"So what do you think? How do I look?" Justin says modeling his boot-cast to me once we were back on the bus and I giggle as he playfully strikes a pose.
"Wonderful" I clap and sit down on the couch. I take out my phone and open snapchat, taking a picture of him as he went into the kitchen to get something, making sure his boot-cast was in the picture.
'poor j got hurt again 😔'
I posted it to my story, seeing it getting 100+ views right away, a few screenshots as well. I went on Twitter also and checked my notifications, which I haven't checked in a while. Apparently photos got out of me, Justin , and Khalil going into the doctors office and people were asking if everything was ok, mainly because in one of the pictures, you could almost see the pain in Justin's face. I replied back to one of the people asking as Justin came back and sat down next to me.
"Whatcha doing?" He says as he puts an arm around my shoulders.
"I was on Twitter, people were asking if everyone was ok, there's pictures of me you and Khalil going to the doctors today." I reply back and he nods.
I go into my dms, which I never do, and see that I was added into a group chat of what looks like Justin's fans. They must have just added me because a lot of the messages have my name on them.
"What do you think they would do if I sent a picture of you into this groupchat right now?" I giggle quietly at the thought and show him the group chat.
"Scream, cry, maybe start a riot, who knows." He shrugs and I tap on the camera button in the dm and sneakily lift my camera up so you can see his face on the screen even though I know he's watching me do this and take the picture.
"Perfect" I say happily and lay my head on his shoulder. "I'm gonna send it, this is gonna be so funny." I smile to myself as I send the picture.
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(I SAW THIS ON INSTAGRAM I HAD TO USE IT)
Right after I sent that this group chat starts overflowing with unreadable messages. I start laughing and show my phone to Justin again, hearing him chuckle a little bit too.
"Your phones gonna explode" Justin says as he sees the messages still coming through quickly.
"But it's so funny to watch" I say and continue to look at the messages and giggle occasionally, locking my phone after watching it for a few minutes.
"That was such an attractive picture of me wasn't it" he looks down at me and smiles,
"Attractive, is that what people are calling it nowadays?" I tilt my head up to look back at him, giving him a confused look.
The smile stays on his face as he looked away shaking his head letting out a laugh. "That's exactly what they call that."
"What's up fools!" I hear Khalil say as he comes onto the bus, sitting on the couch across from us.
"What's up with you? Where were you just now?" Justin says as I lay my head back into his shoulder.
"Checking out this place. The venue is huge tonight dude. There's already some people in there for the show. I got stopped by a few of your fans. I felt so important" He smiles proudly as I laugh quietly.
"I'm still surprised it sold out." I can hear him sigh after he says that.
"How are you surprised?" I ask him, genuinely confused. "You seem to have forgotten you're Justin Bieber, a name known around the world."
"Still crazy." He shrugs, making my head go up and down with his shoulder.
"You're crazy" I shrug mimicking him.
"You right" Khalil says and I hear Justin gasp.
"Dude!" He says, sounding offended and I laugh again looking up at him to see his expression. Just after that I hear a knock on the bus doors.
"Justin, Emma you guys need to get ready for the show." I look over and see Scooter at the entrance of the bus.
"Thanks scoot." Justin replies and Scooter nods getting off the bus. "Come on ma lady." He stands up and holds out his hand for me. I take his hand and he helps me off the couch then we both leave the bus and go into the venue.
