Justin's POV

We walked to the front desk to check in. "Bieber" I said. A huge smile appeared on the man's face. "Good...luck, on the fight" he chuckled. What am I supposed to lose? Awe hell no I ain't.  I yanked the key card out of his hand and pulled Ashley into the elevator. I pushed floor 5, the penthouse. Off guard, she pulled me into a long kiss. The elevator opened with an old lady, as we stopped. We smiled awkwardly and stepped out. I saw out of the corner of my eye that she was grinning and looking at us like "go get it". Yeah, she's kind of creepy... A little bit more down the hallway I swipe my key card and opened the door. It was huge! The view of the pool and the city of Boston. Nice! Ashley gasped with amazement. While touring the kitchen, I found a fruit basket on the counter that said "Good luck bud. You'll do great- Scoot" I chuckled. I'll try hard Scooter, I'll try hard. I stepped out onto the balcony and looked at the pool below. It's beautiful here. "Justin. THERE-IS-A-FUCKING-INDOOR-HOT-TUB". I jumped with fright as I heard her. Let's just say I basically ran like I was being chased by Odele Beckham Jr. to see if it were true. Yup, sure is. I got real excited. "Woah, calm down there big boy" she said as she embraced me.  I embraced her back. I let go immediately realizing what time it was. "Gotta hurry" I said. We quickly got my stuff and took a cab to the arena. Once we got there, we walked in through the back, into my dressing room. I dressed into my shorts and put my gloves on. I kneeled down my the sink and prayed. "Let's g-" "Amen" I said as Ashley came in and informed me it's time. "Well, Amen." she smiled. "I love you" we said in harmony. I kissed her forehead and stepped behind the curtain. She blew me a kiss and sat on the couch in front of the tv, recording the fight live. My music started playing so I walked out, security guards all around. I high-fived some people with their hands out. They smiled instantly. I've already got fans and it's my first fight. I stepped into the octagon and into my corner. "At 5 feet 9 inches tall, 226 pounds, age 21. All the way from Stratford, Ontario, Canada. Here he is, Justin Bieber!" the announcer said. I lifted my arms and grinned in delight from all of the cheers after he said my name. My opponent, Cain Velasquez, came out. He's only 4 inches taller than me. He may be taller and heavier, but here I go.

Sorry I left you with a cliffhanger. My mom screamed at me to get off. Fuck you too then mom. Vote and comment :( -Lilly