One Less Lonely Girl

Sex and Drugs

Was I really about to snoop in my boyfriend's personal item? Yes I was. To my advantage, he had no lock on his phone.

As soon as I slid the unlock bar over, a text conversation opened. The number wasn't saved with a name. "Heard you were in L.A." He replied: "someone's been stalking my tour dates. ;)" "maybe. I miss you though."

"I miss you too, Sel." My heart fell into my stomach. It was Selena. His ex... "I'm here too, JuJu." "Forreal? Where at?" "The Ritz-Carlton." "Say word. I'm right up the road. Mind if I drop by?" "Not at all. 407 ;) see you soon."

I dropped his phone to my feet. "JUSTIN DREW!" I grew heated. I grabbed my purse, car keys and stormed out of the door.

I walked straight through the crowd of people. The short ride tampered with my head. Why are you doing this? Why was he talking to her? Please...

I squealed tires in the parking lot and took up two parking spaces. I ran to the building's elevator and hit the "4" button when I entered it.

I was nearly biting all of my nails off. When the doors opened, my eyes began to water. I took on with the walk.

404, 405, 406... 407. I stood at the door, debating if I should do this. Who am I kidding! He was in the wrong here. I banged on the door with my fist.

A skinny, dark headed girl in a robe answered. "Can I help you sweetie?" I looked at her confused. Sure enough she knew who I was. "Do you know who I am?" "No. Do you know who I am?" "My boyfriend's ex."

She cocked her head back. "Excuse me?" "Yeah, Justin. He's my boyfriend." "Hah! That's not the first time I heard that." I got in her face and whispered, "Aubrey Mclawhorn. Google me bitch."

I shoved her away with my forearm and entered the room. "Justin?!" I turned around the find Selena teary eyed looking at her phone. "Where is he?" "The-the shower." I could hear the hurt in her voice.

I was I could feel sorry for her. But I really don't. "Did you slept together?" "I'm so sorry." She sounded sincere. I started to cry and chocked trying to prevent tears from falling. "I didn't know. I-I still love him." "It's not your fault. But he's yours now."

I started walking to the door when I heard a manly cough approaching. I turned around just as the boy came around the corner. He pulled something away from his lips, coughed and waved his hands in front of his face. "AUBREY!?"

"What are you doing, Justin?! Are you crazy?" I cried more once I found out what he was holding. "Baby, this is not what it looks like." "Yes, it is exactly what it looks like." Selena disagreed with him. "Stay out of this, Selena." "Fuck you, Justin."

I opened the door and Justin grabbed my arm. I twisted my neck to look at him and swung my hand across his face. He dropped my arm to comfort his face and I ran out to my car.

I turned on the headlights and saw Justin running out to me, still with just a towel on. I flung the door open, "the paps you idiot!" I saw a few people with cameras running towards the scene. "Come on, Justin!"

I slammed my door shut and opened up the passenger. Just as the celebrity hopped in, I sped off. "Are you fucking crazy?!" I slapped his arm. "Stop hitting me!" "No!" I hit the same stop. "You fucked her! We are done! This is over, Justin."

We pulled into the parking lot. "Please let me explain!" "What the fuck is there to explain? I didn't give it to you so you found someone who would? Congratulations. You can keep her!" I slammed the car door behind me and ran up to the room. I was far ahead of him.

I throw my bag and keys across the room. I picked up the nearest object which was a mirror and flung that at the ground in front of me. The room door opened and shut behind Justin. I picked up a vase and threw it at the wall beside him. I dropped to my knees and covered my face with my hands.