THREESOME PART 2

Megan.

"I'm sorry." You mumbled, looking back into Megan's eyes, your fork pushing around your lunch.
Glancing between her and Justin across the building.

"Anyways. Me and him are going out Monday night. I plan to get the 'D'." She winked, taking a huge bite of her salad on purpose, making you giggle.

"You think he's packing?" You asked, trying to focus on something other then Justin being in the same building as you, and Megan. The two girls he had a three some with, then decided to date the other one secretly.

"Oh yeah. You should see him walk down the hall. His pants are really tight." She said, making you smirk.

You looked up from your plate, noticing Justin was walking towards your guys table, a few friends behind him. He hadn't seen you yet, he was casually following the lady that was seating him.

Him and his friends took a table directly across from you and Megan.

Your toes curled in your shoes, watching them with your peripheral vision. You were about to lose it.

You wet your mouth with your beverage, looking back down at your plate. You ate a few more bites, taking another look towards Justin's table.

You had no clue if it was better if he doesn't see you, or if it would be better if he did see you. Either way there's no way of getting Megan out of here without her seeing him.

You were surprised Megan hasn't already sensed the fact that Justin is in the building. Beliebers have that crazy ability.
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"So. Any news from Justin lately?" Megan asked, breaking your trance. Leave it to Megan to bring up a subject at the completely wrong time.

Was this a sign to go ahead and tell her about you and him? Or was this just a twisted plan to entertain God for the day.

You licked over your chapped lips, crossing your legs under the table. Your eyes looked into hers, your throat building with saliva. You can't keep this from her any longer then you have. She's your best friend, she deserves to know.

"Megan." You spoke, setting your fork down.

"What?" She said, her eyes growing within seconds.
She knew something was wrong with your sudden change of tone.

"Uhh." You mumbled, glancing towards Justin's table. The smile over his lips as he laughed with his friends really made you feel more comfortable for some unknown reason. He gave you the jolt of confidence you needed.

"Megan. I'm dating Justin." You suddenly said, your shoulders shrugging as the weight lifted from
Your bones. God, what an amazing feeling.

"Um. What?" She said, her nose wrinkling in a frown. She was just as confused as you knew she'd be. You couldn't blame her. She's missed out on a big month of your life.

"What are you talking about." She said, giggling lowly. Something she does when she's nervous.

"Megan. I...i don't know how to tell you this without seaming like the worst friend in the world But me and Justin have been meeting up for the past  month, and just last night.....he asked me to be his girlfriend." You said, your palms shakier as you pushed a few strands of hair behind your ear.

The both of you were silent, sharing a few looks across the table.

"The morning we left his house after the concert, he gave me meet and greet tickets to his show in LA. Ever since then.....we've been hanging out." You said, chewing your bottom lip. You could practically hear the judgement from her heavy stare.