Imagine being a famous and respected singer who, despite being seventeen, has had two world tours and an American tour as well as number one albums and chart topping hits.
Since you grew up with the media and being in the industry because of your immediate family and the achievements they've made through music, sport and/or acting, you have a shield protecting you from the hate and the comments that are made about you.
But now since the public have found a new target in Justin Bieber, you have been given a little space, however, you can't help but feel empathy towards him as you've been there and have been attacked by what feels like the whole world.
Even though you haven't met Justin you still feel tremendous respect for the guy and since he is one of your half older brother's, Chris Brown, close friends then you have heard a lot about him.
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Y/N's p.o.v
Another day at the studio!!!
Some people might think that all work is terrible and boring but I adore mine as I am blessed and fortunate to have loyal people around me who support me 100%.
Walking to the studio, trying to dodge the paparazzi that are notorious for trying to take ugly pictures of me, whether being without make-up (which I tend not to wear) or just in casual everyday clothes like sweats. As soon as I step into the studio, I am hit with loud laughter, making me smile because I love when people genuinely laugh.
Walking closer to the middle of the room, I notice the laughter has now died down and the attention has moved to me.
"Sis, I missed you, where've you been?" An overenthusiastic Chris asked me as he brought me into a hug which made me glad that I was on a break since being away from my family for so long began to take a toll on me.
"Oh you know selling out stadiums," I answered casually, "You should try it."
Once I said that the laughter started again and everyone split off into their own conversations. Ignoring everything around me, I walk to the studio computer and go into my brother, Chris', music folder and sneak a listen to some of his new beats.
As I was listening to Chris' new track, I was gently pushed forwards to lean on the table in front of me and a warm and built body was pressed up against me, and I was trapped as the person put their large hands either side of my body and pushed closer towards me as I could feel their breath against my ear. Instead of causing a scene and being scared, I found myself enjoying the person's presence and something about the manly scent made me feel safe.
"Why you snooping, Wifey?" A low, husky voice spoke bringing me out of my thoughts.
"Who are you calling Wifey?" I snapped back causing a deep, manly chuckle to sound, the noise made me shiver slightly. Not going unnoticed, the guy smiled against my neck.
Moving one of his hands the guy began to wrap his tattooed arm around my waist slightly squeezing, feeling small amounts of butterflies I stayed in his embrace for a few seconds longer before pulling away and turning around. As I turned round, my eyes met a built chest covered in a plain white top that clung to his body and did it justice, bringing my eyes up I was faced with an annoyingly charming and cocky Justin Bieber, who was smirking proudly as he watched me check him out.
Trying to regain my posture, I smirked back not embarrassed that I was caught since he was extremely good looking and it doesn't hurt to look.
"Can I help you?" I asked Justin who was now looking me up and down. I crossed my arms over my chest thinking it would make him look at my face rather than my body, however, Justin had other ideas as he moved his eyes and began to stare at my chest which showed a little bit of cleavage. Being the confident girl I am, I shifted slightly and took a step closer to him and lifted his chin slowly barely touching him with my fingertips. Realising that there was a shift in the atmosphere and suddenly becoming hot as both Justin and I stared intensely into each other's eyes, I tilted my head slightly to the left as an indication for Justin to answer my previous question.
"Yeah, go on a date with me." Justin demanded quietly as he looked down at me due to the height difference. Sighing mentally, I stood up straighter ready to tell him the same speech that I tell other guys who try and fail to get me to go out with them.
"Listen, I don't know who you think you are but I'm not some easy hussy who jumps at the chance to go out with a guy. Especially, when the guy can get any girl to quickly drop their knickers. Sorry, but I think you have me confused with some common street walker and might have forgotten that I'm not naive nor am I easy, so no thanks I won't go out with you."
Seeing Justin's demeanour change slightly and being once again pushed up against the table behind me I sighed knowing my speech didn't even bother him.
"First of all, I'm Justin Bieber and I know I can get any girl but I'm not asking another girl out , I'm asking you out. Secondly, I know you're not easy, trust me I've heard about all the guys you've rejected, " With each word Justin moved closer to me and brought his head down so we were now eye level and I was able to see the determination in his hazel eyes. "Oh and by the way babe, I don't remember asking you cos I know you will go out with me."
Liking the way Justin was talking to me with confidence and slight arrogance, which I found attractive on him, I leaned up on my tiptoes bringing my mouth to his ear, hearing him take a deep breath most likely trying to control himself.
"Maybe you're right, maybe I will go out with you but that doesn't mean I'm gonna be some quick and easy lay." I whispered to him and lightly kissed his ear and began to kiss his jaw.
"Well I hate to break it to you but that's not all I want," Justin spoke with determination which made me pull away and listen clearly to what he had to say. Noticing this, Justin began to speak again. "What I mean is you and I are not all that different with being in the public eye. So I thought that it would be good to get to know the beloved Y/FULL/N and actually be able to have someone that understands completely what I have to go through every day and you know would kinda be able to help me and vice versa. So please babe cut the bullshit and remember that I too am not some common guy who thinks about sex all the time and that I might actually have good intentions."
After hearing Justin's speech I was able to see in his eyes the different emotions that included vulnerability which was what I could relate to massively. Forgetting about my usual comebacks and attitude, I moved my hands slowly up his muscular arms to his biceps where I squeezed gently, but not without breaking eye contact.
"Okay. Okay, I'll go out with you." With a genuine smile, Justin wrapped both his arms around me bringing me into a warm and comforting hug. He tilted his head so that his mouth was close to my ear and softly spoke.
"Not gonna lie though, with a body like yours it's hard not to think about sex." I giggled as he kissed my neck multiple times and knowing his charming self was back I wrapped my arms around his neck and tightly hugged him, liking the way he was taller and muscular as it made me feel safe and secure. After what felt like hours, both Justin and I pulled away but keeping eye contact as we were in our own little...
"OI. Do you want us to leave or..?" A loud voice broke us out of our trance and I glanced over Justin's shoulder to see my brother Chris, Khalil and three other guys who are part of the studio team looking at us with wide grins reminding me that we weren't alone in the room and that they potentially heard and saw the whole conversation
