HOTLINE BLING {WATTYS2016}

Chapter Eight

You sat there in the car for a few minutes before you decided to walk in. You didn't know exactly how it was going to go. You were nervous. You sighed, taking the key out of the ignition before getting out and locking your doors. Before you knew it you were right on his front porch. Why were you so nervous all of a sudden when you come to his house all the time? Maybe because you haven't been here in months? You sucked it up, about to ring the doorbell when the door flung open. And guess who it was? Selena.

"Oh, look who the cat dragged in," Selena said with a smirk plastered on her face.

"Don't worry, I was just leaving," she brushed past you.

"Yeah me too," you mumbled about to turn around as Justin came to the door.
"Y/N."

You stopped in your tracks as you looked up at Justin, "I have a lot of homework to do, I think-"

"I was just telling her to leave, she only came here so I could look over her lyrics."
You didn't say anything, but you didn't look Justin in his eyes either. What if he was lying? What if he did sleep with Selena? What if he didn't say that he loved her to get you jealous? What would you do then?

You finally looked Justin in his eyes and you caved in. Damn, those eyes of his can do anything. You stepped in as you noticed he let out a deep sigh. He closed the door behind you as you just stood there. He walked past you and sat on the couch.
"You can sit you know," he chuckled.

"Um no thank-" you looked at his facial expression as he frowned.

Before you knew it you were sitting down an inch away from him.

"Can you stop doing that," you rolled your eyes.

"Doing what?" he laughed softly.

"Making that face."

He had no idea what you were talking about.

"So?" you turned to look at him, "You wanted to talk right?"

"Um, yeah," he paused, "That morning...when we had sex, and you moaned Drake's name-"

"We established this earlier, I didn't sleep with Drake."

"I know you didn't, but let's say you did...you moaned his name...did you know how hurt I was?"

"No, to be honest I wasn't thinking about how hurt you were. Just like how you weren't thinking about how hurt I would be when you fucked me the night before and the next day you tell me you love Selena."

You paused, thinking about what you just said. You nearly cursed yourself out, you sound jealous as fuck and that's not what you were going for.

"Wait..." he paused really thinking about what you just said, "You were hurt?"

"Um, no I didn't mean that, I just meant," you paused.

'Fuck,' you thought.

How could you be so careless about what you were saying.

"Y/N," he said your name softly.

You sighed, closing your eyes. You can't be falling for him. You can't tell him that either, this isn't how it's supposed to be.

"I know you felt it that morning. I was making love to you, you didn't feel the difference?"

Believe me, you did feel it, but you weren't thinking too much of it until now that he spoke of it. He moved closer to you and it was too much for you, everything he was saying was overwhelming. You scooted over away from him. He noticed it and looked at you confused. You turned to him.