YOUR POV
I sat down on the chair in front of the mirror as I curled my hair. Today was the day that I would go on a date with Justin Bieber. Just as friends, though.
I met Justin at a party and we instantly clicked so he decided to ask to me out to lunch to get to know me better. I was nervous for this. I didn't wanna look bad and I didn't wanna embarrass myself or scare him away. I guess we'll just have to wait and see.
After 20 minutes of curling my hair to perfection, I was done. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought, "Not bad." I walked to my closet to chose something to wear. Justin said it was a casual date so I didn't have to wear a dress or heels or anything like that.
I chose a pair of white skinny jeans, a turqoise colored tank top, brown flats, and added a simple crystal bracelet to my wrist. I sprayed myself with perfume, grabbed my purse, and made my way downstairs.
Right when I reached the bottom of the stairs, my phone vibrated in my hand. I had gotten a text from Justin.
From: Justin
i'm outside ;)
I smiled as I read the text and made my way outside. I saw his car and when he spotted me walking over to him, he got out of his car and came to the passenger side. He opened the car door for me and I blushed and replied, "Thank you, Justin."
He nodded and gave me a smile and returned to the drivers seat. He started up the engine and began driving.
"You look really nice today." Justin said. I smiled and said, "You don't look so bad, yourself." I winked and Justin laughed.
He was wearing a plain black t-shirt, dark jeans, a couple gold chains around his neck, and the scent of his cologne filled up the car.
"So, where are we going to eat today?" I asked him. Justin said, "Well, I found this nice little restaurant about five minutes away that serves really good pasta and sandwiches. That's okay with you, right?"
I smiled and nodded my head. We arrived in the parking lot of the restaurant and we spotted a bunch of older men with cameras around their necks. Paparazzi.
"Fuck." Justin said angrily. I patted his arm and said, "Justin, don't worry. They're not gonna ruin our day today. Let's just ignore them." I tried to make him feel better and he just nodded his head and let out a sigh.
We both exited the car and made our way to the restauarant. On our way there, the paparazzi snapped a few photos of us, but Justin put his arm around my waist and pulled me into him. We both covered our faces with our hands.
"Hello, sir. How may I help you today?" The waitress smilled.
"Um, table for two, please." Justin said.
She nodded and replied, "Right this way, Mr. Bieber."
We were seated in a comfortable, cozy booth that had a beautiful vase full of roses in the middle. I took a seat on one side of the table, and Justin sat across from me.
I looked around and said, "This place is beautiful." Justin smiled and replied, "Not as beautiful as you, though."
I giggled and said, "Oh my gosh, Justin. Thank you." Shortly after, the waitress came back to our table and asked for our orders. I got a chicken sandwich with a side of salad and Justin ordered spaghetti.
As our food arrived, we ate while talking about the silliest things. It was nice. Just me and Justin joking around about everything.
"So tell me more about yourself." Justin said as he took a sip of his water.
