A Thousand Days

Chapter 4

JUSTIN'S POV

*4 MONTHS LATER*

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"Bruh, my friend is opening up his club on new years. We should go check it out." Ryan continued scrolling on his phone until he realized that I hadn't said anything back.

"I don't know man. I don't really feel like partying anymore." I guess partying just isn't as fun as it used to be.

"C'mon you know you want to. Besides if it's boring we can always leave." he nudged my shoulder and starting grinning.

"You're right. Looks like I'm partying tonight." I grinned and took off to find something decent to wear.

We started getting ready for the party and I was actually looking forward to it since  I hadn't gone partying in a while and it's new years, who isn't gonna be celebrating? I put on my black jeans and a black t-shirt. I grabbed my black and white checkered flannel and threw on a pair of my white vans. I couldn't forget my watch. Ryan was wearing a pair of blue jeans, a red shirt and some sneakers. He stole one of my snap backs, I hope he realizes that I know he took it.

"So when'd you get that hat?" I asked pointing to my hat.

"Uhhh...today when i went into your closet." He said laughing.

The only thing I hated about partying was that I always had to have body guards, because sometimes people act crazy, especially when they're intoxicated. I wish I could go out without them, but I know why they're neccessary. We hopped in the van and started heading to the club.

"Why isn't your girlfriend coming?" I asked Ryan.

"She wasn't feeling it." he said. I totally get her because I'd rather be at home.

"Oh by the way I invited a few people." he said looking away.

"Like who?" I asked.

"Kendall, Chaz, Hailey, Brandon, Nick, and Za." He said.

Ryan continued talking about something, but Twitter held all my attention. Normally I ignore all the rude tweets, but today it seemed like those were the only tweets on Twitter: probably because I just released my new album. I started reading the things from my fans, which always put me in a good mood. It was nice to be reminded that they still cared. I have changed,but it's for the better and I don't think people realize that, but at the end of  the day the only thing that matters is how I feel about myself.

"That's cool." I said before looking out the window. The line wrapped around the wall for the club entrance. Tons of girls in dresses that were way too small to cover anything and guys in tight fitted shirts who were trying to show off their muscles surrounded the club.

   Once we pulled up,  guards escorted us inside. Ryan's friend was busy, so we were directed to the VIP area. It was pretty nice for a club that was just opening, and the music wasn't too bad. I had to go to the bathroom so I headed over that way, but when I got there the line was way too long. On my way back out I saw a familiar face. I saw her eyes light up when she saw me, but I don't know if it was just because I was "Justin Bieber" or something else. I headed back over to everyone and we went out on the floor and started dancing. After a few minutes I noticed the girl from earlier standing alone by the bar. I went over to see if I truly knew her or if I was just imagining it.