Chapter 3

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by fahima2k03

by fahima2k03

'You okay?' A deep, yet beautiful sound whispered in to my petite ears.

'Justin? Why am I here? What happened? Omg!' I squealed, as my voice was hurting so much!

'Your fine. You just had a mild panic attack. Don't worry, I caught you when you fell in front of me.' Justin had explained to me.

'Oh I'm sorry. What time is it?' I asked.

'It's 10:30am.' He replied, staring at his expensive watch.

The nurse had come in, and told Justin I can go back to school with him now. She had handed medication to him.
'As her boyfriend, please take care of her. You may take your leave when your ready.' The nurse stated.

'Don't worry ma'am.' He smiled back.

Wait what boyfriend? I was stunned. He was hooking up with Hailey, so why did he say that to me?

'Boyfriend?' I asked, being so confused.

'Oh, that's how they would let me in. I'm sorry heh. But these are your medications. I'll help you take them. Oh, and we are going back to school. If that's okay with you?' He said in such a caring manner.

I nodded and agreed with a smile. I changed back into some spare clothes I had in my bag, which were for GYM today.The tank top had '#WORK' on the side of it in italics. Gold lines came out of the words, with a black boucher, which I pinned near my shoulder. My leggings, were black with gold streaks on the side. I slipped on a pair of Nike Rouche Run trainers.

I came out of the washroom, whilst Justin was hanging outside, with my school bag.

'Ready?' I replied.

'Sure, lets go.' He smiled.

JUSTIN P.O.V

Her perfect face, radiated a glow, and her lips were so luscious. She had such a mesmerizing figure, who looked so flawless after coming out of the hospital?

She seems cool. I wonder why she's so shy though. Her smile was perfect.

She got inside my Range Rover, and I drove off slowly.

I didn't feel like going to school right now, and since it was lunch anyways I turned and headed to my condo.

'We are going to my house. I can't be asked with school right now' I explained.

'Okay? Sure, I guess so. Just don't kill me.' Selena said with a chuckle.

I turned on the radio. It was one of my favorite songs.

And for an instant, I started singing.

You're all that matters to me, yeah yeah,
Ain't worried about nobody else
If it ain't you, I ain't myself
You make me complete
You're all that matters to me, yeah, yeah,
What's a king bed without a queen
There ain't no "I" in team
You make me complete
You're all that matters to me

Take the gas out the car it won't drive
That's how I feel when you're not by my side
When I wake up in the morning up under you, and only you

After I sang these lyrics, I felt happy. It seemed weird too me. But 'a good weird'. And my attention caught to her glare. Each time, you would stare into her eyes, they would tell you a different story. And out of all the girls I banged and hooked up with. I never took details or even notice of them.

'Whoa. That was amazing. I didn't know you can sing!' She applauded my singing.

I took her out of the car, helping her step out. I can tell she was in pain, so I cradled her in my arms like they did in movies. Like a gentleman. Woah that sounds so unlike me whatt.

I put her down on the sofa, after unlocking the door. We arrived at my condo. It had polished marble floors, to humongous diamond chandeliers.

I write all my songs here. I doubt Selena performs or sings. She's really shy.

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