Her Little Cupcake

Party All Night

Previously (this wasn't written as a chapter because I thought it would be too boring)
-She runs into fans, but they were nice
-Her dogs run away
-Niall visits her flat while it's empty and he asks Sofia what she's dosing. Instead of telling him the truth, she lies telling him that she's remodeling
-Harry's still dating Bre
1 month later...
        I never got my dogs back after I left. Nor did I say goodbye to anybody. Right now, I'm going through the alcohol section in the grocery store with Kay, my new roommate that moved in while I was trying to visit my "friends".

"Vodka; check! That was the last thing in the checklist. Ready to perform tonight? I'm so psyched, I mean the checklist is all complete and your such a good singer and- AHHHH!" Kay exclaims. As you can see, she's not exactly always calm. She kept on talking about Justin Bieber, too.

We finally checked out the items, but before we reached her Mercedes Benz convertible, there was a guy- pretty attractive must I say- chilling on the driver side door.

"Hey, babe." The mystery guy goes up to Kay and kisses her cheek. I immediately feel jealous pump through my veins because I never get told that by anyone. Nowadays, I only get told I'm fat, ugly, or that I'm a slut.

"Hey, hot stuff. Me and Sof just finished the rest of the shopping for the party." She informs what I assume is her boyfriend. She can sure pick up some guys. All I do with guys is be nice and they assume I'm a fuckbuddy.

        I hop into the leather backseat as "hot stuff" drives us back to the beach house that we are living in.

        I begin to think about all of the things that I regret.

        When I was cleaning out my flat, Niall came over and asked why it was empty. The only way I could get out of being caught was lying. So I told him that I was remodeling and he believed me. He probably hates me now and he has probably heard about me in the news and is probably thinking about why I would lie.

        I lied. To the person that I trusted the most.

        I never got to say bye to my mom or my dad.

        "What's her name?"

        "Sofia."

        "Sofia," I hear a deep voice call me from my thinking. "We're at the beach house."

        "Oh, thank you." I thank Kay's boyfriend. I hop out of the car and enter the beach house, seeing that all the drinks are prepared and bartenders, ready to serve people.

        It is currently 5 p.m. and people are arrive at the party. Not just any people, though. They were celebrities. Singers. Justin Bieber. Taylor Swift

        I begin to casually make my way towards Justin when Kay's boyfriend strolls up to him and does that handshake that all guys do with each other. How do they know eachother?

As casual as could be, Kay approaches Bieber and waves. Are you telling me my best friend has met Justin Bieber!? I call Kay over, but instead she tells me to come over to her.

I walk up to the group and stand next to Kay and Justin Bieber.

"Sofia, this is Justin. Justin this is Sofia." Kay says, introducing us to each other.

"Hello," I politely greet him.

"So you're Harry's ex?" He asks as Kay and her boyfriend walk away.