1st Timer

                                    

                                          
Lots of you told me to continue this book and thank you for all the love. This chapter has conflict. Some of you might hate me. Sorry?
                          
**Prim's Point of View**
                          
I wake up and see Justin not laying beside me. I flick off the covers and run out of the bedroom. 
                          
"Justin!" I call looking for him. 
                          
I look everywhere but he isn't there. I grab my key card and run out of the room, still in my PJ's and barefooted. 
                          
I got to the elevated and decide to go see Scooter. I press B and the elevator closes. 
                          
The doors open and I fly down the hallway. 
                          
Knock. Knock. Knock.
                          
No answer. I knock again and there still isn't an answer. I run back to elevated and decide to go to lobby to if they're having breakfast. 
                          
I run to the breakfast area but I can't find them. 
                          
"Miss?" I turn around and see someone, "Um, we ask for people to wear shoes in the hotel." 
                          
"Sorry, I was just–um looking for someone." I say and go back to the elevator. 
                          
A minute later the elevator still hasn't  arrived. I run to the door and tear up the steps. 
                          
I get into my room and I call Justin. No answer. 
                          
I text him and ask where he is. I call him again and again and again. 
                          
I leave voice messages over and over again. 
                          
Hey Justin, I woke up this morning and you weren't there. Where are you?
                          
Hey Justin, please answer.
                          
Justin, I'm really worried. Where are you?
                          
JUSTIN!!! Call me back! I'm fucking worried over here. 
                          
After 20 more messages I decide to hang up and stop trying. 
                          
**5 hours later**
                          
The door clicks open and Justin comes in. I stand and rush over to him. 
                          
"Where the hell were you?" I say and I slap his chest. 
                          
"Chill Prim it was nothing." he says putting his phone down on the counter. 
                          
"Nothing?" I yell, "I was here, scared! You left me without even writing me a note! I was fucking scared! You didn't even answer the damn phone! You call this shit nothing?" 
                          
"Prim, I just had stuff to do?" he yells. 
                          
"I WAS FUCKING SCARED! How do you think I feel! Left alone in this fucking apartment! You know I was scared to come back here but I did it for you! And you didn't every take a minute to write me a note!" I yell.
                          
"Prim! IT WAS NOTHING!" 
                          
"Fine." I say and I turn around and go to the bedroom. 
                          
I sit down in the corner of the room and I feel tears in my eyes. They start to run down my cheeks and come down harder. 
                          
I decide to go out so I go to my suitcase. I grab my tight-fit revealing dress and a pair of red heels.
                          
I do my makeup and look at myself in the mirror. I smile seeing that I actually look presentable.
                          
I look at my phone and see the uber I called is almost here. I glance at myself one more time and walk out of the room.