My World. A Justin Bieber Romance.

Chapter 23;

Dinner Date. 

"How about this one?" I said, pulling out a purple slimming dress that was just above the knee. Hannah looked at me as if I was crazy, whilst Sophie glared at me, and Libby gave me a pittied look as if she knew what was coming.

"This is your second date. This date you will probably be seen by press. Do you really want to go to something that wont compliment your eyes?" Sophie said, pushing me aside from the wardrobe. Sitting on the bed next to Libby's side I let out a huff.

"Dont huff like that Charlotte. Do you know how long it took to do your hair and make up?" Hannah told me off. Like I didnt know how long 2 hours was. Hannah curled my hair, whilst Sophie did my make up, and Libby gave me company. Without Libby I think I may have gone crazy. She was the only sane one here.

"Do I even want to know how long it will take getting ready for the party?" I groaned. 

"Well silly, the stylist will do that for you. How about this?" Sophie said holding a beautiful one shoulder piece. There was a few layers of pure white and its skirt was above knee height, but not slutty. This dress was simply beautiful but I had never seen it before. [Look on the righttt->].

"Thats beautiful... but its not mine." I said and Hannah turned to me as if I had stated the obvious. 

"If this was yours, it would of been the first dress I would of made you wear." Hannah said with a shrug. "Its Sophie's. She brought a few dresses round as pure emergency.

"Sophie, I cant take this.. its so stunning." 

"I want you to wear it. I havent yet, I dont think white suits me." Sophie told me. Maybe she wasnt as vain as I thought she was. "Anyway, this dress would so show off your fabulous neck-less." 

Hannah got up and actually applauded me when I slipped it on, Libby gushed all over me while Sophie on the other hand, looked smug of her artwork. The dress fit snugly and matched perfectly with my neckless and silver heels. For once in my life, I felt confident in a dress. 

Knock, Knock.

"Charlotte, are you ready to go? Reservations are for 1 and its quarter to." Justins meek voice called through the bedroom door. Before hand, Justin had asked to come in and Sophie had screamed at him. I felt very sorry for him, but at the time, I was worried for myself. Two insane girls attacking my with hot curling irons was scarier. Instead of replying, Sophie opened the door. At first Justin flinched when he saw Sophie, then smiled at everyone else in the room and then finally his gaze landed on me. His smile dropped and he stood staring at me. Oh god, was the skirt too short for his liking? He wasnt smiling so did that mean he didnt like it? How many celebrities had he gone on dates with? Suddenly I felt I wanted to rip away the dress and hide.