《DM • JB》00:2
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I was at the club, dancing freely with my best friends, by my side when my phone started blowing the hell up. I couldn't ignore it anymore. Yes, I do get a lot of notifications on social media, because I have over 850k on Instagram and twitter, but this is bing after bing after bing coming out of my phone it just wont fucking stop. So I told my friends Jordyn, Stassie, and Chantel that I was going to the bathroom they nodded and continued dancing to the J Cole song blasting through out the club. Surprisingly the bathroom didn't have a line a mile long, and was not accupied, so I opened the door and went inside. I unlocked my IPhone rose gold 6s plus and went to see what all the fuss was about. Everybody in the comments, of the picucture I just posted before my friends and I all left, were telling me that Justin Bieber liked and commented and also followed, at this point I was shocked. The only celebrity that ever followed me was my long time friend Madison Beer. I went into my notifications on Instagram to actully find,
"JustinBieber liked your photo"
"JustinBieber commented on your photo 👅👅👅"
"JustinBieber direct messaged you"
I almost choked I was sersouly shook, my inner Belieber was freaking the fuck out. When I was younger I used to believe I was Mrs. Bieber and I even had a fake wedding with my cardboard cut out, I had a wedding dress and everything I took that shit seriously. Snapping back to reality I opened the DM.
JustinBieber: Damn Mami💦
I wanted to legit die. What. Do. I say?
Its. Justin. Motherfucking. Bieber! I got myself together and replied
KingKylie: Damn Papi 👅👅
I was so concentrated on the screen I didn't hear nor see my friends walking into the bathroom.
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"You've been in here for like 20 minutes we wanted to see what's up."
Stassie said checking her phone. Jordyn and Chantel were doing the same.
"Um Ky did you like see who commented on ur picture?"
Jordyn said just as stassie and chantle squealed
"oh my fucking god Justin Bieber commented tounges on your photo, someone's thirsty!" Stassie said,
"He followed you too, damn he's fine."
Chantel said fake fanning herself.
"He dmed me too."
I mumbled still looking at my phone screen waiting for him to read it.
"HE WHAT?!"
the three of them bellowed in unison. Stassie ran over to me and grabbed my phone and jumped up and down in her 5 inch heels almost breaking her ankles in the process. Chantel and Jordyn also ran over to her to see the screen, wile i just stood in front of the sink looking at myself in the mirror thinking, Justin Drew Bieber just dmed me. But what I didn't know is that one DM would change the course of my life drasticly.
0 to 100, real quick
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