Paparazzi: "Well get used to it kid. This is your life." Justin: "SURE BUT YOU GUYS CAN CHILL. I CAN’T HAVE A MOMENT WITH MY GIRLFRIEND WITHOUT YOU GUYS INVADING MY PRIVACY!" Paparazzi: "Don't yell at me, kid!" *pushes Justin* You: *slap the paparazzi's face* "DON'T TOUCH HIM." Paparazzi: *push you to the ground* "I WASN'T TALKING TO YOU. THIS IS A CONVERSATION BETWEEN YOUR BOYFRIEND AND I." Justin: *punches the pap* "DID YOU REALLY JUST DO THAT?" Paparazzi: "Eh, you wanna fight kid?" Justin: "Doesn't it look like it?!" You: "Justin, no! PLEASE!" *gets up and stands between them, looking Justin in the eye* "Please." Paparazzi: *pushes you in the stomach* You: *fall backwards, hitting your head* Justin: *Looks down at you and then up at the paparazzi with a very angry look on his face* "YOU'RE GOING TO GET IT." Paparazzi: "You're just a kid." You: *breathing deep, take out your phone and dial Pattie's number* Pattie: "*says your name* is everything okay?" You: "Please come! We're a little bit in front of the venue!" Pattie: "What's wrong sweetie?!" You: "Justin and this paparazzi are about to get into a fight!" *shaking* Pattie: "OH MY GOSH! I'm coming with Kenny right now!" Paparazzi: "WHATCHA GONNA DO KID? HUH?!" Justin: "YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU JUST GOT YOURSELF INTO." You: "JUSTIN DON'T!" *crying, hangs up the phone* "I THOUGHT WE WERE GOING TO HAVE A PERFECT NIGHT TOGETHER TONIGHT!" Paparazzi: "SHUT IT LADY!" *runs over to you and tries to kick you, but Justin <b>...</b>