Behind Closed Doors: Maybe This Time ☆⁠ Selena Gomez x Fem!Reader ☆⁠

Chapter 1

Third Person's POV

Selena smirks at the younger brunette as she walks backward not disconnecting their hand. Y/N bites her inner cheek to stop herself from smiling and giving the reaction the singer wants from her. She feels the flutter in her stomach without the older woman doing anything but by just looking at her.

Y/N rolls her eyes when the singer maintains the eye contact between them. Selena laughs turning her back and continues to pull her behind.

Although she has the younger's attention, Y/N can't help but to notice their surroundings. Feeling their eyes on them and seeing some people, maybe photographers that were given permission inside, have their camera pointing to them... It all makes her feel a little uneasy. She pries off her hand from Selena's hold, making the singer look at her. Her eyes flashes a hurt but quickly recover from it not wanting to make Y/N feels bad.

“Are you okay?”, Selena asks somewhat hesitantly.

“Yeah... Just not used to this.”, Y/N replies gesturing at the scene around us.

Being in public makes her anxious about how they are going to perceive what she does; her acts, words, etc. Media is so good at twisting everything to make anyone in the industry look a villain, the bad guy.

Everybody knows that Y/N dated Camila, one of the biggest names in the music industry, and they, at least some media sites, are using that to accuse Y/N of using her to get where she is now. There are also rumors, currently, flying around about Y/N faking her sexual orientation to get the crowd and their symphathies. One of the biggest issues that surely will get her cancelled sooner or later no matter how untrue it is.

Y/N have seen how this destroyed Taylor emotionally and she doesn't think she can handle the same thing.

Selena gives her a warm smile before nodding, “Do you want to go now and take a rest? I'm pretty you're ti—...”

“That's not what I meant...”, Y/N smiles as they wait in front of the elevator.

“Where are we going?”, a stupid thing she asks to change the topic and a subtle way to say she's fine.

They step aside to give way to people who came out of the elevator. It's empty. Great timing. They enter it and just the two of them. Selena immediately Y/N's implied message.

 “I told you, we're going to have a proper dinner.”, she says looking at the younger brunette before pushing the arrow down button.

  “Okay.”, that's all she says and just look at her reflection on the wall of the elevator. The atmosphere laces with comfortable silence surrounds them as neither of the two utter a word and just enjoy each others presence.

  While Y/N is watching the number goes down. Her thoughts went to her right hand. It is still entwined with Selena's. Y/N can feel her soft palm against hers. She couldn't help but smile at the thought. Little did she know, the singer is thinking the same thing.

  The elevator dings open. Selena walks out first and she follows behind. Y/N loosens her hold on the singer's hand as they walk in the lobby to the entrance/exit of the building because there will surely be a lot of people waiting for any of the celebrities invited to step out of the building.

   Paparazzi and fans call Selena's name and some of Y/N's as they are still in the lobby, listening to what their publicists are saying what they should do once they get outside.

“Just walk outside and wave. Do not say anything or say anything.”, Y/N's publicist, Lea, tells her. She's just nod.

  Their cameras started to focus on them, recording and taking photographs. Y/N tries to fry her hand off of the singer because people are looking though she knows there's nothing to worry about because they will just think of it as a friendly gesture but still, she is worrying that it might spark something...a rumor.