As Long As You Love Me- Justin Bieber

Chapter 1

It had been a week since Ellie and I had been to Justin Bieber's concert. 
"And I quote" Ellie read off her phone. "'Staying in London a bit longer, I have unfinished business' that's his tweet! He's staying in London Tammy!" 

I had told Ellie that I had met Justin after the concert when I went back to get my phone when he followed her on twitter. She was a little angry that it was me and not her seeing as she was the bigger fan, but I got her happy by reminding her that he had just followed her. I missed out the part where he gave me his number. I've been waiting to decide whether or not to text him.

I saw my blackberry flash and looked over at a new twitter direct message. It was from him, from Justin Bieber. 

'Tamsin Elliot, you never called?' I couldn't tell through a message whether he was annoyed or just being sarcastic. 

'Sorry, I was busy' I quickly sent it with my eyes closed. I was terrible at talking to boys and considering he was famous I should be fangirling. 

'We should catch up? I'm still in London' I took in a sharp breath. 

'Seriously?' I hated being messed around. 

'Yes. How about tomorrow? Meet me on Oxford street at 12:30' London was a mess to me, I had no idea where anything was and it was just too big for me to get to grips with. 

I'm not going to lie I wasn't going to say no to Justin Bieber. I should probably tell Ellie and let her come with me. I mean I never would have met him without her taking me to that concert, but there is this part in me which wants me to not tell her and to go on my own. Selfish right? I just feel like it should only be me. If it goes well then I'll tell her. Maybe I should set her up with him, then it would be a good excuse. 
But I know I have this crazy feeling eating me up inside that's telling me that I shouldn't tell her at all I should take him for granted. 

What do I do?

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I didn't end up telling her. On one hand I'm thankful I don't have her buzzing in my ear aid making it scream on the other I wish I weren't alone in this. At that concert he gave me a chill, it made me terrified yet exhilarated at the same time. I rubbed my goose bumped arms. I hated going out on Sunday's I had school tomorrow and even though it was my last year and I shouldn't really care, I did and Sunday nights were my early night. My train rolled to a stop at oxford street station. I climbed out and up the stairs into the busy buzzing London street. 12:05. Just a little early then. I went to the six floored top shop and browsed the bottom floor. If I went in too deep it would take me until six that evening to get out. I checked my phone again for the time 12:29. Oh dear better be quick. 

I had no idea where Justin had meant on Oxford Street, he hadn't actually specified. So there I was walking up and down the street looking in every direction. Then it hit me. I had always thought of Justin Bieber as a cocky player who would do one night stands, speaking of stands that is exactly what he was doing to me. I felt heat rush to my cheeks, how could I be so stupid? I rolled my eyes before returning to the station ready to go home just a little disappointed. 

I started to walk down the steps. 

"Are you going somewhere, Tamsin Elliot?" That American voice rang through my ears and played like sweet music to me. I looked around for him. I couldn't see him maybe I just imagined it. I hope not otherwise I would be going mental due to how real it sounded. 
I shook my head and carried on walking.
"I asked you a question?" I heard the voice again. I turned to where it came from: behind me. I saw a man wearing a long coat and a hat staring at me. Slowly I took a step closer. 

"Justin?" I bit my lip. He raised his hat slightly showing off his hair. Justin winked at me. 

"Didn't think I'd not turn up did you?" He asked walking up the stairs. I followed him. 

"I did a little" I admitted. 

He chuckled. "I don't generally cancel my plane home for nobody!" 

"Your still here because of me?" I gasped turning to him.

"I wanted to see you again" Well isn't this a first I thought. We turned off the busy high street onto a calm off road where only a few people walked. There was a large car parked in the centre. "That's where were heading" He nodded at the car. We walked over to it and he opened the door for me. It must of looked a little pervy, Justin looked like an older man and he was letting an 17 year old girl into his fancy big car. 

He immediately took off his disguise as soon as he sat in the drivers seat. "Want to know where were off to?" He flashed a grin at me.

"Go on then" I buckled my seatbelt in. 

"I booked us a nice table at this restaurant I saw" He smiled proudly at himself. "The lady on the phone really liked my accent!" 

I smiled. "It's all new for you"

"So how come you didn't text me?" He asked suddenly starting the car up. "I know you weren't busy! If I'd given it to another fan they would have texted me right away!" 

"You don't give your number out a lot do you?" I asked hopefully. 

"No, you were different, just by looking at you. There was something about you. Something-"

"Ordinary?" I knew I was nothing special I didn't need it coming from a famous singer. 

"That's not it" He shook his head pulling up onto a kerb after an extremely short journey. 

He opened my door again for me. Then led me towards the restaurant. 

"Won't people be able to see you?"I asked as we walked into the empty restaurant. 

"I don't think so, seeing as I booked out the whole place! This ain't my first time" He smiled. 

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I arrived at home at 9:30PM. Justin had driven me home. As soon as I got through the door I ran up to my room and fell onto my bed. It had to be a dream? I didn't spend the evening with Justin Bieber?

I checked my phone. A message from Ellie. 

'Oi, where you been all day? Your mum says OS? How dare you go shopping without me!x' I smiled and texted her back.

'Ha no! Just seeing an old friend!' 

'Oh okay! Do I know him/her?' Contemplation.

'Doubt it' 

'Oh well I hope you had fun!' Best evening of my life thank you Ellie.