Hidden Secrets (Jelena)

Chapter 18

Justin and I went back to his living room, me holding a bottle of Grey Goose Vodka while he secured a bag of barbeque chips, carelessly munching away.

The plan Isaac and I had made were no longer seeming good to me, I couldn't pretend anymore, it was becoming sickening. All the kissing and hanging out, none of it was real, and I guess that's the whole point of it.

"You know, you and I can actually work out," Justin smirked, patting on the seat beside him.

I laughed and sat beside him.

"Yeah? Why do you think that?" I questioned.

He wrapped his arms around my waist lazily, stroking my hair gently.

"I would take good care of you," He answered.

I don't believe that for a second.

His soft eyes held me in place, and I debated internally on what the fuck I should do. I picked up my glass and placed it to my lips, allowing the liquid an entrance inside.

"So gross," I laughed, "I don't know how you drink this."

Justin's gaze stayed fixated on me and I decided I would kiss him.

I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him closer, his tongue fought with mine for entrance and I gave it to him as he tugged at my lower lip. Our lips moved in sync and I saw him put more force into this kiss. He pushed my body flat onto the couch, not breaking our kiss but he was now hovering over my small frame.

It was then I realized I should not have drunk; it was fucking my head right up. I didn't want to enjoy this, but my body was craving for him to touch me. His touch was heightening, and it made my body pounce inside, wanting to know what more his touch could do to me.

I snapped out of my thoughts and pulled away from him, unsure of what to say.

Then he pushed his body on mine, making me lay down on the couch, not breaking the kiss. I played with his hair, to show him that I was enjoying this as well.

He laid on his side, holding me still on the couch.

"You kissed me back, again," He smirked, "You like me back,"

Little do you know...

"Maybe..." I laughed, hiding my face in my hands.

Justin's POV

I am so surprised that she is starting to like me, I thought that would never happen. I think I can take this a step further. She and I could have had so much fun but now this whole shit with Luke had to go down, putting a strain on my plans with Selena.

I looked over at the beautiful girl lying beside me, her chest moving as she breaths, slowing going up and down. She was looking deeply at the ceiling, evidently lost in her thoughts.

The things I want to do to her...

Fuck, if I get her to keep drinking, maybe more could come from this night.

She broke from her trance and turned to face me, nervously biting her lip.

"You're sexy as fuck," I told her, bluntly.

She widened her eyes in shock at my blunt statement, seeming to be caught off guard.

I laughed once again and kissed her on the lips and then pulled away fast, teasing her.

She frowned and then pulled me by my shirt, placing her lips on mine and moving our tongues in sync.

As we got lost in the kiss, the hands roamed all over her body, stopping the waistband of her tights. As I tugged on the band, attempting to take her sweats off, she jolted away from the kiss, her face alarmed.

What the fuck was that?

"I don't want to-" She said, pulling away from my grip.

She pulled away completely and was now sitting on the couch, leaving a decent amount of distance between us.

I do not understand her at all. Her words say one thing and her kiss says another.

Embarrassment was evident on her face and I couldn't help but notice the regret that was showing from her face.

I thought she was enjoying this.

"What is it?" I questioned, annoyed, sitting up.

Before she could answer, my phone began ringing.

Fuck off, Luke.

"Aye, Justin!" He hollered as soon I placed the device to my ear.

"What's up, man?" I asked, kind of annoyed.

"You have to come here, an epic party...so many girls" He mumbled as if he was focused on something.

...so...many...girls...

"Where you at?" I asked, thinking maybe I should go to the party and meet Selena again tomorrow.

It's not like she's down to do anything.

"My house," He spoke.

"Alright, I'm comin'," I said.

"And don't bring Selena with you," He added.

"Why?" I asked.

"I don't want no fucking drama, don't come if you're planning on bringing her flat ass here," He spat.

I just laughed, if I wasn't drunk, I probably would have defended her.

"Okay, I'm coming then," I laughed, while Selena stared at me weird. I was making sure I didn't say something suspicious into the phone, because I didn't want her hating me, again.

Selena's POV

"Why do you have to go?" I asked, trying to sound disappointed.

"Luke said something important has come up, I have to deal with it. We'll continue with this tomorrow?" He asked.

"My room is the first one on the left when you go upstairs, feel free to sleep there for the night," He added.

Leave it up to him to invite someone over to just leave. The last thing I wanted was to sleep in this big ass house alone.

I was feeling a little tipsy and I decided I had no energy to argue with him about driving me back.

"Sorry, but I will see ya soon," He said, carelessly.

Maybe he's offended that I didn't let him go further with me while we were making out.

~

It had been about thirty minutes since Justin left, I still couldn't fall asleep so I decided I would watch some T.V.

I felt as if I saw a figure passing by near the stairs.

I cursed under my breath.

I want to go home, fuck this shit.

I tried to shake away my thoughts, maybe I'm drunker than I thought.

I searched through his movies, trying to look for something good to watch.

"Selena..." I heard a voice behind me, and I was sure it was not Justin.

I thought I was alone in this house...?