Selena POV
Todays my birthday and im super exited.
Justin planned the whole thing.
He is so romantic.
Literally today I woke up and there on the table was pancakes, flowers, and a giant teddy bear.
"Good morning Baby" Justin smiled.
"No happy birthday?" I asked smiling.
"Do I have to?" Justin said looking around at all the things.
(Giggling)
"Never mind" i said laughing.
My birthday was gonna be a blast.
Slowly Demi came then Taylor came then Ariana came and last of all miley came.
Justin paid for every detail.
He paid the for the cake, the drinks and thats pretty much it.
We all sat at the table eating and talking.
All of a sudden i heard a knock.
"Give me a second guys"
I walked over to the door and opened. It was Dad.
"YOU DONT JUST WALK OUT OF THE AIRPORT LIKE YOUR OLDER THAN ME YOU ARE DRIVING ME CRAZY. GET YOUR THINGS AND LETS GO. DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT TOOK ME TO GET TO YOU. YOUR JUST LUCKY YOU LEFT YOU TRACKING DEVICE ON! ARE YOU PHYSCO OR SOMETHING! GET IN THE*******CAR RIGHT NOW!
I literally started crying. That was until he pulled me by my hair and started yelling more.
Then he grabbed my ear and pulled real hard which h-u-r-t.
"I SAID GET YOUR THINGS!" he yelled in my ear.
"HEY" i heard a voice yell. "SHE MAY BE YOUR DAUGHTER BUT SHE AIN'T YOU RAG DOLL! Justin yelled. Then he went up to my dad and got into it with him.
I tried walking over to demi and the others but my dad had a pretty tight grip on my shirt so yeah.
That also was until Justin grabbed my dads hand and put him in a headlock .
I love justin.
He's so perfect and brave.
Then i ran to the others.
Sobbing. Hurt. Dying.
I was dying inside.
This was the worst birthday ever and i know i will never have a peaceful birthday with my friends.
With my Boyfriend.
Justin had a bleeding nose and my dad had like two bruises. One on his chin and the other on his forehead.
After Justin was on the floor with black eyes and bleeding nose and my dad was yelling like a maniac, somebody knocked on the door very hard.
Slowly Demi opened and i cried harder. I mean i have a bruise and a scratch on my neck.
Tears. Just Tears.
Just to make matters worst it was the police. They grabbed my dad and put him in handcuffs. They dragged him violently into the car.
I. Am. Scared
Justin got up and went to wash off.
He came back but only had a bruise on on his forehead and one scratch.
"Im gonna get some i-ice" justin said in a dark tone.
Me and Demi and the other girls just burst out laughing.
"What do I have something on my hair , anything?" I jist nodded
Justin's POV
I really don't see how this is funny in a way. I finally healed a little and we continued the big day.
I was not gonna let some rampaging beast ruin my girlfriends birthday.
"Guys I gotta step out real quick. You mind?"
"Nah its fine." Selena said.
I grabbed my coat and left.
I was off to a wedding ring store.
Yeah im gonna ask her. The Question.
I looked around until I saw one with a bluish silver ring.
I could totally tell it would fit perfect.
Selena is a beautiful and loving girl.I will always think of her that way no matter how far or how close.
I got in the car snd left.
I got home and loosened the door.
The girls were playing domino on the table and I secretly sneaked the rings to the room.
We finally ate cake.
"Yummy!" Selena said hugging me.
Soon everyone left. Me and selena cleaned the kitchen up and took a shower
Uduuddiooofroeephuhhbnn
Me and selena watched some tv and then I asked.
"Selena," I got on my knees and started to pull out a box." Selens Marie Gomez , will you make me the happiest man alive by marrying me?" I said super nervous.
Selena POV
I was breathless, speechless for the first 10 seconds.
"I-i-YES!" I yelled quickly covering my mouth. Even though I meant to say it......just....in a calmer way you know?
Then he hugged the life out of me. LITERALLY. We hugged and then he slipped a ring on me.
After that I got in the shower. I got out and dried up.
Then I put my black top on with some blue pajama shorts.
I got into bed and cuddled with my soon to be husband.
Im his soon to be fiance!
(Doing crazy dance inside head)
