friday, march 10, 2017
i woke up at 8 so i could do some packing and get ready, of course.
around 9:30 i was done packing and all i had to sow a get ready.
i did light makeup and my hair was in a pony tail because it was hella hot.
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i was on my phone answering back business shit and going through all my social media.
someone knocked on my door non stop until i opened it and it was justin, smiling.
"fuck off mate" i said to him while going to get my bags.
as in return he laughed then followed me.
"god damn how many bags do you need" justin said taking the lady bag of my 4.
"you need options and chill it's just 4" i said rolling my eyes.
we got into his range rover then sped off to LAX.
"so instead of just going to bora bora the whole time how about we go all over" justin said as we pull up to LAX.
"i only have a month" i said.
"i got a month off too but you down then" justin said as he got out.
"i'm down just as long as we go to paris" i said smirking.
"that can be arranged" justin said.
soon the workers got out bags and led us to the jet justin had got.
you could feel the paparazzi taking pictures of us, how did they even know we were here.
once we got on the jet i went straight to bed on the beds, the flight was about 10 hours.
"arzaylea" justin kept on repeating over and over again until i woke up.
"finally you're awake" he said.
"shut up i was tired" i said getting up and fixing my hair.
"how far are we away" i said.
"we've only been on for 30 minutes" justin said laughing.
"you're lying" i said.
