《Texts | Justin Bieber ✔️》49
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I make my way to the event where more photos are taken and more questions are asked. I never thought about this side of fame when I went for the record deal, but it's so damn EXHAUSTING. I'd rather exercise Lordy lord.
Nah I'm playin fuck dat.
Also, I thought I'd be going through most of my first times with Justin. ESPECIALLY my first awards show....
Too bad I'm not a virgin. AYYYYYYYY
I walked into the large building to find a club like atmosphere. I wonder if I can snag some drinks here? Man it sucks that the drinking age is 21 here.... I need to find Justin so we can make out, I mean make up and he can get me alcohol.
If Justin is even fkn here that is. I wonder around for a while, being stopped by a bunch of people I've idolised for years, trying my best not to burst into tears lol.
I saw Troy Bolton, I mean Zac Efron before and can I just saw how hard it is to like keep an acceptable distance away from everyone's childhood crush when all you wanna do is go all wild cats on him.
I mean GOTTA FIND JUSTIN GOTTA FIND JUSTIN GOTTA FIND JUST STOP GETTING DISTRACTED
Another tap on the shoulder gets me to turn around to find someone who, In my eyes, tops the rest by a fuck tonne. Yea even Troy.
"Holy wow, Kanye West..." I say wide eyed and he laughs as he wipes his chin, even through there's nothing there. Why do guys do that? Like I get if you have a beard but kanye has nothing on his chin, why he strokin it all he time?????
Must be itchin.
"Grace Winters, it's nice to finally meet you."
"Meet me?! Are you serious, this is now the best day of my life!" He laughs as I hyperventilate. I think he thinks I'm joking.
"Oh oh hey hey hey make a pun!" Ay he must watch my snapchats. (David Dobrik tease, sorry not sorry bitches)
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"Oh wow I can't just make one up on the spot like this, it's not that yeezy," sometimes I appreciate myself so much.
He goes wide eyed before he yells 'ayyyyyyyy' and laughs.
"Ay you're only 20 right, you want a drink? I about to go get Kylie one," THANKYOU YESUS
"YES PLEASE THANK YOU KANYE!"
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Yep I'm fucked.
He first brought over some shots.
Then he bought some shots.
Then he bought shots
And now he's just brought over......
"SHOTS," he yells and we all let out a woooooooooooooo. We all cheers like we've done the past couple times and mine goes down like water. It didn't even burn my throughly this time.
Idk if that's a good thing or a bad thing. Nahhhh man that's sweet as and 100% won't regret this in the morning.
"Ay ay ay I'm so glad you made it!" Kanye says as loudly.
"What do you mean? (Ay promo) I was always gonna come!" I'm tying so hard to sound sober this is awful.
"I was talking to Justin just before I saw you and he didn't know if you were coming tonight..." akdhjsjsjsjeiwje JUSTIN FUCK I FORGOT HIM
"He's here!?"
"Yeah yeah he weeeeent..." he looked around with his finger pointing out until he stopped at the set off stairs at the opposite side of the room, "thataway, up there," he turns back to me, "say, do you two have some shit goin on right now because he got all tense and shit when I mentioned you and then he cut the convo short and walked away..." shit is it hot in here. Fuck man I'm sweating. Maybe it's the tequila. Or the vodka. Or the other thing I had.
"Uh... we.. you know I....-" oh no I'm stuttering! He's gonna know how much of a lightweight I am!
"Got it, you don't need to say no more girl. Go get em then," he says as he hold his hand out towards that staircase.
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"Thanks, Kanye," I say with a smile.
"Ay Yeezy got you girl," he says and I giggle as I walk away. YEEZYS GOT ME AYYYYYYY. Can I get some shoes tho?
I manoeuvre my way across the room to the staircase, and by manoeuvre I mean stumbles over my heels 50 times and struggle to keep my balance. I'm taking my shoes off I don't care.
Ahhhhhhh much better. Heel yeah ;)
"Hey have you seen Justin?" I ask some random who's left about to fuck this girl next to him and I'm being a cock block lol. They point over to a group of people to the left. Why is this a fucking scavenger hunt? Honestly if there ain't chocolate or some shit for me at the end I'll be pissed.
Once I approach the group of people, heels in hand, I peer around in search of someone I know.
Do I know them? Nope
Ooh what about hi- no
Hey that hair seems famil- nope don't know them.
BINGO.
"Maejor!" I almost yell as I squeeze my way Through the strangers to him. He smiles as he looks around in search for who was calling his name. Until his eyes land on me, then his smile drops. Oh no am I ugly FUCK.
"Grace?" He says in a shocked tone. I'm confused, was I not invited or something???
"What's wrong? Have you seen Jay?"
"Nothing? What? Justin? No no he didn't come tonight," something's up.
"Okay but he is because Kanye and that guy eating that girls face off over there told me so..." he seems worried and he can't keep eye contact with me.
"He... uh... you know-"
"Ayyyyyy Maejoy bro, is JB nearly done in there. We've been waiting like a fucking hour for a room," a blatantly drunk guy in his early 20s says, Curtis off Maejor as he stumbles around before us with an equally as drunk girl attached to his hip. Classy. Lol I can't talk. Maejor says nothing as he finally gives me wide eye contact.
So Justin's fucking some girl in that room not 3 meters from me then. Coolioooo. WHERES THE VODKA?
"Oh," is all I manage to get out before I attempt to step back so I can get the fuck out of here.
"Wait, Grace!" Maejor says frantically as removes himself from the girl he was with's grasp to clasp my shoulders and prevent me from leaving.
"Ay , Maej, just let me go, I'm cool I swear I'm drunk and there's like a lot of people here and I'll forget about Justin soon and it's fine I'm all good," I say with my voice cracking a little and my eyes beginning to sting. Cmon vodka NUMB ME.
"Wait, please just-" but Maejor was cut off again, by the opening of a door behind him, revealing a pissed off Justin, huffing and puffing about like he'd just found out the girl he liked was sleeping around with someone else. Oh wait.
That's me.
Maejor turns to the door and his grip loosens. I should take this opportunity to sprint but I can't help but stare at Justin as he walks out of the room, alone. My eyes are like fucking magnetised or something. His eyesight directs from left to right to left and all round at first until he eventually lands on me. His angry expression drops almost immediately and I can sense a hint of fear in his eyes, he stops in place.
"Grace," I see him mouth, it's too loud for me to hear him. Him moving towards me breaks me out of my trance and I move backwards a few steps before I turn and speed walk towards to staircase.
Thank god I took my heels off.
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