Justin's POV
WTF?! That never happened before.
Most girls would be drooling right now. Her rejection encouraged me even more.
I had to get her number but how? The interview went on with me trying to get her attention and her ignoring me completely. When the interview was over, Selena, the interviewer and I stood up. Scooter left earlier.
The interviewer said his thank yous and I said mine, and he walked out of the room, leaving me and Selena alone.
There was an awkward silence which she broke by saying "Well, it was nice meeting you, Mr Bieber and have a pleasant stay here in Munich and Germany."
She reached out for a handshake but I had other plans.
I grabbed her hand, pulled her closer and kissed her hand.
"Thank you for being my translator and please call me Justin. Mr Bieber sounds too formal" I said pulling the gentleman move.
She looked at me weirdly and raised one eyebrow but caught herself again.
"You're welcome Mr... Ehhm... Justin." She pulled her hand out of mine and said good bye and left.
I was perplexed to say the least, this woman was very hard one to break but that made me crave her even more. Most women threw themselves at me and she was a challenge with a herself as a price I would love to win.
My head was working like crazy when Scooter stepped in the room "Man, what are you doing in here? Get your ass out of here and let's go."
I snapped out of my thoughts and followed scooter out of the building.
On our way out I was hoping to see her again but unfortunately I didn't.
Scooter spoke up again "Look what I have!" and waved a piece of paper in front of my face. I snatched it out of this hand and read "Selena Gomez / translator / mobile..."
Her business card.
My face lit up and I said to Scooter "I love you man," quickly man hugging him before starting to halfway dancing my way out of the building, getting weird looks and laughter from the people around me but I couldn't care any less now.
I had her number now, meaning I could contact her if I wanted to which I would most definitely do. We were in the elevator right now and I started dancing again, Scooter only laughing about my dorkiness.
When the elevator doors opened again, I casually walked to the car and hopped in the backseat, making myself comfortable.
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What will he do now with her number? Will they see each other again?