Chapter 12.

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~Justin's POV~

I was holding Shel in my arms, as I tried to calm her. She was so afraid of being alone. I seriously need to ask Scooter about Shel coming on tour. Shel. A cute nickname for a cute girl. Whoa! I can't think that, I have Selena. I love Selena. I like Shel, but only as a friend. I mean I'm not gonna lie, Shel is pretty, gorgeous. She can get so shy. How her eyes, just light up, along with her smile. I like how she cares so much for everyone she loves. But I like her as a friend. Right? Yeah. A friend.

My thoughts got distracted when I noticed her sobbing had calmed down. She climbed out of my hold. I suddenly became cold without her in my arms, it's almost as if I felt a little empty. I shrugged it off.

Shel wiped of her tears, and looked at my shirt. She looked at me with almost shocked eyes. "Oh my gosh I'm so sorry, I got tear stains on your shirt!" I looked down at my shirt, and there was some small wet spots. It didn't matter, I have like 2 more of these shirts. "Justin, I'll buy you a new shirt, I'm so-" I cut Shelby off, I didn't want her to feel sorry and besides, she had nothing to be sorry about, it's just a shirt.

"Shel, It's fine! I have another shirt just like this. Don't worry." I told her. She stiffened up and froze in her spot. I looked behind me and there was nothing. I looked back and saw that she walked in the kitchen. Was it something I had said? I heard Shel sigh. I took out my phone and texted Scooter. I needed to ask him if Shel could come on tour. Hopefully he will understand that she is more than a fan.


Me- Hey Scoot, do you think Shel could come on tour with us?

Scooter instantly texted back, he must have his phone right with him.

Scooter- Shel? Who's that?

Me-Shelby, the girl I meet today..

Scooter- Justin I have told you. No fans can come on tour. It's not safe.

Me- She is more than a fan. She isn't ready to be alone, her family already left.

Scooter- I don't know about this Justin..

Me-Please, she's a friend. I trust her.

Scooter- Fine, but I hope you realize you have to share a room with her since there is no more room on the bus.

Me- She can take Selena's room, and Selena can room with me: that way it's not awkward.

Scooter- Okay, fine by me. But no funny business, she can't get wild.

Me-Okay, and one more thing... 

Scooter- Yes?

Me-Do you think I could stay at Shel's house. She is pretty upset, I just want to comfort her.

Scooter- Okay, but you better at the hotel by noon, you have rehearsals for tomorrow's show

Me-Kay thanks alot, I owe you one.


He didn't answer, so I put my phone back in my back pocket and stood up. I walked into the kitchen to find Shel with her head in her hands. I walked over to the bar stool beside her and pulled it out to sit down. Once I sat down I turned towards her.

"Shelby, are you okay? I'm here if you wanna talk." I said scooting closer to her. I heard her sigh. I could tell she was thinking. But thinking about what? She sniffed and moved her head up and moved her hair away from her face. She took a deep breathe and turned her whole body facing me. She looked at me, then back down at her hands, playing with a loose thread that was coming off her sweats. "Shelby, you can tell me anything. You can trust me." I reassured her, taking her hand in mine as a friendly gesture.

When I first touched her hand, there was a shock wave that shoot through my veins. I ignored it and held her hand tightly. Maybe I should tell her that I'm staying here and that she is coming on tour with me. I looked at her. "Hey, I've got good news." I told her with a smile. She looked up at me, after staring at our hands.

"What is it?" Her voice slightly cracking which made my heart crack a little, I don't like seeing pretty girls cry. UGH! I called her pretty again. Well, she is but I have Selena. I don't need anyone but Selena. Yet Shel is so amazing, but she's an amazing friend.

"Well, I should probably ask you first, although I'm almost positive as to what your answer will be." I said looking at her with a little smirk. She smiled a little.

"Well then *sniff* ask me" She said.

"Ok, well, don't freak out or anything, but would you like to go on tour with me?" I asked looking at her. Her mouth is hanging slightly open and she eyes look like they could pop out of her head. I chuckled at her expression. She started nodding.

"Of course I would!" She exclaimed. She stood up and hugged me tightly. I hugged her back. Her hair smelt really good. I smiled as she pulled away. "Hey, I'm sorry for crying. I did cry a lot today." She said laughing a little. I smiled at her.

"It's fine." I said wiping off a tear that escaped. She smiled up at me. This girl is everything to me, but I just can't get her hopes up. She's just a friend. I just hope she will be able to handle this sneak peak into my life. 

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