As some of you may know, I met Justin Bieber. Not only did I get to meet him once, but twice. Before you say I'm spoiled or I don't deserve it, just know not a second goes by that I am thankful for thone two opportunities. I met my idol. Not even my idol, because he's more than that. He's my everything, my life savor, my dream. I love him so much and I know that I deserved to meet him. It was Gods will :)

So here we go, this is my story of meeting Justin for the second time!

It was after Boston Jingle Ball, December 6th 2012 my friends and I were standing out by the gates, our faces pressed against the cold bars waiting for anything to happen. Within 10 minutes of standing out in the 30 degree weather a black car pulled in. Regardless of the screams I didn't give it much attention. I did not foreshadowed seconds later Justin Bieber would jump out of it, shirtless, and hastily run into his tour bus.
Screams filled the air. I practically scaled the steel fence. It was Justin. My idol, my baby :)
My night could not have gotten any better. Just seeing him made my night.
But it got better, 5minutes later screams pierced the air as Justin exited his tour bus and started sprinting towards the gates.
He started off in the middle and predicting he would make his way to the sides I ran over to the far right of the gates. My prediction proved right as he high lived his way down the line of hands grasping for a bit of physical contact from Justin.
As luck would have it. Justin stopped directly in front of me and a fellow belieber. He grabbed my hand and couldnt believe it. I finally made contact with Justin (My previous encounter with Justin didn't show similar results, as security pushed me away and wouldn't let me hug him). The girl next to me thrust her phone in his hand. He smiled and opened thru camera and took around 5 pictures with me and the girl.
The smile quickly left his face when police security came over and told him he needed to leave, his answer "why."
The officer told him he was making a riot and Justin got a bit feisty :x he told us to quite down, repeating "sh! Guys listen!" before we finally quieted down. Talking directly to the crowd but mainly at myself and a few other girl at the front of the gates he asks, "am I hurting you guys in any way?!"
My first thought was--my fucking ovaries-- but we replied with a 'no'.
Justin turned back to the cop and said "exactly. So I don't see why I need to leave... I'm not hurting them-- guys, am I hurting you?! (no), exactly so I don't should have to leave."
He turned back to the fans and continued slapping fives, still in front of me. Some girl even tried to take his hat but he was like "whoa! Don't touch my hat!" jokingly.
I grabbed onto his shirt and he grabbed my hand one last time before moving back down the line. Seconds later he left, and went back on his tour bus.

It was an incredible experience. I'm so thankful that he stopped in front of me for so long because I don't think it was on accident. The week before after I met Justin at MSG I swore I would meet him again and touch him. And it happened :) I can't even stress "dreams come true" and "never say never" enough. If you want to meet your idol, I swear if you pray, and BELIEVE, it WILL happen.

Thank you so much for taking time for us, Justin. We all love you so much.
Sincerely, your Boston belieber, Natasha :)