You guys are gonna hate me for this, idk but I just hate myself for what I wrote. Good luck. I'm warning you, the drama has just started..shii

101k... shiiiit

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"You need a new look." Karla says studying my face.

I was the dressing room watching everyone getting ready for tonight's show until Karla offered she could give me a 'small makeover?' I dunno but how could I say no.

"Okay, um." I stop not knowing what to say

"I know I should be doing your clothes but I've been looking at your hair."

I look at my hair touching it, "my hair?"

"Yeah, it's just very thick these days, you know what I'm saying?"

Nope. "Yeah."

"Can I call some hairdressers? And they could like straighten your hair or something."

"Okay but what about my clothes."

"You can wear your normal clothes, black ripped jeans with shoulder strapped top, oh and this security purpose hoodie, I was supposed to give it to you in London but I forgot sorry" she says taking it from the table behind her and hands it to me

Ahhh score I've always wanted this.

"Oh my word, this is great thanks Karla."

"The hairdressers will be here in 20."

"Thanks again Karla."

She smiles and walks away.

Why am I getting all of this oh my word. I'm so lucky and greatful.

I stand up leaving the room to find the bathroom because that's what I need right now and the hairdressers will be here in 20 minutes.

I found one eventually and I enter. I didn't really pay attention to the people in the bathroom because there was like 2 girls and I couldn't care less.

I do my business and after that I open the door seeing 2 familiar figures standing by the sink, chatting.

Until I freeze finally seeing who they are.

SAHARA RAY AND FUCKING SOFIA BICHIE OPPS I MEAN RICHIE

No no no.

in my head I'm laughing because since when have I seen Sofia? I thought she had Justin out of her picture. Talking about pictures, have you seen her photo shoot with her and her snakes? Bahahahah so hilar

I freeze on my spot clearly surprised as to why are they here.

Justin doesn't like them or doesn't even contact them

I walk slowly to the sink and Sahara looks at me then Sofia does

"Holly-May? Oh my gosh!" Sofia says surprised

Bish I thought you were a model not an actress

"Hi! Sofia! What are you doing here, long time no seen!"

"I know! What are you doing here?"

"Just hanging out,"

"With Justin." Sahara adds

"Oh as usual." Sofia says and nods

"Well, I'm just doing my job-"

"Yeah being a thot." Sahara adds once again and forces a laugh

"Okay we-"

"Listen here hami, why don't you just wash your dirty hands and leave." Sahara says to me

"Okay even though I don't know who the fuck you are. What's you name? Sahara desert or something, just because I'm a girl thats friends with Justin doesn't mean you should be rude."

Sofia laughs, "come on, you guys aren't friends."

"We are." I deny

"No."

"We a-"

Sahara cuts me off, "Before you say anything. I wanted to you this because I feel like you're wasting your time with this boy. When I visited Justin at his hotel room. I asked him about you and do you know what he said? He said he always wanted a hot girl who wasn't famous to get in his pants so he could add her on his list. Do you what I mean by list, the fuck list; he's fucked a model, singer, actress, now he wants a girl who's nameless so he couldn't be asked about her and never see her in award shows or any shit like that. And that girl hamii, is you."

lol what. That didn't make any sense

Actually it did but bitch whuh?

I'm speechless. What the fuck

Wait what fuck should I believe her, I don't know?!

"I need to leave, bye." I say turning around walking to the door

"Bye hamii!" Sahara shouts

I forcefully open the door making it slam when it closes and speed walk back to the dressing room. As I was about to enter I bump into a figure making me loose my balance and step back, holding my right boob since the person bumped into it.

Wow this is really not my day.

"Oh holly?"

Justin......

why is this happening

"Yeah." I say letting go of my boob before he asked too many questions.

"Watch where you're going." He jokes

"K Justin."

"Did you just k me in person?" He laughs

"It's not funny okay? Now move." I say to him

I am not in the mood right now really.

"Woah May-"

"Don't, even call me that right now."

"Okay Holly, what's with you anyways."

"You are so stupid."

"Okay? Why am I stupid Holly-May?"

"You had to invite all your girlfriends here?"

"Girlfriends? The fuc-"

"Just shut the fuck up, I'm tired of you lying. Do you know how much I'm fuming now, because of you?"

"Holly chil-"

"I'm tired of getting hurt." I say pulling my hair looking around so we don't make eye contact.

"What do you mean?"

"I never, shouldn't even fucking come to this shitty tour." I say without thinking. I immediately regret it. Fuckidy fuck fucking kill me right now.

He clenches his jaw, "Alright then, I don't know why the fuck you're mad at me but right now I really don't care, you need to sort your shit out. I'm going on stage in an hour and a half and you're going to say all that shit to me? It's like you want me to do badly. So call me when you finally admit that what you said was wrong." He says about to walk away but he stops and looks at me in the eye.

I freeze, still looking at him. I see the hurt and anger in his eyes.

"And this tour isn't shitty," he says moving closer to me, "you are, Holly-May Hamilton." He whispered since we were so close then after that he walks away this time, leaving me speechless and worthless

What the fuck. Did I just do?

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