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

Chapter 3

Y/N hisses when her elbow hits the wall accidentally sending electric shock-like pain as she was hurriedly going to the front door to open it. The younger glares at the woman in front of her as she rubs her elbow. Selena's hair is tied up, simple makeup, and she wears a printed white shirt tucked in her jeans and small sling bag.

  “What are you doing here?”, she asks. She awkwardly shifts on her feet when she notices Selena is looking at her from head to toe. She is still wearing the clothes she wore last night. Semi cropped top shirt and sweat pants. Y/N is not too sure how she looks at the moment but she couldn't careless.

  Y/N sees Rob at the corner waiting, “Hi, Rob.”

  He looks her way and nods, “Hello, Miss.”, then goes back looking straight ahead.

  Selena clicks her tongue, “Let's go, princess.”, she says ignoring the younger's query.

  Y/N eyebrows knit while looking at her in question, “Where are we going?”, she asks.

  “To eat proper breakfast.”, she says. Y/N was about to say something but Selena stops her from saying it.

  “Hmm-hmm.”, annoyance starts to creep on the younger woman. Selena notices it but shrugs it off.

  She sighs, “Can you, at least, let me shower first?”, Y/N says with an attitude Selena knew and was used to.

  “You look fine.”

  “Thank you but still.”, she presses her lips forming a thin line, stepping aside opening the door wide for her. Y/N motiones her to come in. She follows behind after Selena.

  “Not like someone's gonna smell you.”, the Latina says. Y/N could tell her smirking teasingly even though her back is facing the younger brunette.

  “That's the problem, no one's going to smell me but I would reeks of smell.”, the singer laughs.

  “Shut up!”

  “Looks homey for a rented one.”, Selena says still looking around.

  “Uh-..Thanks.”, Y/N say sheepishly organizing some stuff.

  “Yet, so lonely.”, she says then look at Y/N's way. Y/N looks at her as her heart starts to pound loudly and her face falters. She hardens her gaze at the singer for the facade, acting like it didn't hit the sore spot. It has been like that ever since she started to take new path. Though Y/N's family, friends, Mandy, the team are with her but it feels different now.

  “Is it?”, she asks nonchalantly, denying it didn't affect her. Selena hums before inviting herself to sit which Y/N doesn't mind.

  “Feels like it.”, she looks at her with something that is no foreign to Y/N.

  “Never pegged you to be so straightforward...and observant.”, she states giving her a half smile, turning the table to her. She never agrees nor denies it because that will just make the conversation longer.

  “There are words that we call maturity and change, you know?”, Selena chuckles trying to ease up the atmosphere.

  “True.”, Y/N mutters nodding her head in agreement.

  “Through the years, I've learned to read the signs, to observe... I've learned to communicate, take risks... You know stuff... Life..”, she says. Y/N just sits there and listens.

  “Do you want anything?”, she queries, changing the topic, not wanting to dig into something they are both not ready for.

  She stands up turning her back to walk to the kitchen but changes her mind and walks the other way to the bedroom.