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

Chapter 69 😏💦

Warning: Slight sex scene ahead in POV and next chapter.

Za's POV

Wrong Room

We stood there watching Justin  perform for about 3 hours. When OLLG came around every girl was crying like crazy and to be honest some of them shouldnt have wore mascara tonight.

"Thank you so much Houston! I love you so much, hope you had a great time tonight. I will definitely be back, goodnight!" Justin says running off the stage with the fans cheering. The crew went up to congratulate him on another successful concert, as the friends (us) did the same.

"Alright, so you ready to go?" I ask Justin as the gang surrounds him.

"Go where?" Scooter says walking up behind us, which scared the shit out of me. I don't know about the rest of the guys.

"Well we're going to my room, so that we can watch that fight that we were talking about." I lied, but he bought it. The guys looked at me in confusion but got the clue and nodded in agreement.

"Oh ok, we're going to bed early. Don't make any noises while we are sleeping, we all have to get up early." He says walking off.

"Good thing he bought that." Justin laughs.

"I know right." I say.

"And I am not going to go out sweaty and shit." Justin says, wiping off his face.

"Well, you better hurry up and shower and get dressed because I'm ready to go." Alfredo says.

"Yeah, Chantel and I are fixing to leave to the movies." Y/n says, giving Justin a kiss. I look at Chantel who was looking at me. It was a one time thing with her, I'm tryna work shit out with my ex Atifa. We broke up because of issues, so we talking right now. Y/n and Chantel left with Chantel swaying her ass hard. It is pretty nice, can't lie about that.

"And where are the girls going?" Scooter ask seeing them walk away.

"To the movies." Justin says.

"Oh, Okay." Scooter shrugs.

"Wait, they can go to the movies but we can't go out?" Alfredo ask, looking at Scooter with a frown.

"Yeah, they wont come back at like 12 or 3 in the morning." He says, walking off again.

"We still going out, nigga." I say under my breath, snickering.

Justin was showered up and dressed everyone was in their rooms either sleep or doing something. Twist, Justin, Alfredo and I peeked over the corner to see Scooters room door shut.

"Alright, let's get the fuck outta here." Twist whispers.

"No shit Sherlock, the fuck do you think we are doing?!" Justin whispered yelled. We quietly walk our and off the bus, with the bodyguards already in the car. The guys and I get in the car, smushing one another a little.

"Okay, time to go get fucked up!" I yelled when we all made it in the car. The guards drove off going to the nearest club. Moments after driving, We were at a club called King of Houston. Stepping out of the car, I looked at the huge palace/ club standing above me. Shit is huge and I can hear the beat from outside.

"I have a way we can get into the club immediately without people seeing us." Alfredo says. Walking in front of us, he walks us to the back of the club, opening the door with some key he pulls out. Before we knew it, we walked inside to a booming club with different color lights going everywhere. The paparazzi was already in the club. Pretty sure Justin's not the only A-list celebrity in here.