Texts | Justin

Beverly Hills

"Hi, um. I haven't gotten much detail on what hotel room I'm going to but I'm going to just fetch my bo-" cough,"my friend Justin? Bieber."

Her face lights up, "Justin Bieber?"

"Uh huh." I nod

"Are you sure you're his friend? You could be a fan or something."

"Listen, it's nearly 3am, I don't want to wait here to prove to you that I'm his friend."

"Well okay then I'll just call the hotel room, to see if they want to let you in." She says picking up the phone

"Alright," I agree, "if they'll even answer the phone." I groan, crossing my arms

She gives me quick glance after what I said and just waits for them to answer the phone.

It rings for a while because I've been standing for a while but then she started talking which meant, yay! Someone amswered

"Hi, I'm the receptionist of the hotel and someone is here to fetch Justin Bieber?" She says chuckling at the end.

How is she laughing this late? I mean this early?

She listens to the persons reply on the call and then she looks up to look at me.

"Her name?" She asks the person then she says something else and then hangs up.

She looks at me and asks "what's your name?"

"Holly-May Hamilton." I say

"Oh okay, then yeah. I'm sorry for denying you."

I give a fake smile, quickly rolling my eyes.

"Room 520, 10th story." She smiles

"Thanks." I yawn walking to the elevator.

Let's get this over and done with

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Room 520. There it is, I stand in front on the door and then stand there for a second.

I knock loudly for about 5 times so they could hear me. I heard some giggles and mumbles and things dropping. What the fuck is happening in there?

The door unlocks and surprisingly Justin opens

"Holllyywooddd, baby, what it do." He says surprised to see me

"Justin. Seriously." I say annoyed

"What are you doing here?"

"Justin who's there?" Someone shouts

Justin looks behind, "It's just my girlfriend!!!"

"Hah! You wish you had one!!!" The person shouts back

"Well then suck balls because my wish came trueee!!" He shouts back then looks at me and smiles

"Whatever Justin, do want me to call an uber for you?!"

He ignores the person and then he starts touching my hair, "your hair is going black." He points out

I slap his hand, "my hair is black. Now can we leave, I have to go somewhere today."

"Agh fine. One second." He says walking back in hotel and I can't help but follow him.

"Hollehhh!"

"Hey Maejor." I laugh

"I've missed you, how've you been, where have you been?"

"I'm fine... I've been in LA...at my house....in calabasas. You?" I saw awkwardly

"I've been....drunk." He says drinking more alcohol

Woah.

"Okay, that's enough for you, bruh." I say taking the bottle of his hands

"Where's Justin?" He asked

"He's coming with me. Bye." I say walking away to find Justin.

"Byeee!" Maejor shouts. What a drunk idiot

I walk into the room Justin walked into and see him collapsed on the bed. He looked super tired. In fact he looked dead to me.

"Justin, wake up dude we gotta leave."

He groans.

"Justiiiiin! Wake up!" I shout making him fully awake

"You're so fucking annoying." He says looking annoyed

"Yeah sure." I say sarcastically and not taking it offensively because he's drunk.

"Come on." I say walking out and he follows me.

This is hard than I thought

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I'm lazy to write more and my iPad is acting up so I'll have to end it here, I'm sorry 😩

Question: if you could choose any girl Justin could be with, famous or infamous. Who would you choose?

I would choose myself honestly 😂😂😂😂