point to my band again, but he came closer and pushed my hand down.
"No, I have an apology to make." He said, not really caring whether the crowd could hear him through his little microphone thing.
"Sorry means nothing Justin, it's just a five letter word." I looked into his eyes, which I don't think I could regret any more. His brown eyes were looking down into mine, filled with sadness.
"Well, I have to make it up to you somehow," he said, getting down on his knees. "What do you want me to do? I'll do anything." He grabbed my hands and I let him. I looked down at him. He looked so sorry and it just made me want to cry. I took my hands back and looked around at the crowd. I looked back down at Justin, who was still looking up at me. I took a deep breath and whispered.
"Stop doing drugs." He looked down to the floor, then nodded. He looked back up at me and nodded his head.
"Done." He said, into the microphone. I tried to hide my smile and looked down as he stood up. He grabbed my hand and turned us both around to the audience and lifted our hands up. He then pulled me into a hug and my Princess's went wild. I smiled.
"You smell good." I mumbled into his jacket. We pulled apart.
"Well of course I smell good, I'm Justin Bieber." He winked at me then walked off the stage. Leaving me, my band and my princesses. It couldn't get better than this.
The concert was soon over and after saying goodbye to my Princesses (I know these are Beliebers, but I couldn't find any Arianators), I headed backstage to grab my bottled water. I stayed in my dress because I had a meet and greet next so I thought it would be better to not bother changing. I drank some water and walked to where my meet and greet would be held. I had my bodyguard with me because they said they had to be and I had no right to say anything, I had to do what they say. I didn't bother fighting because it was way too hot for that. We stepped outside and the breeze happily greeted me. I took all the breeze in. The rain had stopped but looked like it would come back. We entered the small building where the meet and greet would take place and I sat down on the chair, with a table full of pictures of myself. I began to sign them as my fans came in and they looked happy to see me. I was happy to see them and waved in their direction. One by one they came to meet me and I gave them a signed picture and a photo. For those who didn't bring their phones (believe me, there were some) and for those who didn't have phones. I took them and I promised I would upload them.
Soon enough the meet and greet was done and all the fans were met and it was that time of day where I could sleep. Yay! We walked back to the main building so I could change. As we got out, I realised Kenny was still here, that meant Justin was. I looked up at Kenny and he smiled down at me. I smiled back. I looked towards the window and looked out of it. There were still some Princesses waiting outside for me. I heard some footsteps behind me but ignored them. It probably was for Kenny anyway. I felt myself being lifted, then the hands had a face and that was Justin's face. He was looking straight ahead. You could say he was not even aware that I was there, but he was carrying me, so maybe that's not a good example. I cuddled into his chest and I felt him tighten his grasp. I closed my eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
I had woken up to camera flashes.
"You're so cute when you're asleep." Justin cooed. Hang on, what's he still doing here?
"Where am I?" I asked, groggily.
"You're joining my tour." Justin smiled, happily. I half smiled then rubbed my eyes.
"I haven't got Bear." I mumbled, Justin led next to me and I snuggled into him, feeling more tired.
"It's okay. I'll be your bear." Justin whispered into my hair, he gently tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and he closed his eyes. I felt another flash go but I ignored it. I was too tired. I fell asleep in Justin's arms.
When I woke up, this time, at a happy hour. I grabbed my phone, remembering back to the flashes. I checked my Instagram and I had a lot of hearts. ((I think they're hearts? I can't remember.)) I smiled at them and clicked on my profile. The number icon on my pictures of me were bothering me, so I clicked on them and I saw the latest ones were from fans, I hearted a few then I came across ones from last night of me and Justin, I clicked on them smiling. Then realised I had a lot of hate. I sighed, ignoring it. Justin would want me too and plus, I don't think I can deal with it right now.
The instagram photo was well and truly up, and most of the interwebs had seen the new media Alfredo had kindly posted to his Instagram AND Twitter account. Seriously, what is that boy trying to start? I retweeted some of the fans that had said good things and ignore the bad. Me and Justin wasn't a thing yet, which I liked. I don't really believe in relationships so I wanted to stay clear of them. Even if they were going to be fake. The only thing important to me right now was setting things straight with my fans. Justin knew I didn't want to go straight back to the fake date and he seemed fine with it. I hope he does keep his promise, but I'll try not to hold it to him because I don't really expect him to keep it. I'm not saying I don't trust him, it's just, I know what he's like and I know promises are just made to be broken, so I'm not getting my hopes up. It was sweet of him to apologise to me, in front of all my fans, yesterday. He done it nicely and it didn't interrupt my time with my fans and also, he's a good Bear.
I got myself more comfortable on the sofa where me and Justin slept. I knew Justin had stayed with me all night because he's pretty big and he took up all the space. But he was comforting and kept pulling me closer so I didn't fall off, which was cute. I wasn't sure where he was now, probably eating or something that boys do. There was a knock on the door, then a familiar but muffled voice.
"Everyone decent in there?" Scooter asked, kind of awkwardly.
"Yeah!" I called back and he walked in. I smiled at him and he smiled back. He sat down in the armchair that was next to me and he flicked on the television. Justin walked in, all sleepy and cute and came and sat on my legs. "Owwww... ooh! Ally an Austin!" I yelled, somehow managing to get my feet from Justin's weight. "Keep it on, or so help you, Justin will go down your throat!" I yelled, in my best mean voice. "Hey shhh we're missing it!" I said again, knowing I was the only one talking, but I had to shut myself up. They both rolled their eyes at me, by now my eyes were glued to the screen.
"You know it's Austin and Ally, right?" Justin asked, looking at me. I threw a cushion at him, shutting him up but not letting my eyes off the screen.
"Um, hello! Ally and Austin!" I said back, half mesmerized by the tv. Justin shook his head and chuckled, resting his feet on the coffee table of which he quickly removed after getting a stern look from Scooter. "Isn't Austin really cute?" I asked no one.
"No, but Ally's hot." Justin said, now watching the television with me. I looked at him with a confused look.
"You don't even know who Ally is." I said, louder than I would have hoped.
"The hot with with brown hair." Justin said, looking at me grinning. He came closer to me, but only slightly. "Why? Are you jealous?" He asked, following it up with a wink.
"Psh, of you? Nah! Austin is so much hotter than you." I smiled, looking back at the television and pretending to daze dreamily. Justin scoffed and I smiled, victory is mine.
After our battle of the hottest, I was called to once again, be in the studio. Apparently, Cody Simpson wants to do some collaboration with me and my manager couldn't say no. Damn. She's like Conor Maynard.
"Hey, where are you going?" Justin asked, as I walked out of the door. I turned round to face him.
"I have to do some collaboration with Cody S, so I suppose I'm going to the studio." I said, smiling. Justin nodded slowly, taking the news in. I bit my lip in confusion, then turned towards the door once more.
"I'll see you there." Justin said, and with that, he walked into the living room, leaving a very confused Faith walking out of the door.
Aurelio wasn't there but there was a mysterious car. I walked up towards it and realised the windows were tinted so no one could see in.
"Like it?" A voice asked, definitely Australian. I turned around to see Cody staring back at me. I smiled at him and held my hand out.
"Hi, I'm Faith. I'm blessed you asked me to sing with you." I beamed, missing out the part where I wasn't actually a fan. He nodded and hugged me. My hand got squished in between mine and his tummies. He pulled apart. "Okay." I said slowly. He walked round me and opened the door.
"For my lady," he mocked, bowing. I curtsied and played along.
"Oh what a gentleman," I cooed, getting into the car. He closed the door behind me and swaggered round the front and got into the car himself.
"So, you and Justin?" He asked, slightly awkwardly. I sat up, and uncreased my top.
"We aren't a thing, if that's what you think." I said, trying to be confident and putting emphasis on 'thing'. Cody nodded, looking a lot more confident.
"That's good." He said, but sort of more to himself. I looked at him weirdly. He looked at me and picked up. "He's bad news. You need someone who's going to be there for you and look after you." Cody covered himself up.
We eventually got into the studio where my manager greeted both me and Cody. I also met Cody's manager, which was cool.
"Hey, I usually get a picture with the people I meet. Is it cool if I get one with you?" Cody asked, I nodded. Cody's manager took the photo. We went into the studio and started to sing the song 'They Don't Know About Us'. It was a great song and I loved it.
After recording, we got out.
"Hey, so I was wondering if you want to-" He was interrupted by another voice. I turned to look at Justin who had just walked in.
"Justin!" I happily yelled, running up to him and hugging him. He hugged me back.
"You wanna go get a drink?" Justin asked. I nodded and picked up my bag.
"Bye Cody, bye Beth, bye everyone. Thanks!" I shouted back at them as me and Justin left the studio. He had his arm around me, but I didn't mind. I thought it was cute. We got into his car. It wasn't as gentleman like as Cody, but I didn't care. I turned on the music on Justin's radio and One Time came on. I gasped excitedly.
"Nope." Justin said loudly, over his own voice. He went to turn it over but I slapped his hand away.
"Excuse me mister, but this has to be the best song you have done. Now let me listen to it, unless you want a repeat from FunnyOrDie!" I yelled sternly over the angelic voice of kidrauhl. He smiled and shook his head.
"That was only creepy because I wasn't expecting it. Also, he wasn't as hot as you." Justin flirted, turning down the radio slightly.
"Justin, you just called him slightly hot." I said, then burst out laughing. He hit my arm playfully.
"You know what I meant." He shook his head, smiling, looking out to the road.
"Hmm.. I don't think I do." I shot back, playfully. He stopped the car.
"You do know." He said, looking at me, smiling. I bit my lip playfully.
"Maybe I do maybe I-" I was interrupted by him kissing me. I kissed back, though unsure of what to do. He pulled away slowly, and I opened my eyes.
"I'm sorry. I didn't.." He trailed off. I shook my head.
"It's fine," I reassured him. "But I think I need that drink now, something has to take your breath out of my mouth." I winked at him and he rolled his eyes, starting the car up, driving to the nearest McDonalds.