"Hey, are any of you my One Less Lonely Girl?"
I started to sing "One less lonely girl." While I was singing the second verse a girl stepped on stage. She was bueatiful. She had the same hair color as my hair but it was straight, bueatiful chocolate eyes, and freckles. She was wearing a purple baggy T-shirt. On the left side it was tied in a knot. She had white skinnys on and the same purple shoes I have. She looked bueatiful.
When I started to sing the chorus I stared to get closer to her. I put my arms around her and the weirdest theing happend, I felt sparks. I don't even know this girl but I felt sparks and a warm feeling inside of me. I continued to sing and the I gently touched her arm. I felt another spark. I was freaking out. She looked at me and I saw her bueatiful chocolate eyes. I started to melt in her eyes and then I notce I wasnt singing. Everyone was staring at me so I tried to act like I was suppose to do that and continued. She kept smiling and her eyes kept meeting mine. I couldn't help but smile too. He smile made me feel warm inside. A good type of feeling. I put my head on her sholders and kept singing. She gentle put her head on mine. I didnt want to move. It felt good. But i had too. So I i slowely moved my head up and gently touched her arm. I still felt sparks.
The song ended and to be honest i wished it didnt. I liked having her around me even though it was like 1 minute and 50 seconds. It felt good. We went back stage and Scooter took her.
"Hey Scotter come here."
He walked over and gave me a questionable look. "Whats up?"
"Can you figure out whose that girl, where she lives, and her number?"
Scooter began to smile and I got nervous that he was about to say-"Oh why? Do you like her?" Nevermind he said it.
I shook my head no and Scooter just smiled. Gosh why does he always assume if I want a girls info I gotta like'em. Wow now thinking about it. It makes alot of sence.
--- 2 Days Later---
It's been two days since I sang to that girl. Scooter still doesnt have any info about her. I might as well just give up=(.
"Her names Jenifer Milson, she lives in New York, and her number is ??? ??? ????."
"You found out who she was. Really? Oh my gosh we have to go to New York!!! NOW!!!"
Scooter laughed at me and then said "I thought you didnt like her, haha"
My cheeks started to feel warm. "Oh yeaa. She's just another girl. Its ok. I dnt have to go."
But somthing in my stomach told me i had to go. I had to see her bueatiful chocolate eyes and that bueatiful smile and her bueatiful... Bieber whats your with you. She's just another girl. Get a hold of yourself there. But i couldn't she was simply irreplaceble.
"Well why cant we just visit her, say hi, give and autograph, and then leave?" i smiled hoping he was going to say yes. Please say yes. Please!
"Fine but only that. Nothing else. No spending a week with her Biebs. I dont want you to get involve with a fan. That might ruin her normal life."
Scooter was right. I would never take that life from her. She's lucky to have it. I cant get involve with her like that. W can just be friends. For now on!
---At the airport---
I sat down in my seat it was B6. My favorite number. I looked to the left and saw a girl about my age stareing at me with her mouth open. I swear it was all the way to the floor.
I laughed and said "Hey I couldnt help but notice your stareing at me. Why???"
The girl eyes widen and she screamed lightly and then calmed down. " Be.cause.your.Justin.Bieber.and.i.looove.your.musi ccc!!!"
She started to scream but I put my finger on her lips and said "shhhhh please dont scream I have a headach from the other fans screaming"
She nodded her head and kept staring at my eyes. I smiled and gave her a hug, a couple of pictures, and an autograph.
Another day of smiles. I love making my fans smile. It makes them feel soooo special and thats what they are to me. They're special. Everyone of them. Without them I wouldnt be here today. Im blessed to be here and have them in my life. People ask me if I would ever pick one fan to be mine. I cant. I love them all and no matter who i pick they wont be happy. I promise i wont.
Or will I???