Madi's POV:
"We’re gonna scream on rooftops, dance in the rain. We'll open up our hearts, yeah, forget the pain. And they can call us crazy, freakin’ insane. We’re unbreakable. We’re unbreakable. You’re unbreakable." I sang as I turned around, ending the song and dance. I looked out into the empty seats, pretending it was the crowd, preparing for tonight.
"Great job, you're ready." Scooter said.
"I'm always ready." I smiled.
"Touché." Scooter said, as I laughed. "JUSTIN!" Scooter shouted, trying to get Justin's attention.
"WHAT?"
"C'mon! You need to rehearse!"
"UGH!" He groaned loudly. "CAN (Y/N) COME?"
"SURE!"
"OKAY! BE OUT IN A MINUTE!" Justin said, as Scooter looked at me weirdly. I shrugged.
"HURRY UP JUSTIN!" I heard. I think it was (Y/N), but I'm not sure.
"I'M TRYING!" A voice that sounded like Justin's said, as he ran in, with (Y/N) on his back. He set her down gently, and panted.
"You're welcome, Scooter!" (Y/N) smiled.
"For what?" Scooter said, confused.
"I made Justin run from his dressing room, to get here fast."
"Oh... Well thanks then. Justin you ready?"
"Yeah, just let me get my mic." He said, and ran to get it. "That hold on tight. Yeah, that hold on tight. Ooh, that hold on tight. Them lips won’t let me go." Justin started. "That hold on tight. Yeah, that hold on tight. Ooh, that hold on tight. Them lips won’t let me go." He sang again. He started dancing, while continuing to sing. "Don’t let this go to your head, but you’re the best I’ve ever had. Not to mention that thing is swollen. You got me, oh, so in a trance." He moved around on stage, as if he was interacting with the Beliebers.
"Something like a zip lock, but a lip lock
Want you wrapped 'round my arm like a wrist watch
Oh, so hard walking out
Got me stuck like crazy glue, ooh
That hold on tight
Yeah, that hold on tight
Ooh, that hold on tight
Them lips won’t let me go
(Lips won’t let me go, lips won’t let me go, oh)
That hold on tight (that hold on tight)
Yeah, that hold on tight (that hold on tight)
Ooh, that hold on tight
Them lips won’t let me go
Got me tossing, turning in the bed
Your place is where I'd rather be instead
You don’t know your strengt
Missing you is like adrenaline
Oh, when you got me in a grid lock
What a great spot
Yeah, that turned up kind of love and it just won’t stop
No, so hard walking out
Got me stuck like crazy glue, ooh babe
That hold on tight
Yeah, that hold on tight
Ooh, that hold on tight
Them lips won’t let me go
(Lips won’t let me go, lips won’t let me go, oh)
That hold on tight (that hold on tight)
Yeah, that hold on tight (that hold on tight)
Ooh, that hold on tight
Them lips won’t let me go, oh, baby
Holding back the faces I would make
I’m a fan and you’re the rock star
Making it hard on me
Visualize a monster
‘Cause you’re too bad for me
Shot that arrow, I’m hit
Need you right near me
Trying to maintain, so don’t mind if I turn away (no, no)
I try to maintain, so don’t mind if I turn away, ooh
That hold on tight
That hold on tight
Ooh, that hold on tight
Them lips won’t let me go
(Lips won’t let me go, lips won’t let me go, oh)
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A Keeper: Justin Bieber Story
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