Even though आप try, it’s obvious that आप don’t suceed. The tears run down your already tear-stained cheeks as आप clutch the covers even tighter to your body. आप inwardly yelled at yourself - ashamed that you’re still crying. आप don’t want to be, but आप just can’t help it. Sniffling, आप bury your face into the तकिया and this movement causes Justin’s familiar cologne to fill your nosestrils. आप look over at his side of the बिस्तर and although आप know what’s waiting - your दिल still sinks when आप notice it’s empty.

You and Justin had a huge fight and when आप look back...

Straightening your dress, आप look out the tinted window of the car. A small, almost inaudible sigh escapes your lips as आप see just how many प्रशंसकों and reporters it is out there. आप look up to the rear-view mirror when आप hear your driver clear his throat.

“Don’t worry, Ms. Y/L/N. आप look stunning tonight.” The driver, Mr. Rogers, smiles at you. Feeling a blush cover your cheeks, आप पर्स your lips.

“Thank you, John.” आप say softly, inhaling deeply just as another man opens your door.

Grabbing your purse, आप plaster a smile on your face and get out of the car. Shouts and hollers...