Patience | Justin Bieber

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The show finished around 10 minutes ago and we are currently walking to the club strip. Yes WALKINNG .

IM TOO DRUNK TO WALK WHERES THE UBER.

I'm currently walking in a zig zag in front of Justin who is almost as drunk as me but more responsible lel.

"What are you doing, g banger?" He says as he laughs at me.

"I can't walk any further we need to call and UBER!" I say as I start spinning whilst walking bc idle im just fucked don't even question it.

"They don't have uber in Europe, silly, and Stop spinning! You'll pass out before we even get there!" He says running to catch up to me.

"Pass out PFFFFFFT!" I say throwing my head back and he throws his arm over my shoulder. Probably to make me stop moving around so much, "dude I have never passed out before, not ever sober, did you know that? I'm a pro at not passing out. I should go to the Olympics."

He nods at what I'm saying even though I'm a shit talking dickhead that won't shut up. God bless his heart.

"When are we getting there! My feet huuurrrtttt!" I say being a whiny bitch.

"Let me give you a piggy back!" Justin says.

"Noooooooooo," I protest, "have you seen the dress I am wearing, buddy! I don't want none of these people seein my vagina!"

He laughs at how open I am. Fuck me dead I just said VAGINA in front of Justin Bieber. Akjskshskdjdkdhkekd BYE.

"I would agree with you but my nudes were leaked and it wasn't THAT bad," FUCKING ASDGJKAHDKSHSKSH. I turn to quickly.

"Your nudes leaked?!" I HAVENT SEEN THEM OMG I KNOW WHAT ILL BE GOOGLING WHEN I GET BACK TO THE APARTMENT.

"You haven't seen them?"

"Will I be disappointed?"

"I think nothing ever looks the same in a photo as it does in real life."

"Okay show me," he turns his head to me quickly and raises his eyebrows, "c'mon, pop that thang. One time. Pop it, Justin, go on,"

He laughs at me trying to impersonate Kevin hart on the roast. Low key wanting him to actually whip it out but we deal.

A million years later we arrive at the cluuuub. Time to get TURNt. Caitlin speaks the the security guard out the front and this bitch gets us in for free without waiting in line. FUCKING MVP TOUR MANAGER. As we enter the club the music hits me like a sack of potatoes. 'This girl' is playing. MA FUCKIN JAM LE GOOO. We all head towards the dance floor and stay there until the song ends.

Justin then takes my hand and pulls me towards the bar. MORE DRINK MORE DRINKSZ. One we get there I stand at the bar with him extremely close behind me. His basically pressed up against the right han side of my back with one arm around the right side side of me, leaning against the bar, and the other holding my left shoulder in a protective manner. It's so crowded in here so I get why but like fuck me dead he's so hot and nice I luv him. One of the bar tenders eventually come up to us.

"2 jäger bombs please," Justin says and I look up at him with wide eyes as the bartender nods and starts to make the drinks.

"I'm going to diiie," I say to him loudly considering all the noise around us.

"You're not going to die," he says as caresses my left arm. Uhhhhh fuck me now. Thank god girls can't get boners I'd be fucked.

The bartender drops the jäger shot into the red bull causing me to gasp and watch in awe. He laughs and sits one of the glasses in front of me.

"That one is on the house," he says in his Spanish accent and I look up at him wide eyed.

"WOW thanks!" I say as he winks and JUstin gives him his card to pay for his because obviously he isn't as attractive as me aha. I look up to Justin and he stares at my shot wearily. Someones jealoussssss. Once he gets his card back I pick up my shot and Justin follows.

"Cheers," he says.

"Cheers!" we clink our glasses and down the shots with him finishing a few seconds before me. I sit my glass down hardly on the bar.

"Lets gooooo!" I say pulling Justin towards the dance floor.

Then everything went blurry.