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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>I write scenarios about Justin Bieber and his fans! You can submit any idea about you and Justin Bieber and I will be sure to write it for you and post it here. Don’t be shy, I am open to pretty much any idea. Please read the guidelines in my submission box. 

I will also accept submissions. You can submit short scenarios about Justin Bieber and I will be sure to post them here. 

If you have any questions, be sure to click the ask box and ask.</description><title>#neversaynever</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @bieberfanscenarios)</generator><link>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Eeeee! You're back! :3 Haiiiii.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Hi there! I had a busy senior year but honestly, it seems like I might have a lot more free time now in college so I might take advantage of it :)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/30397838933</link><guid>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/30397838933</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Aug 2012 14:36:21 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Might actually start posting again...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Hello followers who remained! I don&amp;#8217;t know how busy I&amp;#8217;ll be in college but I&amp;#8217;m unemployed now so I might be able to write again. :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;more updates later. :))&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/30370951258</link><guid>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/30370951258</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Aug 2012 01:25:35 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Bieber Scenarios: Talk That Talk - "Cockiness (I Love It)"</title><description>&lt;a href="http://mybiebzscenarios.tumblr.com/post/13427826745/talk-that-talk-cockiness-i-love-it"&gt;Bieber Scenarios: Talk That Talk - "Cockiness (I Love It)"&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://mybiebzscenarios.tumblr.com/post/13427826745/talk-that-talk-cockiness-i-love-it"&gt;mybiebzscenarios&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvcg7uo6wE1qehv6l.png"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-IT’S A JASON/JASMINE SCENARIO c: -&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Suck my cockiness, lick my persuasion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;Jasmine –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Today, Jason was coming over. I looked in the mirror one last time, making sure my outfit was perfect. By perfect, I meant &lt;em&gt;perfect. &lt;/em&gt;I wore a white, low cut, v-neck, a black skirt that reached…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;damn yo&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/13428025102</link><guid>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/13428025102</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Nov 2011 19:35:45 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Under the Mistletoe: All I Want For Christmas Is You - @justsmile-breathe-andbebeautiful</title><description>&lt;p&gt;For &lt;a href="http://justsmile-breathe-andbebeautiful.tumblr.com"&gt;Zan&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don&amp;#8217;t want a lot for Christmas,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is just one thing I need&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I walked down the streets of my hometown, silently window-shopping as everyone around me rushed into stores. Christmas was just around the corner and I just couldn&amp;#8217;t get in the spirit. I couldn&amp;#8217;t think of anything else but &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;. The fact that we hadn&amp;#8217;t spoken in nearly a week upset me so greatly, I needed to talk to him. I was trying to spend time with my family and my friends, anything to get my mind off of him. But I just felt like I couldn&amp;#8217;t rest until he was mine. I sighed to myself and walked into a coffee shop. As I was waiting for my order, I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. It was a text from Justin.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#8220;Head down to Coldstone. No questions. -JB.&amp;#8221;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want you for my own,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;More than you could ever know&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make my wish come true&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I want for Christmas is you&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;What the hell is he plotting now? &lt;/em&gt;I grabbed my cup of coffee and walked down to head to Coldstone. I haven&amp;#8217;t talked to him for a week and all I get is some weird text message to go to Coldstone. What is this? I walk into Coldstone and he isn&amp;#8217;t in sight. I roll my eyes and turn to walk out the door when one of the employees stop me. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Wait,&amp;#8221; a boy calls out to me, &amp;#8220;I have something for you.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;What?&amp;#8221; I ask, confused.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Here,&amp;#8221; he hands me a small red gift bag. I take it cautiously and open it up. It&amp;#8217;s a red heart-shaped mug with a small note inside. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;ll need this later. Head down to the little wool shop about a block from here. Love, JB.&amp;#8221;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I groan softly and put the mug back into the bag. I smile and say thank you to the boy and walk out to head to the wool store. I smiled to myself as I held the small red gift bag. I wonder what I&amp;#8217;d need it for. I went inside and a small older lady approached me with a package.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Ah, you must be Zan,&amp;#8221; she smiled warmly.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Uh yeah,&amp;#8221; I said nervously, &amp;#8220;That&amp;#8217;s me, I guess.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Justin dropped something off for you,&amp;#8221; she said, handing me the package, &amp;#8220;Go ahead and open it.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I carefully unwrapped the package and it was a soft, goose feather blanket. I pressed my face up against an recognized his smell. I smiled to myself and held it against me. There was a note wrapped within the blanket. Again, it was from Justin.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#8220;You keep me warm during winter. Lastly, I need you to head to the jewelry store. You&amp;#8217;re almost there. Love, JB.&amp;#8221;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I quickly walk over to the jewelry store, ignoring all of the smells and sights and sounds around me. I feel the snow falling against my face and try to walk as quickly as possible. For some reason, I feel him really close. I can almost touch him. I reach for the handle of the jewelry store and walk inside. A man is waiting for me with a small box. He says nothing, he simply smiles at me and hands me the box as I approach him. I take it in my hands and notice the small note taped to the bottom. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#8220;The only thing that was missing from the equation. I&amp;#8217;ll be waiting at your house. Love, JB.&amp;#8221;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I smile and open the box. It&amp;#8217;s a necklace, white gold with a small mistletoe charm. I put it around my neck, I almost feel him with me. I quickly run home with my gifts. I can&amp;#8217;t wait to see him. When I reach my street, I see him sitting on my porch, waiting for me. He bites his lip when he sees me. I&amp;#8217;m running as fast as I can and I feel like I just can&amp;#8217;t reach him. I need him with me now. He gets up and starts running over to me too. Suddenly, he&amp;#8217;s right in front of me, his warm breath on my face. He chuckles softly and takes my gifts. He sets them down on the ground for a moment and takes my hands. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is all I&amp;#8217;m asking for&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want to see my baby,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Standing right outside my door&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;m glad you made it,&amp;#8221; he smiles, &amp;#8220;Now I just have one question.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;What is it?&amp;#8221; I ask.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Will you be my girl?&amp;#8221; He says, running his hand down my cheek softly. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Is that even a question?&amp;#8221; I ask, laughing softly, &amp;#8220;Of course I will. Yes, yes, yes!&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Good,&amp;#8221; he says, taking my face in his hands, &amp;#8220;Because I&amp;#8217;ve been waiting until now to do this,&amp;#8221; Then I feel his warm lips on mine, it feels like dancing. The movements, my heart beating against my chest, my blood rushing to my lips as I feel him against me. He pulls away softly and smiles. He picks my gifts up off the ground and takes my hand.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Let&amp;#8217;s go inside. I have one more surprise,&amp;#8221; he says, leading me back to my door.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As I walk inside, I see that my fireplace is lit. There&amp;#8217;s a pot of hot chocolate resting on the table and a matching red mug. The loveseat is directly in front of the fireplace. He sits down on the loveseat and pulls me down to sit on his lap, pulling my blanket on top of us. He kisses me cheek softly. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;m glad Santa came early this year,&amp;#8221; he says, &amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;re all I asked for.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#8216;Cause I just want you here tonight,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holding onto me so tight&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;What more can I do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#8216;Cause baby, all I want for Christmas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is you&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/13312201525</link><guid>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/13312201525</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Nov 2011 15:49:05 -0500</pubDate><category>all i want for christmas is you</category><category>under the mistletoe</category><category>fan scenario</category><category>fan fiction</category><category>bieber scenario</category><category>zan</category><category>justsmile-breathe-andbebeautiful</category><category>justin bieber</category><category>justin drew bieber</category><category>jb</category><category>jdb</category><category>biebs</category></item><item><title>are you writing today?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I have one story done! There’s just going to be one small change that needs to be made. But probably not, I’m sorry. These are my two weeks working, but starting next week, I have two weeks off. :)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12914799574</link><guid>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12914799574</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Nov 2011 03:57:16 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Going to write tonight. :)</title><link>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12802989016</link><guid>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12802989016</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Nov 2011 16:30:27 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Oh my. Will you pretty please write me one?! Based on Mistletoe.♥♥♥ I'm in love with your writing. Ohmy goodness.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Thank you very much for the compliment, it’s much appreciated, thank you so much! But unfortunately, for the Under The Mistletoe scenarios, I’m only doing one person per song and I already wrote a scenario for someone based off of Mistletoe. I’m really sorry! I can write something else for you if you have a different request. :)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12742695057</link><guid>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12742695057</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Nov 2011 11:53:34 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Under the Mistletoe: Fa La La - @thebiebsexperience</title><description>&lt;p&gt;For &lt;a href="http://thebiebsexperience.tumblr.com"&gt;Sarina&lt;/a&gt; :) (YOUR BLOG IS MY FAVORITE OMG I&amp;#8217;m going to try to make this extra special. &amp;lt;3)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You got on my favorite dress &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you&amp;#8217;re looking, looking, looking good&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Snow falling on your hair,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don&amp;#8217;t, I don&amp;#8217;t wanna get it off&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I helped her step outside into the snow, she wore her heels and my favorite black dress. It fit around her body snugly, hugging her close. She had on a red Santa hat. She looked so adorable. As we stepped farther away from the porch, her hair began to glisten with snowflakes. She smiled warmly at me as we walked in the dark. I reached out and took her hand in mine. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;That was nerve-racking,&amp;#8221; she said, &amp;#8220;Meeting your family. I felt like I was going to like, make myself look like an idiot the whole time.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Sarina, stop,&amp;#8221; I laughed, &amp;#8220;Seriously, my family loved you. You could tell. If they hadn&amp;#8217;t liked you, it would have been pretty obvious.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Maybe they were just being polite,&amp;#8221; she said quietly.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Trust me,&amp;#8221; I said, &amp;#8220;There isn&amp;#8217;t a single thing about you that would make them not like you. T&lt;span&gt;here’s so many things that I see in you that you clearly don’t and I knew that they saw those things, they&amp;#8217;re so obvious. You’re so much more amazing than you think, and I wish you could see that, I really do. You’re fucking beautiful, you know that?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;You definitely help see them more clearly,&amp;#8221; she said, holding my hand tighter, &amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s just incredible that someone like you could have picked me, out of everyone in the world. You just treat me so nicely, it&amp;#8217;s hard to imagine why.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Because you deserve to be treated nicely,” I said, “Because you’re sweet and absolutely charming, fucking hilarious, and smart as hell, and I love how I can feel normal around you, how you bring out the best in me, and there’s just so many things I could say, but I could never capture all of it. You deserve every nice word I say to you and so much more than that. Seriously. You do more than enough for me. Just you being here to spend time with my family and I is enough.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby, you deserve everything you want,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;It&amp;#8217;s your night&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Jeez, Justin,&amp;#8221; she said, groaning.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;What?&amp;#8221; I asked, laughing. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;re too perfect,&amp;#8221; she laughed, &amp;#8220;Way too perfect. There&amp;#8217;s got to be something wrong with you,&amp;#8221; she said, putting her hand to her face and looking at me intently.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;You know it&amp;#8217;s pointless to look,&amp;#8221; I said, biting my lip. She laughed and lightly punched my arm.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I think I know your flaw,&amp;#8221; I said, giggling.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;What is it then?&amp;#8221; I asked. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;re COCKY,&amp;#8221; she said, laughing and running away from me. I quickly caught up with her and lifted her off the ground. She laughed as I propped her up on my back, running back towards the house. When I got to the porch, I slowly put her down and looked at her.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;You better take that back,&amp;#8221; I said, &amp;#8220;Or you&amp;#8217;re sleeping by yourself tonight.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Nope,&amp;#8221; she challenged, &amp;#8220;I don&amp;#8217;t care.&amp;#8221; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;All right,&amp;#8221; I said, &amp;#8220;That&amp;#8217;s fine. I&amp;#8217;ll take the couch then,&amp;#8221; I reached for the door and she quickly pulled me back to face her. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;No, wait,&amp;#8221; she said, &amp;#8220;I take it back.&amp;#8221; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I thought so,&amp;#8221; I smiled, licking my lips, &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;m not cocky at all.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Of course you aren&amp;#8217;t,&amp;#8221; she rolled her eyes and smiled, &amp;#8220;Whatever you say.&amp;#8221; I held her against me and kissed her softly, my lips feeling hot under hers. I pulled away and looked at her. She smiled at me warmly. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Come on,&amp;#8221; I said, taking her hand, &amp;#8220;Let&amp;#8217;s go inside and go to bed.&amp;#8221; I lead her inside, everyone was sleeping. The lights on the Christmas tree were still on, making our skin look bright with colors. We quietly walked up the stairs to my room. As she put on her pajamas, I slid off my shirt and got into bed. She got underneath the covers and snuggled up against me softly. I turned off the light and waited until my eyes adjusted to the darkness.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;This was a really beautiful night, Justin,&amp;#8221; she said, &amp;#8220;Thank you for everything. You make me feel wonderful, I&amp;#8217;m so grateful to have you. I love you.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wanna put my ear to your chest, girl&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I love you too, Sarina,&amp;#8221; I whispered, &amp;#8220;But shh, I want to try something.&amp;#8221; I laid my head on her chest softly, pressing my ear up against where her heart would be. I slowly rolled the covers off of her and ran the tips of my fingers softly over her bare abdomen. She reacted, her heart quickening it&amp;#8217;s pace with every touch. She was very still, I could hear it perfectly. It was something that was truly meant to be music, the most beautiful thing I would ever hear, the sound of her heart beating, here in the middle of the night as I&amp;#8217;m holding her in my arms.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby, I hear melodies,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;When your heart beats&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby, it sings to me&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like fa la la la la,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fa la la la la&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;What are you doing?&amp;#8221; She asked, giggling.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I just wanted to hear you react to me,&amp;#8221; I smiled, I pulled the covers back over her and held her tightly. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;re so weird,&amp;#8221; she laughed, &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;m glad we&amp;#8217;re here right now.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Me too,&amp;#8221; I said, &amp;#8220;But you should get some sleep. You&amp;#8217;re going to be flying back in a day, you need to get some rest.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;But I don&amp;#8217;t want to,&amp;#8221; she pouted, &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;d like to at least spend the time that I have left with you. Can&amp;#8217;t we stay up?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Sarina, you need some rest,&amp;#8221; I said, kissing her forehead, &amp;#8220;I promise I&amp;#8217;ll be here in the morning.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Promise?&amp;#8221; She asked, biting her lip.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Promise,&amp;#8221; I smiled, &amp;#8220;In fact, wait a minute,&amp;#8221; I pulled my hand out from under the covers and held out my pinky, &amp;#8220;I pinky promise that I&amp;#8217;m going to be here.&amp;#8221; She linked her pinky with mine and kissed my softly. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;You better,&amp;#8221; she smiled, &amp;#8220;I love you, Justin. Good night.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I love you too, babe,&amp;#8221; I said, &amp;#8220;Sweet dreams.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Before long, she was fast asleep, her chest rising and falling softly, her little breaths on my chest. I felt her heart beat nice and slow against me, a feeling so relaxing, so calming, that it was lulling me to sleep. I wouldn&amp;#8217;t have her for much longer, but at least she was here right now. I couldn&amp;#8217;t wait to wake up. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make your wish tonight,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you open your eyes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the lights go bright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl, I&amp;#8217;ll be right there&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I hope you like it. I&amp;#8217;m really tired so the last part probably sucks and I am so sorry but I tried my best, I wanted to make it special for you because you&amp;#8217;re the best so hopefully I did an at least &amp;#8220;pretty good&amp;#8221; job. omg please don&amp;#8217;t hate me&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12631897530</link><guid>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12631897530</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Nov 2011 00:47:14 -0500</pubDate><category>Fa La La</category><category>thebiebsexperience</category><category>sarina</category><category>under the mistletoe</category><category>justin bieber</category><category>justin drew bieber</category><category>jb</category><category>jdb</category><category>biebs</category><category>bieber</category><category>bieber scenario</category><category>fan scenario</category><category>fan fiction</category></item><item><title>when will your next story be up?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I’m at work right now but when I get home I’ll probably get Sarina’s request done and MAYBE the next one on the list. But we’ll see. Expect one tonight, ok? :)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12571339804</link><guid>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12571339804</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Nov 2011 17:30:40 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Bieber Scenarios: All I Want is You || Fan Request || @coldcomfort-</title><description>&lt;a href="http://mybiebzscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12315318209/all-i-want-is-you-fan-request-coldcomfort"&gt;Bieber Scenarios: All I Want is You || Fan Request || @coldcomfort-&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://mybiebzscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12315318209/all-i-want-is-you-fan-request-coldcomfort" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;mybiebzscenarios&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu4b54q7iA1qehv6l.png"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;I’m sorry if I pushed you away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;Justin –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;It was almost Christmas. I was setting up the Christmas tree, alone. It was the first year I didn’t have Monica with me to set up the tree. We would always play with the lights and end up having a messed up looking tree, but I never minded….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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This one and How To Love have been my absolute favorites!</description><link>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12315488271</link><guid>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12315488271</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2011 00:19:57 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Probably no scenarios tonight. </title><description>&lt;p&gt;I am drowning in school work, loves. If I manage to finish everything for math and Physics, I&amp;#8217;ll write. But at this point, prospects are not looking well. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Scenarios will definitely continue tomorrow and the rest of the weekend. :)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12289125426</link><guid>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12289125426</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Nov 2011 13:53:24 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Mistletoe - @sahaliiie</title><description>&lt;p&gt;For &lt;a href="http://sahaliiie.tumblr.com"&gt;Sahalie&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I should be playing in the winter snow, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I&amp;#8217;mma be under the mistletoe&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Snow fell all around us as we walked through the streets of Stratford. It was so nice to see my hometown the way I remember it as a kid. Glimmering snow, lights and people rushing to get people last minute gifts. It was Christmas Eve and everything was booming. All of the smells of Christmas were all around, peppermint, hot chocolate. I looked over at Sahalie. She was wearing a light gray beret and a black fleece scarf. Her smile matched the white show on the ground, her brown eyes brought out by the white background. I smiled and held her hand tightly. I had her gift already, it was our first Christmas together. She was spending it with me and my family. I couldn&amp;#8217;t be happier. Suddenly, I felt my phone ring. I picked it when I saw that it was Ryan. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Justin,&amp;#8221; he said, &amp;#8220;Are you busy?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Yeah, kinda,&amp;#8221; I said, holding Sahalie&amp;#8217;s hand tighter and giving her a warm look, her cheeks blushing bright red.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I wanted to see if you wanted to do something tonight since I know you&amp;#8217;ll be busy with your family the rest of the time you&amp;#8217;re here,&amp;#8221; he said, &amp;#8220;Are you sure you&amp;#8217;re busy?&amp;#8221; I looked at Sahalie again, her soft brown hair in neat curls, her boots clicking with ever step. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;With you, shawty, with you&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Yeah,&amp;#8221; I said, &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;m with Sahalie, she&amp;#8217;s going to be home with me for Christmas,&amp;#8221; I smiled and kissed her softly as I was still talking on the phone, &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;m sorry.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s all right,&amp;#8221; he said, sounding disappointed, &amp;#8220;I get it.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Thanks man,&amp;#8221; I said, &amp;#8220;Sorry. I&amp;#8217;ll see you around though.&amp;#8221; I hung up the phone and turned back to her. We ducked into a small coffee shop and sat inside, escaping from the cold. She sat down as I went up and ordered our drinks. I couldn&amp;#8217;t believe it, she was actually here, in the town I grew up in. She was going to meet my grandparents, she was going to be around my family. I couldn&amp;#8217;t think of a better way to spend Christmas. I brought back some hot chocolate for us and sat across from her. She looked a bit disappointed. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Babe, are you all right?&amp;#8221; I asked, lifting her chin up softly to see her face. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I feel bad,&amp;#8221; she said, &amp;#8220;I feel like I&amp;#8217;m ruining your time at home for you.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Why do you say that?&amp;#8221; I asked, taking her hand. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Because people want to see you but you have to stick around with me because I&amp;#8217;ll have no one else since I don&amp;#8217;t know anyone,&amp;#8221; she said quietly.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Babe, no,&amp;#8221; I said, &amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;re not ruining anything, you&amp;#8217;re making this an amazing little Christmas break. I love you, and I&amp;#8217;m spending time with for exactly that reason. I &lt;em&gt;want &lt;/em&gt;you to be here with me, to share this special holiday with my family and I. Don&amp;#8217;t worry about Ryan, he&amp;#8217;ll be fine,&amp;#8221; I smiled softly at her. She looks into my eyes and she starts smiling as well. I never want to see that smile missing from her face. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don&amp;#8217;t wanna miss out on the holiday,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I can&amp;#8217;t stop staring at your face&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;================================&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I woke up Christmas day to her clinging onto my chest in my little childhood room. She was still sleeping and I didn&amp;#8217;t want to wake her. I carefully got out of bed and went downstairs to get her gift. Everyone was still sleeping, it was still very early in the morning. I went back upstairs to find her still sleeping calmly. I gently kissed her lips and I felt her smile. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Good morning, babe,&amp;#8221; I said, kissing her again, &amp;#8220;Merry Christmas.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Mmm,&amp;#8221; she said, sitting up in bed and stretching, &amp;#8220;Merry Christmas, baby. What time is it?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s like 5:30,&amp;#8221; I said, &amp;#8220;But I wanted to have a little moment alone with you before everyone wakes up,&amp;#8221; I pulled out her gift, it was a small box wrapped in pink wrapping paper, her favorite color, &amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s for you. I hope you like it.&amp;#8221; She smiled and carefully unwrapped the box, it had a little note inside.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ay love, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The wise men followed a star,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The way I followed my heart&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it lead me to a miracle&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you for being with me for an entire year. Thank you for being with me during these amazing moments and during the bad ones. But most of all, thank you for being my amazing girlfriend, my best friend and my one and only. I love you. -JB.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Inside the box was a small, heart-shaped, silver locket. I put a picture of us together inside. Our initials were engraved on the inside. She put the box down and hugged me tightly. I held her small frame in my arms and felt grateful to have her with me right now. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Justin, thank you so much,&amp;#8221; she said tearfully, &amp;#8220;I love you too. You&amp;#8217;re amazing.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I wanted to give you something special,&amp;#8221; I said, &amp;#8220;We&amp;#8217;ve only been together for a year but I just felt like it was&amp;#8230; Right. Was it too much?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;No!&amp;#8221; She exclaimed, &amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s perfect, Justin. Help me put it on!&amp;#8221; She turned around and moved her long hair to one side to reveal the back of her neck. I slipped the necklace on her and she turned around to face me. I took her in my arms and sat her down on my lap. She turned a little to the side to face me. I leaned in for a kiss and she interrupted me, putting one finger on my lips.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ay love, don&amp;#8217;t you buy me nothing&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#8216;Cause I am feeling one thing&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your lips on my lips&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Hey now,&amp;#8221; she said slyly, &amp;#8220;There&amp;#8217;s no mistletoe,&amp;#8221; she teased. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;We don&amp;#8217;t need mistletoe,&amp;#8221; I smiled and kissed her softly. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kiss me underneath the mistletoe,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Show me, baby, that you love me so&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12273262894</link><guid>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12273262894</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Nov 2011 00:11:51 -0400</pubDate><category>Under the Mistletoe</category><category>Mistletoe</category><category>sahalie</category><category>sahaliiie</category><category>Justin Bieber</category><category>Justin Drew Bieber</category><category>JB</category><category>JDB</category><category>Biebs</category><category>Bieber</category><category>J. Bieber</category><category>J Bieber</category><category>fan scenario</category><category>bieber scenario</category><category>fan fiction</category></item><item><title>are you going to post anything tonight?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Yes! I’m writing Mistletoe right now. :)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12269629278</link><guid>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12269629278</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Nov 2011 22:36:01 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I have about a little less than a half of Mistletoe done for Sahalie. :)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Will continue after dinner. &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12256746576</link><guid>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12256746576</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Nov 2011 18:08:41 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>That was SO cute :3 and you like totally got my personality too.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It’s a Christmas scenario so I wanted to make it extra cute! :) Hahaha. I’m glad I got it right and that you liked it! :)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12228778040</link><guid>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12228778040</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Nov 2011 23:51:42 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>forbidden love justmine</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Is that a song or a theme?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12228118492</link><guid>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12228118492</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Nov 2011 23:33:41 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Mistletoe and Fa La La tomorrow. &lt;3</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Good night. :)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12227855953</link><guid>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12227855953</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Nov 2011 23:26:54 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>how many followers do you have? just curiousss :)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Currently, only 77. :( &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I’ll work my way up though. ;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12227713879</link><guid>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12227713879</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Nov 2011 23:23:18 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Under The Mistletoe: Only Thing I Ever Get For Christmas - @obsessionsrulemylife</title><description>&lt;p&gt;For &lt;a href="http://obsessionsrulemylife.tumblr.com"&gt;Kassie&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you&amp;#8217;re the only thing I ever get for Christmas,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then everything I wished for has come true&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I walked directly next to Cassie as we walked through Central Park in New York City. The ground was covered in bright white snow, our footsteps crunching with every step on the icy sidewalk. Our hands would occasionally graze, creating a sort of tension between us. It was Christmas Eve and I already knew what I wanted. I smiled and bit my lip as we walked in silence, only the sound of distant piano music and kids playing in the street. I turned to look at her, her skin pale and smooth against the background of the bare tree branches with shiny snow topping them. Her hat was a bright red color and her eyes looked extra bright under the streetlights. She looked at me and pursed her lips. She was trying to hold back a laugh, I knew it. I smiled wider and she burst out laughing. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I don&amp;#8217;t get why you&amp;#8217;re looking at me like that, it&amp;#8217;s weird!&amp;#8221; She exclaimed, still laughing. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Just, I don&amp;#8217;t know,&amp;#8221; I chuckled, &amp;#8220;Winter just suits you.&amp;#8221; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;re so weird,&amp;#8221; she said, ruffling my hair and smiling. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;So, uh, what do you want for Christmas this year?&amp;#8221; I asked. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Well, uh, I&amp;#8217;ve been kind of bad this year, so I doubt I&amp;#8217;ll get what I want,&amp;#8221; she laughed, &amp;#8220;What about you?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I don&amp;#8217;t know,&amp;#8221; I smiled, &amp;#8220;Something really special.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Like what?&amp;#8221; She asked, intrigued.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I guess you&amp;#8217;ll know when I get it,&amp;#8221; I smiled. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Why so secretive?&amp;#8221; She asked, furrowing her eyebrows.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s just,&amp;#8221; I sighed, &amp;#8220;I guess I can&amp;#8217;t put it into words. It&amp;#8217;s just really special, that&amp;#8217;s all you need to know.&amp;#8221; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You&amp;#8217;re the single item on my list,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You&amp;#8217;re my one and only Christmas wish&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Meh,&amp;#8221; she said, pouting, &amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;re giving me nothing to work with.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;That&amp;#8217;s my point,&amp;#8221; I smiled, winking at her. She playfully pushed me and we laughed together, in the freezing weather. I couldn&amp;#8217;t feel happier. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s getting a little late,&amp;#8221; she said, &amp;#8220;Do you think you can take me home?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;No, you&amp;#8217;ll have to take the bus. Of course, I&amp;#8217;ll take you home, dummy, I brought you here,&amp;#8221; I said, laughing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Justin!&amp;#8221; She gasped, &amp;#8220;I can&amp;#8217;t go home with you, you&amp;#8217;re mean to me.&amp;#8221; She turned away from me, crossing her arms and pouting her lips. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I was kidding,&amp;#8221; I said, hugging her from behind, &amp;#8220;Come on. Let&amp;#8217;s go.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Nope,&amp;#8221; she said, still pouting and furrowing her brows, &amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;re mean.&amp;#8221; I softly kissed her cheek, I felt her relax in my arms. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Come on,&amp;#8221; I said, &amp;#8220;Please?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Ugh,&amp;#8221; she said, turning back around to face me, &amp;#8220;Fine. Why do you always get what you want?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Because you let me,&amp;#8221; I smiled teasingly. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;What am I going to do with you?&amp;#8221; She laughed and we walked to my car. As we drove home, she watched as the snowflakes kept falling, smiling to herself. She was beautiful. I pulled up in front of her house and I expected her to leave, but she turned before getting out of the car.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;My parents aren&amp;#8217;t home right now,&amp;#8221; she said, &amp;#8220;You want to come in for a while?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Sure,&amp;#8221; I smiled, &amp;#8220;Why not?&amp;#8221; We got out of my car and walked into her house. Her house was bright with colors and lights, the tree tall and wonderfully decorated, it was quite the sight. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Wow,&amp;#8221; I said, &amp;#8220;You guys really put a lot of effort into decorating.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s something we do together,&amp;#8221; she said, taking off her coat, &amp;#8220;A family thing, I guess.&amp;#8221; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Well, it looks great,&amp;#8221; I smiled and sat down next to her on the couch. We talked for a bit but I knew what I needed to do. It was the perfect chance. I needed to ask her. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Hey uh,&amp;#8221; I said nervously, &amp;#8220;Can I use your bathroom really quick?&amp;#8221; I asked. &lt;em&gt;Really Justin? Really?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Sure,&amp;#8221; she smiled and then yawned softly &amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s down the hall to your left.&amp;#8221; I quickly got up and ran to the bathroom. I splashed water on my face. I needed to relax. I looked at myself in the mirror. I bit my lip, thinking of what I would say. &lt;em&gt;Justin, you can do this. Just ask her, go ahead. Get it together, don&amp;#8217;t keep her waiting. &lt;/em&gt;I took a deep breath and opened the door, as I walked down the hall, I opened my mouth to say something but she was lying on her couch, fast asleep. &lt;em&gt;You ruined it, dumbass.&lt;/em&gt; I was disappointed, but I kissed her cheek softly and turned to pick up my jacket. Then, I got an idea. I grabbed a piece of scrap paper and quickly jotted down a note on it. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You fell asleep. You look really cute when you&amp;#8217;re sleeping, by the way. But meet me at my house tomorrow at 7:00 PM sharp. You&amp;#8217;ll find out what I wanted for Christmas. - JB.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I put my jacket on and quietly slipped out the door. &lt;em&gt;No excuses tomorrow, Justin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The mistletoe is where I&amp;#8217;ll be waiting, meet me there&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I sat on my front porch waiting for Kassie. I needed her to show up. I needed to tell her. I cupped my hands together and blew air onto them to warm myself a little, my breath condensing in the cold air. I was beginning to give up hope when suddenly, I see a pair of headlights. I smile when I see that&amp;#8217;s she&amp;#8217;s pulling up to my driveway. I meet her halfway up my driveway and stand in front of her. I smile at her warmly, she giggles softly. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;So?&amp;#8221; She asks, &amp;#8220;What&amp;#8217;s the big secret?&amp;#8221; I take her hands in mine and see her blush bright red. She looks away shyly. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Well, uh,&amp;#8221; I said, &amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s something really special. Well, it isn&amp;#8217;t something, it&amp;#8217;s some&lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt;,&amp;#8221; I bite my lip and smile, &amp;#8220;And it&amp;#8217;s this really awesome girl. She&amp;#8217;s super cute, we&amp;#8217;ve been friends for a while and I just have such a good feeling about her. I almost&amp;#8230; Love her.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is one and you know who you are,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;My gift to you is all my heart&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Who is it?&amp;#8221; She asks, smiling.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s you,&amp;#8221; I smile, &amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s always been you,&amp;#8221; I pull out a little piece of Mistletoe from my pocket and hold it above us, &amp;#8220;Merry Christmas, Kassie.&amp;#8221; I kiss her softly and hold her face in my hands. Despite the cold, I feel the warm sigh of relief come over me. I pull away and smile at her, still holding her face. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;So uh,&amp;#8221; I say, &amp;#8220;Do I get to keep you?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Of course,&amp;#8221; she smiles, &amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;re my one and only Christmas wish.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&amp;#8217;ll be waiting, kiss me there&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12227379161</link><guid>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12227379161</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Nov 2011 23:15:00 -0400</pubDate><category>Under the Mistletoe</category><category>Only Thing I Ever Get For Christmas</category><category>obsessionsrulemylife</category><category>kassie</category><category>justin bieber</category><category>justin drew bieber</category><category>fan scenario</category><category>bieber scenario</category><category>jb</category><category>jdb</category></item><item><title>TMI Tuesday - I'm Down to Answer Anything</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="inline_image" alt="image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnvlmazZbz1qd3zcy.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you rather…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fuck Kill Marry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This or That&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personal Questions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Creepy Anons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random Questions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Advice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love/Hate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anonymous Secrets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sex &amp;amp; Alcohol Questions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anything you want!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So uh, if you ask me some questions i might have the first UTM scenario for you guys tonight&amp;#8230;. just sayin&amp;#8217;. ;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12225892245</link><guid>http://bieberfanscenarios.tumblr.com/post/12225892245</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Nov 2011 22:41:38 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
