recovery - j.b.

fifty three

SHE IS LITERALLY THE SWEETEST PERSON EVER OMG

oh and no smut this chapter sorry
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audrey

two weeks later, we were at home getting ready for the fashion show. scooter actually had a stylist come over so justin didn't dress like a bum. i was laughing for like five minutes after scooter said that.

avery and maejor were getting ready also. the stylist was helping everyone out, justin more than everyone though. "do you want your hair back like you did the grammys?" she looked at justin and he looked at me.

"what're you looking at me for?"

"how should i wear my hair?" he chuckles.

"yeah, like the grammys." i smirk. while she was doing her job, avery had walked downstairs in her black dress.

"my best friend is hot." i say, walking toward her. maejor rolls his eyes. "you don't like it?"

"no, it's too lacy and looks like lingerie." he pouts. "surprised justin's letting you wear that."

"justin doesn't choose what i wear." i roll my eyes.

"but you're wearing something over your shoulders." justin exclaimed, me rolling my eyes. "i saw that."

i stick my middle fingers up and he just holds up a heart. laughing, i roll my eyes and went into the living room where my heels are. as i was putting them on, i heard justin exclaim, "this looks more ridiculous than kanye's clothes!"

avery and i walked into the large hallway where she was doing his hair. don't understand why didn't do it in the bathroom but it didn't matter. "it looks fine." i walk over to him, kissing him. "i promise."

"you're obligated to say that, you're my girlfriend."

"it does look fine, i swear." avery chuckles. "better than kanye's clothing line you wear everyday."

"but he still manages to get hella females." maejor shakes his head. "fuck type shit."

"got more game than you." justin pops his collar, maejor punching his arm. i had handed the stylist the phone to take a picture of us, but instead of a serious picture, maejor and justin decide to make the 'squad poses'.

justin bent down with his hands together and maejor did the same but standing up. with a smile, avery and i posed together, then when i got my phone back, i rolled my eyes. "i wish i could crop you two out."

"we look amazing." justin says, then looks at the stylist. "when you leave can you lock the doors?"

she nodded, as i grabbed my clutch then followed behind them. the limo was waiting, avery and i getting in first. justin handed me a thin black short jacket that covered my shoulders. "thought justin didn't tell you what to wear?" maejor laughed.

"he doesn't." i smirk.

i saw justin roll his eyes, then grabbed his phone, his whole facial expression changing. "what?" avery questioned.

when he turned the phone around, there was a text.

hailey: can't wait to see the squad xx

i look at avery and she gripped justin's wrist as i grabbed the phone. they started arguing, justin and trying to get the phone as i texted back.

justin: can't wait to see your stiff ass embarrass yourself

when i handed the phone back, he looked at me and avery. "the fact you two can read each other's eyes and facial expressions and know what it means scares me."

"yeah that's hella weird." maejor laughs. "i thought audrey had something in her eye."

"audrey, don't do anything stupid when we get to the show." he glances at the text.

"i won't, believe me. she's gonna ruin the show herself."

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as we were walking down the carpet, paparazzi flashing their cameras, justin sighed. "i see kendall and kylie walking toward us."

i feel avery and maejor walk up behind us, avery mumbling, "if she says anything im gonna stick my heel up her ass."

"calm down killa." i laugh.

kylie and kendall, arm in arm walk up behind us posing for pictures. we continue walking until i heard a squeaky, "justin!"

kendall had approached us. "aren't you modeling?" justin asks. "why are you out here?"

"models walk the carpet too. i'm just telling you, hailey's after is so you might wanna go." kendall suggest. we leave before kylie approaches us. when we get inside, the four us get to our seats which are front row just for the publicity.

"still don't understand they reason of fashion shows." maejor mumbles.

"the only fashion show enjoyed was the victoria secret angel's one when rihanna performed." justin spoke, maejor laughing.

"in that moment, justin knew he liked black girls." that caused me and avery to start laughing. justin was flustered, his cheeks getting pink.

"that's not true." he shakes his head, an obvious smile on his face. "i have no racial preference, but it was my favorite because rihanna did the runway better than the actual models."

"imagine how this is gonna do with daddy long legs." avery chuckles.

"horrible. disastrous. embarrassing." maejor kept going on with words to describe how the fashion show would go. "oh shit, there she is."

we all looked up to see hailey wiggling her skinny fingers at us with a smirk. when she disappeared behind stage, justin sighed.

"i feel like her and scooter planned something again."

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so yasmeen kearra (the girl that plays audrey) is aware there is a book (my book) that uses her as the main girl and someone said she asked for the link omg 😂

BUT LOOK WHAT I DID 👇🏿