I Got Her Pregnant (Justin Bieber Fanfic)

Ch. 58 - The Article

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♥ Justin’s POV: ♥

As I was walking downstairs to head out of Ryan’s house, my phone beeped twice, notifying me I had gotten a message. I paused to look at the screen and gulped.

1 New Message

from: Selena

“Who’s that?” a voice startled me. I looked up to see Ryan approaching me.

“No one,” I answered immediately, continuing my walk towards the front door.

“Are you leaving?” he asked quietly.

“Yeah. Thank you for everything,” I said, not really paying much attention, except I actually meant that thank you.

“No problem. Be safe,” he waved at me, and I disappeared out the door.

A few hours ago, Selena texted me up and we talked about what happened at the club. She said she wanted to see me in person and that she wanted to apologize for everything. I gave in and told her to meet me at my house at almost 9pm, but decided not to tell anyone, not even my friends. I thought that maybe they’d freak out a bit, and I didn’t want them to tell Jamie just yet. I can do that myself. Plus, I knew no one would be home until tomorrow, so now’s my chance.

I hurried my way back to my house and thought the least I can do is be nice and prepare snacks for us. I didn’t really know what she’d eat so I just made popcorn, brought out some crackers and a few bags of cookies along with simple water to drink. I looked at the clock and it was already past nine so I decided to sit and wait patiently until she came. Almost half an hour later, the show I was watching got interrupted by the sound of the doorbell ringing.

I took a deep breath and stepped forward, opening the front door to reveal a smiling Selena who was dressed very… provocative if I must say so myself.

“I haven’t seen you in so long!” she squealed, leaning forward and crushing me in a hug. I picked her up and brought her inside the house so I could close the door as fast as possible.

“But we saw each other at the club,” I smirked, pulling away from her grip.

“Yeah but that doesn’t count. We were both drunk,” she giggled, and I couldn’t help but smile at her. She always had this cute little giggle I’ve always loved about her.

“True,” I chuckled, “hey, want to go sit down?” I pointed towards the couch and she nodded.

“Sure! Thank you,” she said, sitting at one end while I sat near.

“So..” I clapped my hands, “you wanted to talk.”

“Yup! I just wanted to apologize for my behavior at the club. You know.. pulling in to kiss you and all,” she began.