The Way You Make Me Feel [z.m.]

Turn Your Face

Demi and I were currently heading to the airport to go pick up Cher. Thank God. I missed both of my girls.

Demi and I were talking about random stuff while I drove us to go for Cher.

And then a certain topic came up.

"Mackenzie," Demi began."Please tell me that this shitty rumor about you and Justin dating isn't true." Demi said, turning to face me.

I sighed and continued to look at the road as she waited for my answer. "It's not." I confirmed, not bothering to lie to her. "It's just Justin and I's plan to get Zayn and Selena back."

Demi didn't say anything else and I soon grew impatient for her response. I turned my head a little and saw her grinning.

"What?"

"You little badass."

My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Excuse me?"

Demi laughed. "You're smart. Both of you. I didn't expect you to do this but I gotta admit you guys are pretty badass doing this knowing how it's going to end up when all of this is over."

I laughed quietly and shrugged, still looking at the road. "As long as the plan works I'm good."

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Demi and I waited outside the airport for our best friend. Paparazzi were outside too, taking pictures of us but we didn't seem to mind as long as they kept their distance.

"Where the hell is my little brat?" Demi was growing inpatient and looked for the sight of Cher.

"Calm down." I told her. "I'm sure she'll be here in a minute."

Literally a minute later, Cher appeared and she seemed to be having trouble with her suitcase. She kept looking back at it because it kept getting caught with her boots she was wearing.

"CHER!!" Demi and I yelled, running towards her.

Cher looked up from her suitcase surprised, and grinned at us.

We engulfed her in a big hug as she laughed. We let go seconds later and began walking with her to my car.

"You guys looked hilarious running to me." She said in her British accent.

"Yeah, says the one who was getting hit by her own suitcase." Demi spoke back.

"Shut up, the damn thing wouldn't leave me alone and I berly bought these shoes." She complained as Demi and I laughed.

"Do you want to get food?" I asked them as we got in my Range Rover.

"Yes!" Cher yelled as she seated herself in the backseat while Demi sat in the passenger seat. "Pizza! Oh how I love that stuff."

Demi and I laughed while I drove us to our favorite pizzeria place.

"Seems like someone is taking Niall's girlfriend's spot." I said.

"Hey!" Demi argued. "I never complained."

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After three large pizzas, the girls and I were headed to my house. We were finally having a sleepover and we were beyond excited to have our girl time.

We were laughing, talking, and singing along to the radio until I got a call. I looked at my car's front screen and it said Justin was calling.

"Pick up." I spoke to the screen.

Seconds later and a male voice spoke through the receiver. "Mackenzie."

"Hey Justin!"

"JUSTINA!" Demi yelled.