“Sure” Zayn fake smiled.
I knew he was still a little upset.
“I’ll see you tonight” I said before leaving out of the coffee shop.
“Yeah” He said.
I started walking. I went into the same store as yesterday. I bought this: https://31.media.tumblr.com/60c3a0c5537439b731f7130ac84a6269/tumblr_mu5ufg6dOO1r86vddo1_400.jpg
I really like the shirt a lot and to go with it, I went to go get my belly pierced: http://s3.amazonaws.com/bellybling/32093-internally-threaded-belly-button-rings-blue-zircon_1_320.jpg
After I finished, I was so happy. The piercing hurt, but not that much and I thought I looked really good. I went back to the hotel and I got dressed. I curled my hair and did my make-up. I grabbed my purse and jacket and then I left. I got to the arena, but I kind of had a hard time getting in. I hadn’t called Justin. There were a bunch of fans crowding me and the stupid security guard wouldn’t let me in, because I didn’t have a “pass”.
“What are you not understanding? Justin Bieber is my boyfriend. Let me in” I shouted at the security guard.
I heard people saying rude things about me, because I said I was Justin’s girlfriend.
“I’m sorry ma’am, but you need to move or……”
I cut him off.