Chapter 1 ; I Wont Give Up
"You got anything?" he asks holding up his phone, which illuminates the whole elevator. "Nope. No signal." I say doing the same thing. "That's just great." he says, wiping sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand.
It had been an hour since our stopped elevator and I had stripped down to my tank top and shorts. It was hot as hell in here. "Are you sure your not hot? You have a bunch of layers on, it's okay if-"
"I'm fine." He snaps and turns to face away from me. "Okay then..." I nod hesitantly. His voice still seemed vaguely familiar, but I couldn't put a name to it.
"Look I'm sorry if I'm a little cranky, but I was supposed to meet Selena at her room an hour ago and my phone died so I couldn't call her to let her know I'm fu.king stuck."
"Selena Gomez?" I said, not believing him. His face came to realization as he slipped a name.
"Can you keep a secret?" he asks again. "Consider it already forgotten." I say, tying my hair up into a loose bun.
"I'm Justin Bieber." He says taking off his sunglasses, and pulling off his beanie. It took all my courage not to freak out. I loved him and everything he did; movies, songs, music videos.
I shift uncomfortably in my spot next to him, and stretch my legs out.
"Cool." I swallow hard trying not to scream. "That's not the reaction I was looking for-" He says narrowing his eyes.
"Can I have your autograph?" I blurt, losing all my calmness. My hand flies up to cover my mouth. He gives a cute laugh, "I have something better." He says reaching into his jean pocket.
He pulls out something that looks like a picture and a pen, and scribbles on the back of it before tearing a piece off and handing it to me.
My hand trembles as I reach out and my fingers barely brush his as I take it from him. "You can reach me at that number. I love hearing from my fans." I blush a deep shade of red.
"W-w-wow. Th-thanks." I manage to choke. He gives a weak smile, "Its the least I can do while I'm in an elevator with you."
"Why are you stuck here and not on tour?" I ask suddenly realizing there are no paparazzi, or fans trying to chase him down.
"I'm not really supposed to tell anyone..." "I won't tell anyone. They'd be stupid to assume anything of you. Bad or good." I say crossing my arms. Red tints his cheeks, " I'm taking a short break and spending it with my girlfriend and my family."
My mind goes blank at the word girlfriend. I knew Selena and Justin were going out from the top news but I thought it was just for publicity.
I loved him more and more with every word he spoke, every laugh that escaped his lips. He was perfect.
And now Selena was going to go and fu.k it up.
"What's with the blank stare?" Justin says moving a hand in front of my face. I snap out of my thoughts,"Nothing I'm just a little..." I trail off.
"I get it.", "No one really understands how much pressure I'm under.." he says looking down at the floor.
"I do." I say quietly. He looks up at me in surprise. "My parents.." I go on shaking my head at the ground.
"They push me on my grades, beat me if there not all A+'s, want me to go to Harvard like them. And I'm just tired... of trying to please everybody I care about."
I had to admit it did sound promising. Even it if was a lie.
"Me too." he says shifting slightly. "Thats why I need-"
"A break." I finish, nodding my head and understanding.
"Sorry for your inconvenience. The elevator will proceed to level 9 in 30 seconds." a computerized voice announces through the speakers.
"Thank God." Justin sighs, getting up from his place on the floor. "Yeah.. Thank God.." I mumble, doing the same. "Hmm?" Justin says looking over at me.
"Nothing, nothing. It was a pleasure to meet you." I say saluting and giving him a quick smile as I step off the elevator.
He follows going down the same hall as me. I raise an eyebrow,"Selena is staying on level 9 too?" "Yeah, I guess I'll be seeing a lot more of you huh?" He says before taking a sharp right and heading down the hall, opposite of my room.
I practically sprint down to my room, shove the key in the slot, and push open the door in a haste. It was a really nice room, king bed, master bathroom, and a flat screen tv plastered on the wall. I flop down on my bed and scream into my pillow.
My life couldn't get any better.
sucky first chapter bleehhhh :/
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