Switch Up - J.B. {BWWM}

One.

Above is Kalina on her night out for her birthday.

K A L I N A

My head was pounding as I stood on the hot sidewalk waiting for my Uber to arrive. I can't help but turn around every couple of seconds to take in the beauty of this house.

How could one person possibly live here alone? I thought to myself.

I shrug and turn around hearing the motor of a car, and see a black car pull up to the sidewalk. I cannot wait to get home, I thought to myself. As I begin to climb into the backseat I turn back to have one last look. As I looked towards the door, I see him. He was standing in the doorway waving his hands, and I could see his mouth moving but I was too far away to hear anything that he was saying.

He's out of his mind if he thinks I'm walking back up there, not only is it too far of a walk, but it would be hella awkward. I guess if he really wants to talk to me, he'll find a way to get in touch with me. I shake my head and climb into the backseat. As we drive off I can't help but get this crazy feeling in my stomach. I cannot seriously believe that I woke up next to Justin Bieber. THE Justin Bieber. My night must have been lit as fuck because I don't remember anything at all. After popping open my second bottle, everything goes black.

You know what the old folks say, you only turn 21 once!

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J U S T I N

"KALINA, KALINA WAIT!!" I screamed as I was watching Kalina get ready to climb into the backseat of what looked like an Uber. She looked at me, shook her head and got in the car.

How could she just leave like that? No good morning, no goodbye, no thank you? She struck me as a much nicer person than that last night. I shook my head at the thought.

I saunter upstairs to my bedroom, to an unruly sight. My room looks like it has been through a tornado, sheets all over the place, comforter hanging off of the bed, clothes strewn around the room. I catch a glimpse of something sparkling in the corner. When I pick it and open it I realize that I was holding Kalina's wallet. How does she expect to live her everyday life with no money or card? Luckily her ID is in here, so I find her address, type in my GPS and grab my keys. I run all the way downstairs into my garage and jump into my Bentley, if I'm going to make it to her house by the time she gets there, I'm going to really have to push it.

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K A L I N A

As we are pulling up to my house I find myself digging around this random persons backseat trying to find my wallet. I specifically remember having it with me last night, but now all I seem to have is my clothes and shoes. I swear, if I forgot my wallet at Justin's house, I'm going to scream. That means I will not only have to pay for the Uber to take me back, but I will have to face him in humiliation.

"Umm, excuse me ma'am." The driver says

"Yes?" I huff out of breath from rustling around his back seat.

"How much longer is it going to be? I need to be on my way."

"Give me just a second, I can't seem to find my wallet. I'm so sorry to be holding you up sir."

I open the door and get out so I can have full range of motion in the backseat, I HAVE TO find this wallet, I can't go back there, not even knowing what went down. Hell No. As I'm bent down looking underneath the seat I hear a car horn honk.

"I'M LOOKING SIR. GIVE ME JUST A SEC!" I shout from under the seat. How dare he honk his horn at me after I just apologized for holding him up? He better chill if he wants to get a tip.