Don't Let Me Go

- Chapter 10 -

"Do you like him?" Noah asked me again.

"Come on, I'll show you to the guest room." Miley said changing the conversation.

Which I was thankful for.

I followed Miley up a long set of stairs and it felt like we took about 8 turns before we actually got to "the guest room". Which I guess they had many of. Considering the many doors we had just passed.
I opened the door and saw that mostly everything was a light shade of pink. It looked like a 5 year old little girls bedroom.

It disgusted me.

"Is this the only room available?" I asked, not wanting to sleep in that pink room. It was way too girly for my taste. And if I was staying here I needed something - better.

"Not really. But maybe you could stay in Justin's room?" Miley said back. She must've noticed my face of disgust.

It was either this pink girly room or his room.

"I think I'll stay in Justin's room."

She giggled and went back the other way. Again with several turns made we got to Justin's room.

It was definitely a lot nicer. It was grey and some what blue.

I hope he doesn't mind me staying in his room.

I walked into the room and sat on the bed. Miley was still leaning against the door frame.

"Thank you Miley." I said. I turned to look at her and she had a small smile.

"He's not the bad guy." She said after a while.

"What?"

"He's trying his best to protect you. He cares about you. A lot."

"Dylan? I mean of course he does. He's my brother."

"Not Dylan. Justin." Miley said, then left me. Alone.

I laid in bed not being able to fall asleep.

He's not the bad guy.

Can that even be true?

If he's not the bad guy than Harry is?

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About 2 hours later somebody walked in out of nowhere.

Justin.

"What are you doing here? I thought you left." I tried avoiding his eyes.

"What are you doing here? This is my room." He said back. Annoyance in his voice.

"Oh.. uh.. the other room was too girly so I asked Miley if I could stay in this one." I said pretty quickly.

"Out of all the other rooms you chose this one huh?"

"I didn't know it was yours." I said stuttering.

"Well it is. So unless you want to share the bed I recommend you leave and find another room."

I didn't move. I don't know why. But I didn't.

"Good enough." He said.

Justin jumped on the bed and sent me to the floor.

Note to self: Never sit on the edge of a bed.

He was laughing so hard I thought there was something wrong with him.

"Hahaha Are you okay?" He managed to ask.

"I didn't mean too." He said in between laughs.

I just sat on the floor. Staring at him laugh at me.

He got off the bed and offered me his hand. I took it. He pushed me up.

We were standing right in front of each other.

I pushed him to the bed wanting revenge. But I hadn't noticed he was still holding my hand. He took me with him.

And in that moment, when I was on top of him, staring into his eyes and him staring into mine. I felt - happy.
Our lips were just centimeters away. Our noses barely touching.

"What's going on here?" I heard someone say from the door.

I pushed myself up. I got up immediately.

What had gotten into me?

I then saw who it was.

Dylan.

"Uh nothing. What are you doing here?" I asked him while walking towards him.

"Sel, what were you doing with Justin?" He said taking a step back.

"Dylan. I wasn't doing anything. Why are you being like this?"

"Like what? Overprotective? I don't know maybe because I'm your damn brother!" He said and stormed off.

"Dylan wait!" I screamed.

I stood there. Confused. Lost. Alone.

I felt hands go around my waist. I turned around to see it was nobody else but Justin.

"I'm sorry Selena." He whispered into my ear.

He let go and went after Dylan.

"Dude wait. I can explain." He said going the same way Dylan had left.

Once again, I was left alone.