justin
"what the fuck are you doing? what's wrong with you?" i heard ryan's voice, and he grabbed my wrist. "your knuckles are bleeding."
"i don't care." i sigh, running my fingers through my hair. the wall was punctured but it didn't have a hole in it. "leave me alone."
"no, tell me what the fuck is happening? you were just all happy when you got off the plane earlier."
"ryan can you fucking not right now?"
he crosses his arms over his chest, leaning against the door. "you were acting like this when you and selena had your fall out. is this about ha-"
i pushed him out of the way, rushing downstairs. sighing, i grab my phone and called the driver to my limo. "where the fuck are you going?"
"anywhere but here."
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