The past week with Justin, has been amazing.
He's such a sweet, romantic, funny person to be around.
He's got a contagious, beautiful smile.
Getting him out of my head has been extremely difficult, and I know I shouldn't be feeling this way towards him, but I can't seem to snap out of the funk I'm in.
Day and night, I wish I was in Sarah's position.
Not the position where she gains fame from him, but the position of being his 'girlfriend'.
I wonder what would happen if I fell in love with Justin, and I didn't want out relationship to end, would she be okay with that?
My thoughts were interrupted by Rose, Ashley had to go home, due to family issues.
"C'mon, you gotta get ready for the show!" she said excitedly, pulling me out of my trance.
I couldn't get my mind of Justin, and completely forgot about the KCA's.
I didn't have to glam up as much, because it wasn't a glamorous award show.
I decided on a nice white romper, probably not smart because it was the KCA's, but it complemented my tan nicely.
I had done my hair in a side braid, which reached mid-stomach.
After applying makeup, I slipped on my pink heels, and ran to grab my matching purse and phone.
I ran as fast as I could to the mirror, checking my outfit before I ran to the limo, waiting for me with Justin inside.
'I look good' I thought to myself.
I stumbled into the limo, quickly, grabbing Justin's attention.
"Don't you look beautiful?" Justin said, kissing my cheek.
"Not to bad yourself, Bieber" I said smirking.
"Ah, I see, were on a last name basis now?" he replied.
"I guess so" i said, chuckling a little.
"Alright Steele, you ready to win tonight?" he said.
"Hmm, maybe. I'm nervous to perform" i said, sighing.
"Me too" he said smirking.
"What?! You're performing too?" I said playfully smacking his arm.
"Maybeee" he said dragging out the 'e'.
"Hmmph" i said, giggling a little.
We reached the awards, about to step on the orange carpet.
"You ready?" Justin asked, holding the door for me.
I nodded slowly and he grabbed my hand.
Here we go.