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Paris♡♡

Again,for the fifth time this week,Paris is running late.

You get that she is a big superstar now,but that's no reason to disregard your best friend.Recently,Its rare that you even see her face!You have to go to Instagram just to look at her.

I don't know about you,but to me...thats pretty sad.

At around 3:00 am in the morning,Paris walks through the dark house all stealthy like,trying not to wake you.But there was no need for it,you were already up.You turned on the kitchen light as soon as she puts her keys down.Jumping almost a mile away from where she originally was,she stares at you as if she was a deer caught in head lights.

"Oh hey babe,you're up!I-Is something wrong?You look like you're about to stab someone with how you're holding that knife." She laughs nervously and you put said knife down next to your untouched food.You tilt your head up,smile tight and hands lace together firmly.

"Paris Jackson,the only daughter of the one and only Michael Jackson,my best friend of about 15 years now,take a look at the time for me." You just smile wider,almost physco like,as she pulls her phone out of her back pocket.

"Um...3:02 am-"

"3:02 fucking am Paris!You have no idea how pissed off I am!For the past 5 days,I have waited at this damn table with a whole meal in front of me that I have made for us that no one eats because I am always waiting for you to get home so we can spend some time together!I have had to rely on Instagram for pictures of you just to see your face nowadays because I sure can't see you in person now!I get that you're busy,and I am so very proud of you Paris,but I miss you!And I...I-"

You break down in tears and Paris rushes to your side.You're mad at her of course,but you can't help but to bury your face in her chest.

"Y/N I really am so sorry.It might not seem like it with how rare I'm here,but I miss you too.I don't exactly like my schedule either babe but it's what I gotta do if I want to keep doing what I'm doing!" She pets your head and your sobs turn into quiet sniffles.

"I know...I'm sorry for overeacting.I shouldn't have blown up on you like that." You wipe the last of your tears away and she smiles.

"You had every right to sweetie.Now let me go take you out for dinner."

"What decent restaurant is open at this time?"

"Crazy ones,like we are babes."

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