dinner

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I barely am ready in twenty minutes, I had to look perfect or bad things would happen

Justin barges in the room

"(Y/n) lets go were going to be late for your birthday dinner bitch."

I didnt know what made him call me that. Did I do something I thought u was doing ok. I guess not.

I got in the car and headed off to dinner with him.

Justin:(y/n) were almost here close your eyes

Before I had time to say ok or anything his hand slowly touches my face leaving a red mark. I close my eyes taking everything I have not to cry.

The car stops.

Justin:(y/n) were here.

I open my eyes, thinking to myself, this.is.not.dinner...

-omg so sorry for not updating, I forgot about this story-

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