Justin's POV
Everyone's screams fill the arena as I sit down on the stage, they all reach up and try to touch me but I ignore them. Instead I look out into the audience and watch them stare into their cameras, and not at me.
Even the people right in front of me have their phones out, I want to say something but I know I can't. I just keep thinking about what Ariana said to me and what she's trying to get me to do, but I just don't know what she wants
"You guys know what song is next" I speak up and hold a girl's hand, "I want you guys to sing it with me ok?" I say as the music begins in hope to get them to interact with me
"Feeling like I'm breathing my last breath, feeling like I'm walking my last steps" I hear their faint voices sing with me
"Look at all of these tears I've wept, look at all the promises that I've kept"
Ariana's words flow through my mind as I sing and I don't know what she wants from me. She was so vague but so demanding, but I'd do anything for her.
I know it probably sounds silly so say I love a girl I just met, but it's true. I love that she isn't afraid to tell me how she feels just because I'm famous, she treats me as if I'm her actual friend.
I don't know many girls like that anymore, they all just want something from me
"I put my all into your hands, here's my soul to keep. I let you in with all that I can, you're not hard to reach"
I love her and I want her to love me...but she doesn't. She hates me, she said so herself.
I want to change for her, but I don't know how. I don't want to loose her, she treats me like a person. Not some art at a museum.
She keeps telling me to fix my relationship with my fans, but I don't know how to break through to them. All they care about is taking pictures of me, and they've disrespected my privacy on countless occasions
There's a girl next to me without her phone out, so I reach down and hold her hand. Her face lights up and a smile stretches across her face
She stands onto her tippy toes and kisses my hand, and she mouths the words I love you and I see her eyes sparkle with tears
"And you bless me with the best gift, that I've ever known" I realize that my little action probably made her day and squeeze her hand
Is this what Ariana wants? For me to do this? Can I win Ariana back and my beliebers back by just doing this?
"You give me purpose" I rub the girl's hand with my thumb and she releases me
I shake my head and reach for her hand again, and she gladly takes it, "Yeah, you've given me purpose"
I see that she is a rather small girl, she's built like Ariana. I reach my other hand out and hold both of her hands, I pull her up onto the stage and I hear people start screaming. She sits down next to me and holds onto my arm, resting her head on my shoulder
I chuckle and rest my head on her's
"Thinking my journey's come to an end, sending out a farewell to my friends, for inner peace" I remove my arm from her grip and place it around her
"Ask you to forgive me for my sins, oh would you please?" She hugs me tight and I look up on the big screen behind me to see that she is crying
"I'm more than grateful for the time we spent, my spirit's at ease" I pick my head up and she does the same, I wipe her cheeks with my thumb and her smile comes back
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Let Me Love You
Fanfictionhi and welcome to this dank ass story,,im not sure what happens. something about Justin being famous, Ariana being not famous, them falling in love, and life being difficult,,,you know just the average and unoriginal story plot of wattpad.