Straightening your dress, tu look out the tinted window of the car. A small, almost inaudible sigh escapes your lips as tu see just how many fans and reporters it is out there. tu look up to the rear-view mirror when tu hear your driver clear his throat.
“Don’t worry, Ms. Y/L/N. tu look stunning tonight.” The driver, Mr. Rogers, smiles at you. Feeling a blush cover your cheeks, tu bolso, monedero your lips.
“Thank you, John.” tu say softly, inhaling deeply just as another man opens your door.
Grabbing your purse, tu plaster a smile on your face and get out of the car. Shouts and hollers are thrown at tu and the fake smile suddenly turns into a true one. Your fans mean almost everything to tu and tu can’t help but to smile when they’re lose by.
Following the unwritten protocol, tu turn towards the crowd and pose here and there. A smiling pose, a perfil pose and your signature pose; mostrando the back of your dresses (which usually always had something special about them) while smiling over your shoulder.
tu make your way across the red carpet and before tu know it, you’ve reached the several reporters. Inwardly taking a deep breath, tu walk towards them with a smile on your face.
“And we’re live now with the gorgeous Ms. [Y/N] Y/L/N.” One of them says and tu immediately turn your attention to what appears to be a man from MTV. “Now, what we’re all dying to know is what tu decided on wearing today?”
tu glance down at your sheer dress which is colored almost blood red. “I’m wearing Alaïa today, actually.”
“Well, tu look stunning as always. So… To the siguiente thing people want to know now. What is going on between tu and a certain Canadian pop star?”
“What? Justin Bieber?” tu ask confused, furrowing your brows. The reporter nods eagerly, obviously thinking he’ll get the siguiente big scoop. “There’s nothing going on. I haven’t even met him before. We’ve tweeted each other before, sure, but I’ve never met him in person.”
“Never? Because there is a rumor circling that he has a crush on you.” He sing-songs, playfully winking at you.
Blushing, tu bite your lip as tu ponder the information this man just told you. Justin Bieber? Having a crush on you? It seems so unreal. Never had tu even imagined it and now a stranger is telling tu he has a crush on you?
“O-oh, really?” tu stutter out, finally coming back and realizing that tu are being filmed for live television.
“Yep! Truth to be told, he told me that he is really looking adelante, hacia adelante to meet tu today.” The reporter smiles widely, “So what are your thoughts on him? Are the feelings returned?”
“Oh, uh, well… I haven’t really thought about it before. I’ve never seen myself as a big enough celebrity to, tu know, fecha him. He’s a great person though and his música is amazing.”
“So there is a chance you’ll return the feelings then, huh? Oh, there he is! Let’s get him over here, shall we? Justin!” The reporter exclaims suddenly, waving his arms to capture Justin’s attention.
tu turn your gaze to the ground immediately, too nervous to see if the reporter was successful in getting Justin to come over. When tu vaguely hear him announce to the camera that Justin is only a few feet away, tu silently curse yourself.
“What’s up, man?” Justin’s voice fills your ears, making tu look up again just in time to see Justin and the reporter doing a hand shake which they both obviously are familiar with.
“I decided play matchmaker today. Justin, this is the stunning Y/N. Y/N this is the handsome Justin Bieber.”
“Hello, beautiful.” Justin grins, taking your hand before pressing a kiss to the back of it.
tu feel your cheeks heat again and silently pray that it isn’t too noticeable, but Justin soon proves tu wrong,
“You look cute when you’re blushing.” He bluntly states as he pulls tu into a hug. Out of pure embarrassment, tu bury your face into the crook of his neck.
“Stop it. I don’t want to be all over the covers tomorrow with the nickname tomato.” tu whisper into his ear, suddenly feeling very brave. Well, that is until tu realize that you’re practically clinging onto him.
“Oh my god, I’m sorry.” tu exclaim softly, suddenly feeling very exposed when tu realize that the both of tu are still being taped for mtv and a dozen other magazines and TV channels.
“Don’t worry, beautiful. I don’t mind.” Justin grins playfully, snaking his arm around your waist before pulling tu close to him.
You’re too caught up in the fact that Justin has his arm around your waist to realize all the looks of pure adoration o envy. tu have also forgotten about the multiple cameras around you, only realizing it when tu vaguely hear the mtv reporter say “And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how tu match the two biggest stars right now. Justin Bieber and [Y/N] Y/LN is now…”
The rest is just a blur as Justin leads tu away, still keeping tu close to his side.