One Less Lonely Girl

Chapter 12~ Cleveland

We arrived at the the Ritz Carlton, and the driver pulled up in the Grand Entrance, a.k.a the front. As Justin said, there were 6 bodyguards waiting for us. Justin got out first, and help me down, he held my hand as we walked. "Why are we here?" I ask. I have never been in the Ritz, I never had a reason to. "I have surprise for you, I got us an adjoining suite. I already talked to your mom and dad about it. We are staying here tonight." He smiles at me, and I hug him. I stare around in amazement. I hear someone call my name. I turn around to see a lady with a camera, and a bunch of other reporters. "Crap," Justin whispers under his breath. He turns to a guard and mouths him something. The guard nods and yells, "Get her inside! As quick as possible!Go, go,go,go,go!! Get them out of here!!" Immediately, Justin starts running, pulling me along with him. The bodyguards are shouting, forget that, everyone is shouting, and two are rushing us inside. We get inside, and they lock the doors. "What was that all about?" I shout at Justin. "The paps were going to 'attack' us, and you aren't used to the paps." I look at him. He was acting like it wasn't a big deal. "I thought we were being attacked by people with weapons!! I thought we were running for our lives!" I scream at him. "Shh.. Calm down babygirl, that will never happen to you, I'm sorry." He pulls me into a hug, and I rest my head on his shoulder. I hear the paps shouting outside, I pull out of the hug, and I see them all. Of course the Ritz has glass doors, so they probably have 100 pictures of Justin and I hugging just now. But I don't care, I'll take whatever is given to me, as long as I am with Justin. We check in, and I find out that we have the penthouse suite. The receptionist was so funny when Justin and I entered the lobby. Everyone just stopped and stared. I guess the hotel didn't know that he was staying there, cause he checked in under the name 'Jason McCann'. Everyone in the lobby either stayed still, gasped, or got out their phones and took a photo.  We took the elevator all the way up, and it opened to a small hallway with 2 doors. One to the room, and one for the stairs. We open the door, and I walk in, amazed. The room is huge, and absolutely gorgeous.

 There is a huge living room, decorated in white and gold, with a huge flatscreen TV, couches, a full kitchen, a washer and dryer, and a dining area. There is a huge balcony that overlooks the city. It has  couches, chairs, a bar, and a fire pit on it. On each side of the room there are 2 doors leading to separate bedrooms. Justin gave me first pick, and I chose the bigger of the two, he doesn't mind though. Each bedroom has their own bathroom, a walk- in closet, a flatscreen TV, and a door to the balcony. My room is beautiful. White walls, and a red fuzzy bedspread, with gold curtains. I have a small sofa chair thats white and super fuzzy. Justin sneaks up behind me and puts a blindfold over my eyes. I scream. "Hey! What are you doing?!" I squirm around, but he wraps his arms around me, and starts pushing me somewhere. "Just stay calm, its a surprise." I huff. "Ugh fine." We stop walking. He opens a door, and rips the blindfold off of my face. I scream when I see the surprise. "OMG JUSTIN ITS BEAUTIFUL!!!" Inside the walk-in closet was the prettiest dress I have ever seen. The dress is a deep blue at the top, then slowly fades in to white as it descends. It is strapless at the top, and comes all the way down to the floor in ruffles and folds. It cuts off in the front at my knees, but continues down to the floor. "Thank you so so so so so so much Justin! I absolutely love it!" I hug him, and laughs. "Good, cause your going to wear it when I take you to the 2013 VMAs this year." I almost pass out. "ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME!!!!!!! JUSTIN AAHHH!!!" I hug him again, while screaming. "I'm not kidding. I can take one guest, and I want you to come with me." I run over to the dress and feel it. It doesn't seem real. "Your mom and dad already know." Justin walks over to me and takes my hand. "Want to get on with our day?" He asks. "Yes!!!" I squeal like a little girl. "Wait.. what about my clothes for tomorrow? I didn't pack anything." He looks at me, amused. Well, we are going shopping today, right?" We walk out of our room, and take the elevator downstairs. Justin and I say goodbye to the doorman. The guards, and Moshe, immediately surround us, but we continue walking like normal. I hear dozens of gasps, shouts, and people screaming our names. I also hear the cameras going off on peoples phones, and cars stopping to look at us. But still, we walk, talk, and wave.