Blurred Perfection. 39: Worst Birthday.

Hey ladies! Here's the next chapter of Blurred Perfection! I hope that a lot of you guys are liking this so far.. I know that some of you definitely are(; Anyways, here you go!(:



*YOUR P.O.V.*

We arrived at the restaurant to flashing lights everywhere. Pattie and Jeremy were already there and we sat down at a table with them. There were more people than I thought were going to show up. Will and Jayda Smith were there with Willow, Scooter was there(obviously), Justin's whole crew was there!

"Happy Birthday!" everyone said simultaneously while we settled. 

I sat in between Pattie and Justin and I turned over to Pattie. 

"He loves it." I whispered in her ear, getting a smile in return. 

We sat around and talked while waiting for our food after ordering drinks. Our food came and we ate and laughed and talked. The dinner was fun with just Family and Friends, no paparazzi near, besides outside. We finished eating and I turned around to see a small waitress walking towards us with a cake. I smiled and nudged Justin. He turned around and smiled. 

"Really guys?" he said as the cake was being set down on the table. 

We all laughed, seeing a Justin Bieber doll with wings on the cake. He laughed and couldn't stop smiling. We all sang and I think the whole restaurant stared at us. Justin blew out the candles and we all clapped before he cut it and set pieces out on each plate. We all ate in peace, and the cake was really rich and delicious. 

We finished up at the restaurant and left in a huge crowd. Jaden went back with his parents while we left to go straight to the club. 

We pulled up and of course there were paparazzi, but there were so many fans. I smiled at them, as did Justin, while we made our way through the people to get inside. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a fan getting pushed down by a pap, and that was not acceptable. 

"Hey! Move!" I yelled letting go of Justin's arm. 

I pushed the paps away and helped up the girl. I pulled her up by her arm and brushed her shirt down. She smiled at me widely and looked like she was hyperventilating. 

"Thanks." she said with a smile. 

I returned one and went back to Justin. He was trying to help his fans too, people were getting trampled and this was a horrible seen. We got into the club and I could tell that Justin was pissed. 

"We don't have to stay here, we can go back to the hotel." I suggested hooking onto Justin's arm. He stopped walking and whispered in my ear. 

"Let's go." he said before telling Ryan and Chaz too. 

We turned around and walked right back out to the flashes. I took a deep breath as we pushed through the people and got into our car. I sat down with a sigh while putting on my seatbelt in the passengers seat. 

"Wow, that was horrible." I said while Justin started his car. 

We slowly moved forward as people moved out of the way. As soon as the crowd split, a car with paparazzi's flew in front of us. They were a few feet away and Justin slammed on his brakes. My heart was beating fast as I lurched forward and my seatbelt caught me. My chest hurt and my breath hitched in my throat. 

"Are you okay?" Justin asked frantically as he reached over and touched me. 

"I'm fine, j-just keep going." I said barely making out the words. 

The car moved and we eventually got out of there and back to our hotel. We went to Fredo's hotel(practically our hotel now) and I changed into some sweats and a tank top right away. I put my hair into a ponytail as I walked out of the room. 

"Never again, am I doing that." I said as I cuddled up to Justin. 

"I cant believe that for one, they pushed my fans around, then they almost hit us in the car. I'm pissed off." He said pulling out his phone. 

I watched as he went on twitter and tweeted: @justinbieber: Worst birthday. 

"I'm sorry baby.." I whispered in Justin's ear before resting my head on his chest and closing my eyes. 

I wanted this birthday to be his best, but it turned out to be the exact opposite. I just wanted this night to be over. Justin and I were now laying down on the couch together with the rest of the boys scattered about the room. We sat around and watched movies on Netflix and we all tried to get Justin's mind off of tonight. He was still upset by the end of the night and I felt terrible about it. 

We laid in bed and Justin ran his fingers through my hair as I laid my head on his warm, bare chest. My head moved with the rise and fall of his chest. I closed my eyes and listened to his calm heartbeat, in sync with mine. 

"Again, I'm sorry about tonight, I just wanted it to be your best birthday yet, and it was your worst." I said as I glanced at his face. 

He squeezed out a smile and it made me feel a tad bit better. 

"Babe, it's fine. It wasn't my worst birthday. I have my family and my best friends and better yet, the best girlfriend. That's all I need, but my fans, I feel so bad about my fans..." he explained. 

"I know, I hope that they're okay." I said before closing my eyes and flashing back to earlier tonight. It was so sad, I couldn't bare to think about it and luckily I fell fast asleep...

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-Ana.