The club was more like a rave. It was underground, and the rail to the stairs was shrouded with glow sticks. My bodyguards had to cover me as usual from the paparazzi as Selena and I entered the club.

The music was blasting as loud as Selena's screeches. There were so many people dancing and grinding and kissing on each other. The bar was lit with flowing waterfalls that had glow-stick powder in the water. A group of 3 or 4 girls nudged each other.

That's Justin Bieber! That's him! The murmurs ran through the girl's ears. Selena sneered at them and grabbed my arm, but the girls just kept freaking out that that's Selena Gomez! As well.

One rave song ended an another one started. Selena's eyes lit up. "This is my song!" She let go of my hand and went to dance with her friends.

***

Chloe's already drunk. That's just Chloe. Melanie finally leaves the bathroom, after being pestered by a few fans to sign some autographs. When Animals by Martin Garrix blasts through the DJ panel, she knows she has to go dance.

(Music to set the mood)

Melanie jumped around, her curls flowing around her. By the second beat drop, A guy asked her to dance. She agreed.

"So, what do you do?" The guy yelled over the music, coughing over his words, almost like he was trying to disguise his voice.

"I'm a singer," she yelled back, but immediately cupped her hand over her mouth because she thought the guy would know it was her. She laughed it off. How would a guy in a club ever listen to Cry Baby?

"I am too, actually," He responded. "What kind of music do you do?"

"I like to write in child form," she responded, pouring her heart out. "I'd say i'm pretty Alt Pop. I like to take childlike themes and change their perspective to an adult's problems."

"O-oh," He said, clearly flustered.

"Sorry, do you not like that type of music?" Melanie replied, a bit of annoyance in her voice.

"No, not at all. Maybe you'd like to meet in the bathroom? It's so dark in here, I'd like to pair a face to an enchanting imagination."

"O-okay." She responded, biting her lip.

***

I knew it was Melanie. It had to be! I grinned and followed her to the cisgender bathroom.

She stood by a sink, her palms covering her eyes. She grinned, showing her space between her teeth. She looked so cute I wanted to kiss her right then.

"Open your eyes," I said, clearing my voice.

She took her hands away and slowly fluttered her eyelids open. She instantly went white and was about to scream when I put a hand to her mouth. Her breath was sweet and warm against my skin.

"This was stupid," I said, shaking my head. "I'm so stupid. I'm sorry."

Melanie violently shook her head. I took my hand away as she whispered, "don't say that. I'm talking to Justin. Bieber."

"Justin, please," I sighed and swept my hair back.

She bit her lip and smiled. "Why did you want to meet me?" She gestured down to her fluffy attire. "Shouldn't you be making out with Selena or something?"

"Don't even get me started on that bitch." I flushed cold water on my face.

Melanie stifled a laugh. "She's really pretty, though."

"You are, too," I looked up, stabling my hands on the edges of the sink. There was a long, awkward silence.

Her mouth turned into a questioning thought. I nodded before she could start. "I was scrolling through Spotify when I discovered you."

She smiled and blushed, holding her hands together and cradling them back and forth. "Which song?"

"Cry Baby, of course," I grinned and rubbed the side of her arm.

"You should listen to Teddy Bear, I think you'd really like it."

"You know how to get that promo," I said, and we both laughed.

"Meeyyyyylaaaaahhhhneeeee!" Chloe drunkenly called. Melanie scattered through her pockets, grabbed a piece of paper and a lipstick, and scribbled down her number.

"Bye!" Melanie gave Justin a slight hug and left the bathroom.

Justin couldn't help but smile at the combination of numbers, with the 3 smudged at the side and the parentheses fading away.

See you next Sunday!

Xx Katy