Could this get any worse? (A YMCMB Story)

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Nicki's POV- one hour after Tulisa left

"My cupcake, I'm sorry," I whispered as I wiped away her tears. Deep down she was hurt. I let this happen. I should of believed her.

"It's okay, you wasn't to know," she cried. I tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, so I could see her face.

"You're still my baby you know? You always was Lauren. Besides, she had nothing on you. She wasn't funny, she didn't have your attitude, she wasn't any where near as talented as you, and she's not as beautiful, and she just not you, Lauren Williams," I giggled, trying to lighten up the mood. A small smile formed on her lips as she wrapped her arms around my neck and suddenly pulled me in for a hug.

"I missed you Nicki!" She whispered.

"I missed you too darling!" I said in my Roman Zolanski voice, (British accent).

"And Roman of course..." She smiled.

"Good! So am I forgiven?" I asked.

"Yes. Yes. Yes. None of this is any of your fault!" She said. I kissed her forehead gratefully.

"You girls sorted?" Twist asked. I was happy Lauren and Twist are together, I know Lauren will be safe with Twist.

"Hmm. Twist, I know you're family, but do NOT break my babies heart, otherwise Roman will be having words with you," I teased.

"Nicki. Do. Not. Worry," he smiled. I saw the way he looked at Lauren. His eyes lit up every time he looked at her.

"Okay my cupcakes!" I said, as I walked towards the door. I opened the door and saw Justin sat on the stairs with his head in his hands. He looked kinda distressed.

"Sup JuJu (Justin's nickname)?" I asked, sitting next to him. He shook his head, and continued to sit still. A single tear began to slowly roll down his eye. "Justin?" I asked rubbing his back.

"Am I not fucking good enough?" He cried, as another tear rolled down his eye. What was he talking about? I rested my hand on his back.

"What's happened Justin?" I asked softly.

"I can't talk here..." He sniffled.

"We can go to my bedroom, but no moves on me," I joked, trying to lighten the mood. A small smile appeared on his lips.

As we got to my bedroom, we both sat on the end of the bed.

"So...you gonna tell me?" I asked.

He put his face in his hands again.

"Am I ugly? Am I a jerk? Have I ever upset you? Just tell me...is there anything wrong with me?" He cried.

"Why? Justin, you have to tell me what happened!" I said.

"Okay...so as you know, me and Selena got back together. She made me happy. I tried my best in this relationship. I took her out a lot for dinner, we went bowling, we went to the movies, I bought her flowers, I did everything...I loved her Nicki...and then she does this," he cried, suddenly showing me a picture of Selena kissing Harry Styles. You could literally see her tongue down his throat. How could she do this to a sweet boy like Justin?

"Oh my gosh Justin...I'm so sorry! How do you know it's real?" I asked.

"I text her. I asked her why she did it, and she text me back saying , 'I'm sorry Justin. It was in the moment. Me and you will never work. We was just fun and games, I'm gonna be with Harry!' I feel sick Nic! What have I done? It's not only that, I have been accused of fucking smoking weed! You can see clearly it's not me. My tattoo on my arm is not there on the picture, and why would I touch that anyway? I also have been receiving death threats, I feel like I'm losing my Beliebers too! Everything is going wrong. My Beliebers are my world. My everything. And they believe some stupid rumour about me smoking weed. My girlfriend basically cheated on me, my Beliebers are leaving me, my friends back in Canada don't contact me anymore, and I think I like someone I can't have..." He cried. I just sat and listened to everything he said. My heart felt for him. He was just so sweet.