M A R K M Y W O R D S

night out

March
Selena's POV:

Justin pulls up to the restaurant and there is already dozens of paparazzi there. "Are you okay?" Justin says snapping me out of myself.

"Oh, yeah." Yes I am a little nervous, but it's nothing new to us.

"Hey, you'll be fine." He says bringing my chin up. I smile and kiss him gently on the lips. He smiles back and gets out of the car. He comes to my side and opens the door for me.

I can hear the rapid clicks and flashes from the cameras. I wrap my arm around Justin's as we walk up to the restaurant.

I felt comfortable until the paps ran up to us and bombing up with questions.

"Are y'all getting back together?"
"Justin is this like 2014 all over again?"

We walk in and a huge relief comes upon us. We look back and see the paps taking pictures through the glass.

"Hi, we have a reservation for two." The lady looks up and is in shock. But she knows she has to act professionally so she shakes it off. "Oh yes, Mr. Bieber and Miss Gomez, right over here."

She picks up two menus and leads us to a room that is empty and only has a single table. "I will be back to take y'alls order." The lady leaves and Justin and I sit down.

"Well, this is very nice Mr.Bieber." I say mocking the waitress.

"Why thank you Miss Gomez, I love treating you very well." He says in a British accent.

"You can stop now." I say with a straight face and putting my hand on his shoulder. I always make fun of him when he does some type of accent. I've been doing it for years.

"Um yes I would like the check please." He says talking to the imaginary waitress. I laugh at his goofiness.

"No I'm playing, but you're welcome. I wanted tonight to be special." He says with a soft voice.

I get up from my seat and sit on Justin's lap. We share a kiss before the waitress walks in with champagne.

"Oh, I'm sorry here is the champagne. I'll be over later to take y'alls order." She sets the champagne bottle and the bucket of ice.

She leaves and Justin and I continue to our kiss we were exchanging.

I lean my head above his, and he kisses my arm. "I'm so lucky." I kiss his head and hold him closer to my chest. "Oh tell me about it."

Justin and I just sit there in silence for a couple of minutes, just enjoying the moment. It's only been a few weeks since we've gotten back together but it feels like a year. That's how comfortable I am with him. I don't think I can get comfortable with anyone else.

I get up from Justin's lap and grab a champagne glass. "Will you do the honors in popping this champagne bottle?" I say passing the bottle to Justin.

"Sure." He says getting up and taking the bottle. I plug my ears dreading the loud pop I'm about to hear.

POP. I scream in excitement and Justin's hand is dripping in champagne. He holds out the bottle and pours some in my glass and in his.

"Here's to new beginnings." I say raising my glass and clinking it with Justin's.

We take a sip of the champagne and instantly spit it back in. "No, that's terrible." Well, this what happens when you try something new and it tastes like one hundred year old mineral water.

Justin laughs. "Yeah, I guess champagne isn't our thing." He says shaking his head and sticking his tongue out.

"I guess we'll stick to red Fanta." That's mine and Justin's favorite drink. No matter what or where were eating well order water or red Fanta.
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Justin's POV: