Found: 20: Whatever It Takes.

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Chapter 20:

September 29th, 2012

8:15pm

 

I paced back and forth nervously backstage as I watched Cody Simpson do his opening act. Mine was just after his so it was just in roughly 15 minutes. I went back to my dressing room and did a few touch ups while Justin watched how nervous I was.

“Baby, it’s okay. Everything will go as planned.” Justin comforted me as we walked back to the stage.

There were so many halls to go through to get there, so we had some alone time before we actually got to the stage. I was nervous because I was alone out there, besides a few backup singers and the whole audience, but that was it. I say that like there's no people in the crowd haha.

“It’s just that I’m alone, you’re not out there with me.” I said as I turned to him.

“Just pretend that I am and you’ll be fine. Remember, you have to do this over 100 times at different concerts in different countries, so you’ll get used to it.”

I laughed and saw Cody run off stage. I hugged him and so did Justin and we told him that he did great. Now, I waited for my name to be called so that I could go on stage. I was actually rising up to the top stage and starting there in a cloud of smoke. Confusing, but it was cool.

“And now, give it up for the beautiful talented (YN) (YLN)!” DJ Tay yelled.

I rose from under the stage and closed my eyes. I waited for my cue and that’s when I started singing.

 

(Justin’s POV)

 

I watched (YN) rise up from under the stage and I smiled and waved. Just as I heard her start singing, I decided to go out in the crowd and take pictures. It was risky, but if the fans didn’t recognize me then cool, I might not die.

I walked through the small aisles and put my hood up over my hat. The fans were too busy cheering for (YN) to even realize that it was me. I stood in the aisles with Kenny and Moshe and took pictures of her. She looked so amazing and confident, it was sexy. I put my phone down and just watched, until I decided to have some fun. I turned to one of the fans and covered up my face as I spoke.

“How are you liking the performance?” I said in an abnormally deep voice.

“Justin!?” she screeched.

I uncovered my face and laughed.

“How did you know that it was me?” I laughed more.

She didn’t answer, just freaked out and jumped up and down, grabbing her friends. I hugged her before I continued to walk down the aisle and surprise fans. After a few minutes though, I left to go get ready for my performance. I stood in my dressing room and practiced a few minutes and ate food. I finished up and walked backstage. Once (YN) came off stage, we did our little ritual before my performance. I put my arm around her and we all prayed together. When we were done, I kissed her cheek and she smiled.

“You did amazing, like always.” I whispered in her ear.

She smiled and let go of me, pushing me towards the stage. I waited for my cue at the top of the stage while everyone set me up and attached me to my wings. I felt confident about my performance tonight, hopefully nothing would go wrong.

 

(Your POV)

 

I pushed Justin towards the stage where he needed to set up before I turned around to go change out of my clothes or just cover up the ones I was wearing at the moment. I began walking towards my dressing room, but just as I got there, I heard someone call my name. I turned around to see Tyler, my mom, and my four sisters. I ran towards them and attempted to grab them all in a hug.

“You guys came!” I yelled.

“Of course we came honey! It’s your first concert. Oh, and BTW, you did amazing up there!” my mom said as we hugged individually.

“Yeah, (YN), I love your outfit!” Taylor said right after.

I laughed and hugged the rest of them. I couldn’t believe that they all came, and Justin’s family was here too. I was going to stay backstage with them and converse, but I had to see Justin’s performance.

I took everyone out with me in the little area between the stage and the audience where we could stand. There were so many people with my family and Justin’s combined.

We all watched Justin as he came down and everything. He looked so amazing, and soon it was sadly my time to go get ready and change for our performance once more. I walked with confidence out towards the stage and looked for Justin to congratulate him, but he was nowhere in sight. I took my place on the upper stage and walked out when the music began. I sang my part and soon came Justin’s. I watched him walk out and stare at the crowd with passion before he turned to me and gave me a big smile. I walked towards him and took his hand in mine. It was so amazing to be doing this with so many different people in one place.

We finished our performance and I hugged Justin tight and congratulated him for earlier. He smiled at me and asked for a kiss off of the microphone, but I told him no because we were in the middle of a concert. He shook his head and escorted me off of the stage.

After a while, the song Out Of Town Girl played and Justin danced along to it. I never expected anything to happen, until I watched from the crowd, Justin throw up on stage. I covered my mouth and my immediate reaction was to run backstage when I saw him walk backstage. I found him right away sitting in a chair and drinking some water. I ran up to him and bent down on my knees to see him. I put my hand under his chin and lifted his head up slightly to look in his eyes.

“Justin, are you okay?” I said frantically.

He couldn’t even answer me before he turned to the side and threw up once more. I was pushed back as people attended to him. It was kinda scary, because I had no idea what was going on with him.

“I have to go back on stage.” He said as he wiped his mouth and went to stand up.

“Justin, I don’t think that that’s a good idea.” Scooter warned him as he pushed him back.

“I can’t let my fans down.”

He stood up and fixed his jacket slightly before he walked right back on the stage and apologized for the inconvenience. I shook my head and rolled my eyes; sometimes he was too dedicated, but that was a good thing. We all laughed backstage about how he was acting throughout this, but he didn’t throw up again.

The whole show was a success and after the concert I took my family backstage to meet Justin, again. They wanted pictures and surprisingly Justin felt better. He told me that it felt like he was never sick in the first place.

After everything and we finally got to settle down and just talk to everyone, we had to leave and get on the tour bus and head to the next show in Las Vegas which was about 5 hours away. We were going now instead of staying in hotels because we were just going to stay in a hotel in Vegas.

When I walked in the tour bus, I was pretty surprised about how decorated and amazing it looked. I was really excited to stay on here actually. I sat down on the couches and took a deep breath, still looking around and observing everything. Justin sat next to me and I leaned my head on his shoulder.

“Are you sure that you aren’t sick?” I asked again.

“I’m sure baby, don’t worry, it was just some bad milk.” He laughed.

He put his arm around me and we both sat peacefully on our phones as everyone around us talked and chatted about random things. I put a picture on Instagram, well a few, of me and my family and my friends and Justin and Justin’s family. Tonight’s concert was probably the best first concert I’d ever have. My favorite picture that I put up was one that I found on twitter that a fan from the audience took. It was Justin singing to me when we had our duet, I loved it.

“I’m gonna go change into some PJ’s and explore the bus.” I said as I stood up and Justin let go of me.

He smiled and unwillingly let go of my hand and I left and headed to the room where there were bunk beds. I figured that’s where we’d probably be staying for now seeing that’s all there was besides couches. I grabbed my bag and changed into some cute pajamas before looking around. This was a pretty big room for being in a tour bus; it was very spacy and still had 4 beds.

I walked out and found Justin messing around and realized that he’d already taken off his shirt. I laughed and sat down on the couch behind him. He was having this little rap battle with Twist and Za. I just shook my head and stayed on my phone without bugging them. I took a video while Justin wasn’t watching and it was pretty funny. Soon I got tired and I realized that it was 1:00am and we still had 4 more hours until we arrived. I laid my head in Justin’s lap and he played with my hair as we talked. Everyone had chilled out and was either sleeping or watching a movie, but I couldn’t seem to get tired just yet.

“Do you wanna go lay down?” Justin asked me after a while.

I nodded tiredly and sat up and scratched my head. Justin stood and held out his hand which I grabbed. He led us back to the bunk beds where Fredo was passed out along with Za and Twist. We were left with one of the top bunks which was hard to get on, but we eventually did.

I laid closest to the wall with Justin on my right. He got comfortable and put his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to his chest. He continued to play with my hair and I just quietly laughed.

“Do you like playing with my hair?” I asked.

“Yeah, it’s fun and soft.” He laughed.

He leaned in as best he could and kissed my cheek, leaving me tingly everywhere. I smiled and closed my eyes and laid against his chest. There wasn’t much room, but we managed to make it comfortable either way.

“Justin, I won’t be with you for this whole tour.” I reminded him as my eyes shot open.

“We’ll make it work, you’ll never be without me for more than a week.” He answered.

“Are you sure?”

“I hope I am, because I like you, a lot, and I don’t want my career to get in the way.”

“And if it does?”

“Then I’ll do things different to be with you.”

I didn’t want him to do anything different in his career, because he had so many good things going for him so far. I wouldn’t allow him to do such a thing, it was too risky.

“I don’t want you to change for me, Justin; I want you to fulfill your career and be who you are now.”

“I’ll do whatever you want baby, as long as you’re happy and in my arms like this every night from here on out. I won’t let go of you that easily, remember that.”