M A R K M Y W O R D S

mile high club

Selena's POV:

About thirty minutes after that incident between Sam and Justin, we left. 

I was hoping nothing wrong would go wrong, but Sam had to pull that on me. I'm just glad there was no fight.

I cross my arms as Justin and I leave the yacht. I hear a few snaps go off, paps. Justin opens the slide door from the van for me.

I enter without saying anything. When I sat down I went on my phone and go through Instagram.

"I told you I was sorry Selena. I don't know why you're mad at me." I put my phone up and stare at him.

"Seriously you don't know why? Maybe because you humiliated me in front of my friends?"

"Well I'm sorry for being your boyfriend and standing up for you when he put his hands on you."

He has a point. But his actions were uncalled for. "I just wish you handled the situation better."

"I tried my best not to punch him Selena but he just kept opening his mouth. I'm not just going to stand there and not say anything while he talks shit about me."

"Okay whatever, I'm done talking about this!" I say throwing my hands around.

The rest of the time Justin and I didn't say a word to each other. I hate being mad at him but I just can't get over it.

"We're here." The driver says. I immediately go out my door and walk up to the house.

Justin jogs up to me and walks with me. "Please Selena, I don't want to end this trip on a bad note." I ignore him and keep on walking up to the door.

He stops in front of me and holds me by the arms. "Selena, seriously." I run my fingers through my hair and sigh.

"Promise me you won't do that again?" He picks me up and spins me. "Justin, oh my god I'm gonna barf."  He puts me down and cups my cheeks in his hands and kisses me.

It felt like forever since I kissed him. I can feel a smile form on his face as he's kissing me. I wrap my arms around his body and bury my head into his chest.

"I promise."
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"Selena how was your birthday?"

"Is that a new ring? What happened to the J ring?"

"Do you hate Hailey Baldwin?"

That was the only thing I could hear as Justin and I walk closely together through the airport.

We were going to drop Justin off in LA and I'll be on my way to Indonesia. Then the next time I see him well be getting ready and prepping for the VMAs.

We walk outside and my foot steps into a puddle of mud, leaving brown wet dirt on my favorite sneakers.

"What the fuck man." I say wiggling my foot trying to flick off any mud. Justin laughs and makes fun of me.

"Hey watch out there's mud there." Sometimes he can be the most irritating person.

"Oh really?" I say rolling my eyes. I take off my shoes and start hoping with Justin to the private jet.

"Here let me help you." Justin says before sweeping me off of my feet. I gasp.

I felt like royalty being carried around. I wrap one of my arms around Justin's neck to give me some support so I don't fall.

I admire Justin's face for the ten seconds that we had left till we reached the jet. He had the most adorable button nose and his eyelashes gave off this softer side to his features.