My Life With Zedd

Chapter 27

Selena's POV
I released the hug. Justin looked up at me. "What happened?" He asked, shocked. "Zedd broke up with me." I started crying again. I probably looked ugly. Mascara running down my eyes and smudged on my cheeks, red puffy eyes and maybe a runny nose. "Really? I mean I'm so sorry, come on in." Justin said as he led my into his house. It felt familiar to be in his touch but so distance at the same time as if we were siblings instead of friends. Ruby was in the kitchen, eating cookies."Oh, hi Selena, where's Zedd?" Ruby smirked. "We uh broke up." I said quietly. I looked down. Ruby's expression softened. She understood what it's like. "Well, what happened?" She asked. I sat down. "It all started in Texas." I sighed, recalling all my last memories. When I wasn't famous. I slowly explained everything to Ruby. "So, he told his parents you guys weren't seeing each other?" Ruby demanded, surprised. I nodded. "That jerk." She huffed. I didn't say anything, I thought he was a jerk, but I still loved him. I had mixed emotions. Ruby read me. "I know you might have mixed emotions, you don't wanna talk trash on him but you still hate him." Ruby said. I nodded. "Wanna stay for dinner, we're ordering Chinese." Ruby offered. I nodded. "But I'll cook, I'm a guest in your house." I said. Ruby nodded. "That'd be nice, I never cook anymore." She said. I started to make a Filet Mignon, and Justin helped me. He didn't know what to do but it was still nice. Ruby videotaped us. We dances around to Britney Spear's ...Baby One More Time. He even grabbed my waist a few times. I felt weird, his girlfriend was right in front of us, plus we dated. In my head I started writing lyrics. The song, My Dilemma 2.0. It's about me and Justin. I promised myself that I'll go to the studio later to start recording. We finished dinner at 7. After that, I drove to the studio and started recording. We finished in a few hours. It's going to be released in one month. I tweeted.
My Dilemma 2.0. 5/7/2015
I immediately received two thousand retweets. I smiled to myself. I drove home. It was 10. Shoot. Zedd's car was in my parking lot. Great, he's here. I sighed and walked into my apartment. Zedd was on the couch, sleeping. I snuck past him to my room. I locked the door. I was safe for a day or so, I have a bathroom, clothes, a mini fridge, TV, and my laptop and cell phone. I face planted on my bed. I heard pacing on the floorboard. "Selena? Come on out, we need to talk!" Zedd called as he knocked on my door. "Stop Zedd, I'm done." I said. "Done with what?" Zedd asked. "Done with us."