I Love My Best Friend (Justin Bieber Love Story) *Editing

Chapter 64

Chantel's POV

Denny's Bitch Ass Waitresses

After Justin and Y/n's little argument, not one word was said in the car. When that happens, I just put my earbuds and listen to music. Didn't they just get through fucking this morning?

Bipolar ass relationship, Bipolar ass couple.

It took a couple of minutes to get to Denny's. Seems like the quieter it is in the car, the more you pay attention to the road and see how close you are to your destination. Getting out, we had bodyguards on each side of us.

A few Paparazzi taking pictures and asking questions. I said a few, because most of them didn't know which Dennies we were going to.

So this is what being a "helper" for a celebrity feels like. I thought.

We're not far parked from Denny's, so I can see the rest of the crew that was sitting down in the restaurant. I look over at Y/n, who was quiet as hell, I could feel the anger radiating off her body. "You must be really pissed at him." I mumble to y/n. All of the guys were up front, so they really couldnt hear us.

"Let's not talk about it here." She answers annoyed, but trying to at least be nice. I nodded my head agreeing.

We walked in silently, everyone in there was silent. The crew had no idea about what happened; but they were: whispering, smiling, smirking, laughing, etc. Just happy to see the rest of us. A brunette and pale waitress came up us, she looked like a hoe instead of a waitress, boobs out for the whole world to see.

I know when a hoe is around, my HoeRadar went off. Of course, the guys were staring like crazy. Even Za. I'm not jealous or anything, I know my shit is better than this thot. Plus, he was just a quick fuck I needed after that night. He understands.

"Justin, Y/n!" One of the girl dancers said waving towards them.

"I'm guessing thats your group?" The waitress says, smacking on her gum.

Inelegant, plain, gapped tooth ass bitch.

"Yes." Scooter says, she walks us over to the table where the crew was and then left after talking to Scooter about needing assistance or something.

"Do you want me to sit behind them so you can get some space from Justin?" I ask looking back at Y/n.

"Yeah." She answers. I sat next to the crew while she sat infront of me in our own booth.

"Y/n, Chantel, come sit over here with us." One of the dancers offers, scooting over.

"No, it's okay, I'm good here." Y/n rejects. I laughed seeing three girls behind us squealing.

"Oh, my god its Y/n! Y/n can we take a picture with you!" One girl asked.

"Yeah, sure!" Y/n turned around making a funny face and took the picture with them.

Then, the hoe walks over. "Hey, you guys can't come in here." She says, waiting for the three girls to leave.

Y/n stares at the chick in front of her and out her hand up. "They just wanted a quick picture, don't worry about them they aren't causing any drama." The waitress roll her eyes and walks away.

A small figure was pulling at Y/n's pants to get attention. Y/n turns back around and melts at the baby girl in front of her. "Well, hello. Who's this little one?" She asks kneeling down, looking at the girl.

"That's my little sister, please dont mind her." The other girl says, sounding annoyed.

"No, no... she's cute. I would love to have little sisters like you." Y/n said turning to them, the baby girl was cute. She had green eyes with blonde silky hair.