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eighteen - olivia pov

"hi, justin." i said, trying to keep my cool, but holy shit.

he's hot, nice, and in to me? fuck yes.

"how are you?" he said.

"good, how about you?" i replied as he smiled.

"better now," he spoke, causing me to grin.

"so, how are your shoots with calvin klein coming along? you're already being followed by paps, how does that feel, ms. famous?" he chuckled towards the end and i about fainted. his laugh is heaven.

i smiled and laughed a little bit.

"they're coming along great, everyone is super sweet. and they follow me because of kendall." i said, moving some hair out of my face.

"well, no, according to TMZ, you were seen at starbucks, ordering a caramel macchiate ALONE." he emphasized the last word to prove my last statement wrong.

i rolled my eyes. "asshole," i muttered, as he laughed.