Look At Them Now: A Jelena Ending

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SELENA'S POV

Waking up to an empty bed is something I've grown accustomed to in the last few years, but I'd never thought I'd feel the dent of the person I love next to me. His disheveled hair, laid perfectly against his forehead as his chest rose in soft harmonic rhythms. Bare as I was, my legs tangled within his as I lay on his chest. The sheets are barely covering us, but it doesn't matter because the warmth he radiates keeps me comfortable.

I was up for a while now, reflecting on last night. It was more than perfect, enjoyable even with the throbbing pain between my legs. There were several rounds because stopping was something we weren't capable of doing. As though stopping would keep us far away from each other and that's the last thing we wanted. I smile to myself, drawing soft circles on his chest to avoid waking him. He stirred here and there, but not enough for me to be met with his hazel eyes.

Nothing could ruin this moment, that is until the door to the room swung open and my head shot up to meet the person standing in it.

"Bro you won't believe-" Alfredo says, looking down at his camera and halts the second his eyes meet mine. His mouth gapes open, his camera falling as it hangs on his neck. "Shit, sorry!" He says scrambling to pivot on his feet, only causing him to trip on my scattered heels. I squeeze my eyes shut, afraid that the sudden noise wakes Justin up and much to my dismay, it does.

"Fredo!" I scowl, covering myself with the sheets.

"Okay definitely not what I was expecting walking in here this morning." He adds, staring at the both of us with a smirk on his face. It vanishes the second a pillow comes in contact with his face.

"Get out, it's so early!" Groans Justin, rubbing his eyes.

"It's not the first time I've walked in on you both like this,"

This time we both scowl at him. "FREDO!"

"Okay okay I'm going!" He grunts, turning on his feet as he disappears through the door. I start giggling because of course Alfredo would be the one to witness something like this.

"What's so funny?"

"He's not wrong you know."

"What he needs to do is start knocking before he enters." He says, snuggling closer to me as he buries his head into me. Sighing contently, I rake my fingers through his hair slipping into a daydream as I stare ahead. Serenity is what I feel for the first time in months. All it took was to have the man I love back in my arms again.

I didn't even count the minutes we laid like this. My mind was too bottled up in soaking up every inch of him. It wasn't until three soft knocks hit the door and a subtle voice said room service. We indulged into some breakfast while watching a movie, knowing that a few hours from now we will be on the jet flying home. This wasn't enough for us. I was nervous to go back and figure out what's next for us. It felt fine to be in a bubble just for a little while.

That's how the morning went, unbothered, tangled in the sheets as we cuddled against each other. Now I'm standing in the mirror, hoodie over my head and a bit of sadness raining on my face. Originally we were going to leave separately, but once again all of us decided to agree to Justin's idea of just heading out together and staying out of radar. I don't know how we were going to pull this off but it was worth the try.

The drive to the airport wasn't long but my nerves couldn't help continue to increase. But then there was the subtle comfort of Justin's hand against mine while he rubbed my knuckles. An attempt to calm me down, and it worked for the most part.

"I never would've thought the three of us would ever be in a situation like this." Said Alfredo as he juggled his bag through the jet's door.

"YOU?" I emphasized. "I didn't even want to be in the same vicinity as that one," I say, smirking while I look over at Justin who roles his eyes back at me.