On 5th December 2010, I went to Holloway Rd, London UK to meet Justin Bieber. The night before, I saw a link on Twitter and immediately bought the 2 tickets for £20 . I remember being dropped off by my parents and seeing a MASSIVE queue of girls, at least 1000 people long. I called my friend who was there, and joined her in the middle of the queue. I remember freezing. My feet were numb, and I was the coldest I had ever been. EVER. The girl behind me had just thrown up and people behind me were getting blankets given to them because their legs had turned blue . It was crazy. A camera man ran passed and we all waved, we planned thousands of things that we would say to JB. We kept telling each other that we would tell him off for running late, but that obviously never happened. People were selling loads of merchandise on the streets and nobody could walk past the queue. The sidewalk was just too full. After 3 hours of waiting, I got let inside of the nightclub or “secret location”. I was given a wristband, a purple one (WAHEEEY), and I stood around with my friend, warming up. When the purple wristbands were told to line up; we gave my friend’s sister our coats and stood in line. There were about 50 people in front of us, but we couldn’t see Justin yet. Before we knew it we were at the front of the line. I suddenly got a huge adrenaline rush and felt really nervous and hyper. And there Kenny stood, like the absolute giant he is, organizing each group on where to stand etc, then the photographer took a picture of the group, Justin said bye, they were handed a copy of First Step 2 Forever, and left. It lasted about 30 seconds. “Great, just great”, I thought. “HI KENNY” I squeaked in this weird, high voice that wan not mine. But I’ll just blame that on the excitement and adrenaline rush. Then, the moment I had been waiting for occurred. Kenny told me to stand on Justin’s left. I did. It didn’t feel real. I felt like I was standing next to a wax figure. I was too scared to even look at Justin in case he disappeared. Suddenly there was a loud noise. Justin had sneezed! I guessed he had a cold, and even before in line I could see he looked bored and ill. I mean I would if I had been smiling for 3 hours. My lips would’ve probably started twitching or something. So I said to him, “Bless you! Haha. I’m sorry to keep you here for so long, you must be really tired”. At first he didn’t reply, we posed for the photo, and he whispered in my ear, “Aww, your so sweet”. And I died inside. All I could think was ‘OMG DID JUSTIN BIEBER JUST SAY THAT… TO MEEEEEEE?!?!?!?! AND OMG HE JUST WHISPERED IN MY EAR! AND WHY THE HELL IS HE STROKING MY LOWER BACK!? WAIT, WHY AM I COMPLAINING? JUSTIN IS STROKING MY FRIKKING BACK!!!!’ But in reality, all I could muster out was a stupid sounding “heehee”. Damn it. He started laughing and the photographer had to take the photo again. At least I made him laugh, though! He asked me my name, and I told him, and he thanked me for coming. Then he hugged me and I honestly felt like I was dreaming. I was on cloud 9. Me and my friend walked off, took our biographies and went out into the cold again. My friend then asked me, “What did he say to you?”, and I was immediately confused. “Couldn’t you hear us?” I replied. “No! You were whispering the whole time!We were all brought together for our love of the Biebs! Some girls were crying because Justin only said one word to them etc. I felt slightly guilty that I had a mini bonding moment with him and others didn’t, but obviously I wasn’t complaining. it was then dark, my friend and I went to the fish and chip shop across the road, and had some chips (I mean french fries) while we waited for our parents. See the original post here: On 5th December 2010, I went to Holloway Rd, London UK to meet…
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