Obsessed. (Justin Bieber Love Story)

Chapter 11

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Selena stared at us in disbelief.

"How could you?!" she shouted to Justin.

He furrowed his eyebrows. "Um... our relationship was never.... a serious one, Selena. It was merely for more fame and for... pleasure."

I made a silent gagging expression, earning a glare from Selena. 

"What are you going to tell the world, Justin?" said Selena pointing her finger at me, "nobody knows about her! And besides, she's a nobody! And I'm famous! I have everything you need to be stay in this world, Justin! Fame, look, money... everything! And you chose her! I don't understand any of that!"

More like he had to. 

And at least I'm not a fake-ass bitch.

Excuse my language, people.

"WHY?" Selena yelled.

"Why what?" Justin asked, quietly.

"Why her?!"

"Why not?"

"Because she's a bitch!"

"No she isn't. I never saw her act like you." Ouch.

"Of course! It's because I'm an angel and she's a damn bitch!"

"But when I looked up in the diction, the meaning of the word 'bitch', I saw a picture of you....." Ouch.

"But... but... she's the bitch!"

"But she doesn't act like you...." Again, ouch.

"Selena," I started, "stop making a stupidly big deal out of this whole situation. We're going out. End of story." I was getting tired. I mean, we've been talking through this whole thing, with Selena, for the whole day. Leaning my head on Justin's shoulder, I let out a small yawn while celebrating inside. Justin is finally and officially mine. *evil laugh* And soon enough, we're going to get married and have kids and be the happiest family in the world. I sighed, dreamily. Baby Justin and baby me. They'll be the most gorgeous and handsome babies in the world. I can't wait to have them.

I was brought back to reality when Selena pulled my off the couch and slapped me.

What the Biebs was that for?

"What the hell?" I hissed, holding onto my cheek she has slapped.

"She's just obsessed with you, Justin! Can't you see it?! She's nothing but an obsessed, crazy-ass fan of yours! She doesn't truly love you!" she shouted.

Justin just raised an eyebrow.

"Ugh!" she yelled in frustration, "look at her phone! Every damn thing is about you! She had every little single detail, pictures, and... and... everything in her phone!"

Justin just shrugged. "I mean, I'm Justin Bieber. No one can resist my sexiness, hotness, and swagness," he said, nonchalantly.

Selena face-palmed while I was awestruck-ed. Yes, yes, you are all those things you said, Justin. I love every single thing about you.

"Justin. She's obsessed with you," said Selena, slowly, like she was trying to explain what an apple is to a toddler.

"Who isn't?" said Justin, smirking.

Selena looked really frustrated.

"Can you just get out of the room, Jessy, so I can talk to Justin... alone?" Selena asked me.

I narrowed my eyes at her. "No. I can't trust you being aloe with him."

She just sighed, almost like she had given up.

As she sat back down on her seat, I sat back down on the couch, next to Justin.

Justin then took my hand and kissed it. Then he kissed my cheek then my lips. I closed my eyes and kissed back but after a few moments, I opened my eyes to see Selena glaring at me in envy.

I just smirked at her as our eyes met. 

Justin then trailed his lips down to my neck and began sucking on them. 

Selena and I still held our gaze. 

'I won,' I mouthed to her and her eyes hardened.

'Not yet. I'll have him at the end,' she mouthed then stood up and left the room, leaving the two of us to enjoy doing.... stuff.

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working on the next chapter right now :) 

and my 'n' button isn't working so please forgive me if I missed a 'n' in a word.