Justin and I were driving around LA just exploring.
Justin was talking about how he's going to do stadium tours and doesn't know if he'll put meet and greets back on.
"You have no idea how-" he was cut off by this girl.
"Omg you're Justin Bieber!" She said out of breath.
"No I'm not." Justin said, "who's that? I don't see a Bieber here." He laughed
"Can I get a picture with you?" She asked
"Sorry Bieber is not here and I heard he doesn't accept pictures? Maybe just a nice chat." He said
"Look Justin I just want a picture with you." She scoffed not getting that he was joking.
"Excuse me but he's not some kind of puppet, and if he doesn't want to take a picture it's his right." I said speaking up.
"Who the hell are you?" She said in disgust
"Look I'm just saying he doesn't want to take pictures. Except that instead of being rude, he's human too." I scoffed
"Whatever and Justin your music is shit!" She said then storming off.
"Thank you!" He screamed back
"She seemed pleasant." I laughed
"I didn't except the picture because I can feel she's not a belieber. I take pictures with beliebers only because they understand me." He chuckled
"Come on let's go get lunch I'm starving!" I giggled
Justin and I ended up getting a box of pizza and headed to Malibu beach since it was Justin's favorite spot.
"You know Florence? You're very different from most girls, but in a good way." Justin smiled
"You're very different too. I thought meeting you would be different and that we would never see each other again. Here we are hanging out on a date." I laughed
"Hey you have sauce on your mouth." Justin giggled
I began panicking, "omg I need a napkin."
"It's okay I'll get it for you." He smirked
Justin leaned in and planted a smooth kiss onto my lips. I kissed back then smiled into the kiss.
"You cheeky bastard." I laughed
"You cuss like a sailor." Justin chuckled
