My name is Núria and I’m a Spanish belieber. I know everyone says this, but I never though I would ever be lucky enough to get the chance to meet Justin or to live any experience related to him. Let me start off that on July 14th 2012, was the day I went to Stratford. You may be thinking, “What? A Spanish belieber in Stratford?” But yeah, I WENT TO STRATFORD. I was studying English in Canada for a month and staying with an amazing host family who made one of my dreams come true. They live 1.5 hours away from there and I spent the whole way singing to Justin’s song with them and my friend Belén. I was crying and sobbing when I got there. For someone that’s from a small town near Barcelona, Spain, it was something that seemed impossible to do. It was one of the best days of my life. I sat on the steps of the Avon Theatre, where it all started. Unbelievable. But I’m here to tell you about the day I made my biggest dream come true, after almost 5 years of being a belieber, I finally met Justin Drew Bieber Mallette. It all started on December 18th 2012. I had floor tickets to go to Justin’s concert in Barcelona on March 16 , but that day my friend @CyrusTheWorld sent me a link that said that they were selling M&G tickets. I cried for almost an hour trying to convince my mum to buy them and that I’d give her the money if she did it. I was so scared they would be sold out by the time my mum said yes, but luckily they weren’t so I bought one. What did I do with my other ticket? I gave it to a belieber who couldn’t afford buying one. It’s all about giving back, right? From that moment, I knew that I had to do something for other beliebers who didn’t have the opportunity to meet Justin, so I made a scrapbook for him, but like a professional one. I spent hours and hours working on it and it cost me almost 300€. I was hoping Justin or someone from the team would see it. On March 16 2013, I got up really early because of my nerves. I prepared everything for the concert and the M&G and at 11 we (my mum, my dad, my neighbour’s sister and I) left for Justin’s hotel in Barcelona, Hotel Arts. We waited there for about 1.30h but Justin didn’t come out and I had to go to the venue to meet so friends there so I couldn’t stay any longer. Hours passed really, really, really slow but it was 4:30 p.m. and I had to be in the line for the M&G at 4:45 p.m. I couldn’t find my mum and dad, and my mum was the one who had to go and get the tickets. You can imagine me crying because I thought I was gonna lose my opportunity to meet my idol, Kidrauhl. But it all ended up good, or I wouldn’t be writing this. A lady came to talk to us and explained what we could and couldn’t do at the M&G. We finally got inside the room where we were gonna meet Justin, and there was this black curtain room we knew Jusitn was inside. How can I explain my feelings right in that moment? There were two lines – the ones who had bought the tickets and the ones who had won them. I was so nervous, the people who were standing next to me in the line were flipping out. That was funny though. I had the scrapbooks in my hands, yes two, and the other gifts for him, a necklace that says, “Make it about the music” and some letters from other Beliebers. I then saw Kenny and Alfredo. They came out of the curtain room and we could all catch a glimpse of Justin. HE WAS PERFECT. The M&G started and it was all so fast you didn’t get to talk to him, or that’s what it seemed like. I was the last one with an individual picture. Kenny saw me and came to me so I could get inside before the group ones. I showed him the scrapbooks and he promised me he’d make Justin read them. Kenny was so nice and he told me I was so cute and to have fun. Then he opened the curtain and the first thing I saw was Alfredo. Then I turned my to my right to face Justin. HE IS INCREDIBLY HANDSOME. He was wearing black jeans, a white t-shirt, a black jacket and sunglasses. I was trying to go to Justin but I was so much in shock that I couldn’t move. Alfredo was kind of laughing about the situation. Justin looked at me, I couldn’t really tell if he was checking me out or he was staring at my clothes or something. Alfredo looked at me, looked at Justin and then Justin looked at me and he said, “Come here” with a cute and soft voice. I managed to walk up to him and he came at me and gave me the biggest and sweetest hug ever. He was so sweet the whole time. He didn’t have to though, I’m already in love with him. While in his arms I said, “Hi Justin.” He replied to me with, “Hi sweetie, how are you?” I don’t know how but it seemed like a conversation between two friends who hadn’t seen each other for a long time. I said, “Good, I couldn’t be better,” and he pulled away from the hug slowly and giggled. He had a smile on his face the whole time. “Good, perfect,” he grabbed my hand while saying that and turned me around. We were both facing the camera and before I could even prepare myself, I heard him say, “SMILE.” I swear he took one of the best pictures of all the M&G. He looks so silly, just how we love to see him. After we took the picture, I said, “Thank you so much Justin,” and of course, he’s such a flirt, he has to kill me with his words, he said, “No, thank YOU sweetie.” I was in shock. I didn’t even know what I was doing. I told him, “I love you” and he said, “I love you too.” He hugged me, again. Like I can just die in peace now. The bodyguard who was controlling the M&G came to me and grabbed my shoulders, trying to push me away from Justin. But Justin was hugging me even tighter. I tried to say, “I love you” again but words didn’t come out from my mouth, Justin understood me perfectly though. He said, “Te amo” with a sexy, raspy voice. Oh my gosh that was perfect. It was the last thing we said to each other because the bodyguard wanted me to leave. I swear Justin was looking at me with a “I’m so sorry” face and that broke my heart for a second. I was walking out and turned to see Justin again. He was smiling at me, winked at me and blew me a kiss to say goodbye. I had just made my dream come true and I couldn’t even believe it. It was so perfect that seemed so unreal. I was so in shock that the lady who was giving the merchandise had to walk me to the door because I couldn’t stand on my feet. I couldn’t do a thing, I couldn’t talk, I couldn’t walk. Happy tears. The concert and everything was just so perfect, I don’t think I’ll ever forget that day, I don’t want to. But yeah, dreams DO come true, if you fight for them and never give up. Hope you enjoyed this. -@radiiatelove Continue reading here: My name is Núria and I’m a Spanish belieber. I know everyone…
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