Justin Bieber Gave Me Back My Music... And the Prize was My Heart

Justin Bieber Gave Me Back My Music... the PRize Was My Heart Ch. 2

Artemis' POV

We were almost done with the concert. The stupid thing wouldn't end!!! The last song was Favorite Girl, apparently, because he'd sung everything else he'd written. GIrls started screaming extra loud after he said something. Probably something stupid, or something obvious, like, "I love you guys". Of course he does, why would he be up there if he didn't ?

THen I was being lifted into the air. "Oh, no, you dont! Put me down! I am not..!" My yells were cut off as the screaming fans started sobbing. Seriously? "Switch places with me, I beg you!" I mouthed to my friends. Some friends, they weren't even looking! "Remind me to never go into foreign territory with you guys!" I yelled. Apparently Jazmine heard, and got Diana's attention, but it wasn't fast enough. I was already on stage.

I was having a panic attack. I started to feel tears brimming in my eyes. I shut my eyes so I wouldn't see what scares me the most. People watching me, waiting for a performance. People who would turn on you the second you got something they wanted. They're all like him, I realized. They dont care about the person themself, but what they can get through them.

Justin Bieber started singing, and I was handed a microphone. I couldn't sing, not with everyone here to listen and ridicule in their small groups of friends. I mmoved my lips, but no sound came from my throat. My friends were staring at me in horror, they knew what I had been through. I couldn't do this, I needed to get off of this stupid, endless stage! It's alright, Artemis, just until the end of the song, I told myself. Just dont... panic.

The song ended and I finally opened my eyes. To see perfect brown ones looking through me to my scarred heart. I gasped and fell backward. Apparently they had closed the curtain after Favorite Girl.

"Are you alright, babe?" He asked, concerned, helping me up. Man, today just wasn't my day. MAN, he was HOT in person! 

NO, bad Artemis! Don't think like that! I chastised myself.  I shook my head clear.

"Yeah, I'm alright. You scared me,"I admitted. He lifted an eyebrow.

"I meant on stage." He clarified, a small smile creeping onto his face.

"Justin, we ARE on stage," I pointed out. HIs smile lit up his face like a Christmas tree, and I couldn't help but, in the deepest part of my heart, want to keep him smiling forever.

"Hey, you know what I mean!" He laughed. "What's your name, by the way?"

I was about to open my mouth and tell him he had to find out on his own when Jazmine, Diana, and Selene burst through the curtains, shouting, "Artemis, are you alright? We saw, I'm sorry, I can't believe we didn't notice..." Yada yada yada. They kept apologizing until I lifted my hand, at which point they shut their mouths.

"GIrls, its alright. I was just about to explain to Bieber over here why I don't do performing anymore, but since you have so much to say, you can do it. I hate the  story anyway," I said, brushing my bangs out of my face. Justin looked at me quizzically, then turned to the girls.

"It's alright, you dont have to. I'm sure Artemis will tell me in her own time," he said kindly.

I think that's when I officially fell in love with Justin Bieber.