The Model's Bodyguard

"Pose, pose, work it! A little to the left, chin up, PERFECT! Okay last picture..... "Chick" okay everyone good work rap it up!" said Theodore in a French accent.

"Selena darling! Mwah mwah! Photo shoots were amazing!" Greeted Theodore, air kissing Selena.

Selena's POV

"Selena! Selena over here! Seeeellllleeeennnnaaa! SELENA GOMEZ!! Marry Me!!!", poparazzi shouting at me begging to get my attention.

Just another typical day for a Victoria Secrets top number 1 professional super model. Getting into my sleek black Mercedes car driving off to go shopping in Manhattan.

Stopping in front of a Louis Vuitton boutique. The clicking of my black 5 inch pumps, with my leather black tights, a white peplum shirt, my Rolex watch, coach sunglasses, and to finish it off bold red lips. Oh and my black and white Chanel handbag. Oh your wondering why the workers aren't fangirling over me? Um duh, because I'm well known here! Nothing seemed to catch my eye at all, we'll expect that cute guy. Eh he's not that cute. Woah, that white Louis Vuitton shoulder bag is just gorgeous!! Running over to grab its luxurious features I found another hand yacking it away from me. The smell of cheap perfume..... that could be only one person...... The one and only bitch, Miranda Kerr my ugly rival in the modeling business she's number 2 right on the bottom of me. She's a jealous bitch just because I beat her ranking. Oh and because I apparently stole her boyfriend, but that was two years ago we don't even date anymore, still she hates my guts and that's great because I hate hers just as much.

"Hey let go of it you slut!" Miranda growled.

"No you bitch! I saw it first let it go or I'll pull your fake weave off your fat head!"

"Back off!"

"No it's mine!"

We kept pulling on the purse over and over until I let go. Miranda fell on her flat ass. I laughed so hard. Wait what was that? I felt a sting on my cheek. Um did she just slap me?! Oh no she didn't!! I pulled on her hair and slapped her twice right across her ugly face. The workers were running over to us trying to stop us. Miranda got up and kicked me on my thigh with those heels uh yeah kind of hurt! I punched her nose. Probably damaging her nose job. She stumbled back and swung her purse right across my face. I ducked. Grabbing her hair and her grabbing mines we went on and on and on.

"Ladies calm down stop!" "Please stop now!"

"ENOUGH SELENA! STOP NOW" growled a manly voice, yep that's my dad...

I let go on Miranda's hair and stood up. My hair all messed up and my lipstick all smeared everywhere. Along with Miranda's too. Haha.

"Get in the car now." said my dad through clenched teeth.

Authors POV

Selena lived in a white and black modern house it looked really cool like one of those very chic modern houses you see in magazines. It was an odd shape like square then rectangle pretty much just modern and very in style. The inside was large with marble flooring and a grand staircase right when you open the door. The top on the stair case was a large balcony showing a luxurious view of Mahattan. The house theme was technically black and white with a hint of red once in a while.

Selena's POV

"SELENA! I have had enough with your little stunts! Your making yourself look bad in front of everyone. You do know you can set a bad example of yourself! Okay I have no choice I gave you 8 chances! I'm going to hire you your own personal bodyguard..." my dad said clearly out of breath.

"Dad!! Why please I don't nee- "no buts I already got one for you last week just incase you pulled any other stunts that would wreck your career." my dad cut me off.

What?! He already got me one?!

"His name is Justin Moretti, he's going to be with you 24/7 he was professionally trained for 5 years and he won't just be your bodyguard he'll be your own little butler too. Just tell him want you need he'll get it. He's coming over tomorrow and sleeping in the guest bedroom next door to you. Wake up early. No questions end of the conversation." said my dad in a surprisingly calm voice.

"Okay." I replied obviously annoyed. Walking up to my room. As an only child I have to say I am pretty spoiled and I didn't have much friends I was kicked out of private school so I'm home schooled. My parents are great my mom is a movie director so she's always away somewhere and my dad is my agent, he could be strict at times but it's because he cares I understand him. Getting into the shower and changing into my Abercrombie pj shorts with a graphic t-shirt and my fluffy bunny slippers. Tommorow I had a fashion meeting to pick out one new model I was a judge and meeting my new so called bodyguard, Justin. Ugh another typical day. Turning off the lights I fell asleep.

"And we danced all night to the best song ever we new ever-" ugh I turned of my alarm clock. 8:00 a.m. Getting into the shower and putting on my stylish outfit which was a pretty short black sleeved dress that was tight and hugged my body all over it shoved all my curves. I was 5'5and wore about 5 inch heels everyday making me 6'0, not really short for a Victoria secrets model.

I headed down stairs and saw a boy with dirty blonde hair sitting on the sofa. Hmm who's that? I poked his shoulder.

"Hey I'm Justin, your new bodyguard." he said in a cute guy voice not to deep not to high just perfect really, like a typical high school guy.

He seemed about 6'3 and his eyes were a light chocolate brown it matched perfectly with his dirty blonde hair. I loved the combination of brown eyes and blonde hair it made the person look kind and innocent. He looked buff but not too buff perfectly buff he was tall and slim. He was wearing a plain white v-neck with dark jeans and a Louis Vuitton belt.

"Oh um hey." I said kind of nervous just saying he was a little cutie.

"How old are you?" I asked him.

"I'm 19."

Oh that's good I'm 18. So he's not a little boy....

"Your dad left to go do some work and he left me here to take care of you." Justin said with a wink. Hmph what a flirt..

"Nice dress." He complimented scanning me up and down.

"Ew don't flirt with me! Your my bodyguard not boyfriend!" I said flicking his forehead and grabbing my purse.

"Let's go." I muttered while walk to the door. Justin walking right behind me. I had the feeling of him staring at my ass.

"Pervert." I said to myself in a low whisper in disgust.

"What was that?"

"Oh nothing...."

Justin pushed me up against the wall are lips were so closed. Gosh I wanted to kiss him so badly!! Wait stop it Selena you can't have feelings for this guy he's your bodyguard!

He whispered into my ear. "You know, if you don't talk back on the car ride and be a good girl, then I'll probably let you ride something else."

I just stood there silently shocked at his words. I shoved his chest away from me. It was hard he must if had a six pack. So this total hotty is going to be with me 24/7?! How am I suppose to keep my eyes off him! He's like a hollister model!!! Okay stop it Selena now! I thought to myself.

"Ummm l-let's go we're going to b-be late." I said nervously obviously from him. I don't know why I'm the hot model! Maybe he's just that hot. I have a feeling this was going to be a long day.....