Izallouis’ view:
“Thank you.” I said graciously. I was getting compliments everywhere and all I wanted to do was call my grandparents. I knew they were watching and they have seen me dance before but this was obviously a bigger deal.
“Justin I'm going to go back to the room.” I said to him.
“Ok, I'll be in there in a minute.” He smiled and turned and started to talk to more people I didn’t care to know. I walked away and into my room. I passed a lot of people but without Justin by my side none of them knew me. I shut the door and flopped down on the couch. I was glad to be alone. I mean I like the attention and I want the fame but I want to stay grounded. There is one person that helps me do that. I picked my phone out of my pocket and called her after a half ring she picked up.
“You my darling are amazing. Everyone is talking about you.” She said in her frail voice.
“Did grandpa like it??” I asked smiling hard.
“He loves watching you dance, you should know.” She laughed a small laugh and then coughed.
“Did you like it??” I asked wanting to cry.
“I loved it.” She sniffled and I lost my control.
“I miss you already.” I whimpered as I talked. There was a knock on the door so I cleared my tear streaked face with my sleeve from my jacket. “Hold on grandma, someone is at my room.” I muted the phone and opened the door. “Yes??” I asked.
“Hey, I just want to say you did –” The blonde stopped when he looked up at me. He had sweet blue eyes and red tinted cheeks. He was dressed nice for the occasion. His jeans were black and he was wearing a black tee shirt. His jacket had a red and white stripe along the collar, cuffs of the sleeves, and the bottom of the jacket. His shoes were Nike high tops. He was cute. He was taller than me but that’s not really hard to achieve. “Is now a bad time??” He noticed me crying.
“Yeah.” I mumbled looking down at the phone in my hand.
“You did a great job.” He smiled and walked away. I shut the door and continued to talk to my grandmum. She was talking about Justin and her favourite moves I did. I let her talk and I talked very little because I miss her voice. She was talking and I had a hard time processing what she was saying because I would think about ‘him’ and then zone back to her, then to him again. He is from One Direction, Niall I think.
“I need to get some rest sweetie.” She coughed again and then sighed.
“I love you.”
“I love you, my little girl.” She said and I didn't want to hang up so she did the honours. There was another knock on the door and in came Justin.
“Hey, are you up for an after party or just ready to crash??” He asked whilst packing some things in a bag.
“I want to go home.” I said with more tears brimming my eyes.
“Your home is with me now. I promise I will let you take a trip back home but first you should sleep.” He cuddled me into him. And we walked out of the room like that. He was holding my bags and a few of his things whilst escorting me to a back door. There were large men in all back following us, watching us, and once we got outside all around us. We stepped into a large 2013 Blazer and met up with Jessica. The driver already knew where he was going so he sped off and pulled up the driveway. I was ready to see my room and my new home. I was ready to see where I would be making my name.
“When will you be ready for the after party??” Jessica asked me. I went to speak but Justin was already talking for me.
“She is getting dropped off at the house and then we are going. She wants to rest.”
“What time will you both be home??” I asked them.
“Late.” Justin said.
“Knowing Justin we won’t be home until five in the morning.” Jessica joked around but Justin gave me that look saying she was right. I nodded and got out of the car. Justin walked me into the mansion and set my bags down. He was about to close the door when I stopped him.
“Which room is mine??”
“Pick anyone you want.” He smiled and left. I was alone. I showered got around and went to sleep on the couch.

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