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Love Yourself

Justin's POV

I've been dating this girl for a while now, but it's not the same as it used to be. Before we had been dating each another for even a month, we were giving everything we had. I fell for her hard and fast. Maybe that was a mistake.

There were signs. Instead of inviting me out with her, she would use my name to get into clubs to hangout with other people. She would walk in the door with a Gucci handbag on her arm, and my credit card in her hand. Even my parents didn't like her.

But I love her, well not so surely anymore. We started dating at a really vulnerable time in my life when I wasn't stable. She helped pick back up the pieces and made me feel like a real person again. I could never thank her enough for that.

Lately our relationship has been hanging by a thread. I feel like she doesn't want to put in the effort that I'm willing to in order to make this work. I'm wondering if we will be able to work it out and go back to what we used to be.

Tonight is Taylor Swift's 26th Birthday Party in New York. I was invited, obviously bringing my girlfriend as my date. I was excited to finally spend time with her again. I felt like she had been avoiding me and I wanted to talk to her about my feelings.

"Hey, can we talk?" I asked nervously while we were in the limo on the way to Taylor's.

"About what?" She answered curiously, yet still distracted by her mini mirror. I realized this was the best I would get.

"You've been checked out recently and I would like to know why."

She looked up, surprised. "Justin, life has just been a little hectic lately, loosen up."

"No, I've waited too long to have this conversation with you. You and I both know that it's not the same as it was before. We were so in love back then, what happened?" The limo stopped, we had arrived at our destination.

She reached to grab the door handle, desperate to wiggle her way out of this conversation, but I blocked her off, beginning to get angry. I wanted answers.

"Look, let's just have a good time at this party. We can deal with this when we get home." But I wasn't going to let her off that easy.

"You wouldn't even be at this party if it weren't for me. It seems like all you care about now is parties and makeup. You haven't even made an effort to try to get closer with me lately."

"Justin, I love you. Can we go now?"

"You know what? Yes. You can go now." I said.

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"It means that I'm over this. I'm done trying to pick up the weight and carry this relationship for the both of us. You can go love yourself." I got out of the car, satisfied with what I had said. I straightened my tie as the security guards escorted me into the building.

Little did I know that if I had looked back, I would've seen a confused girl, and I would've heard, "Sorry, you're not on the list."