Justin 2:04am
Missed CallJustin 1:53am
Missed CallJustin 1:45am
Missed CallJustin 1:39am
Missed CallJustin
mobileRemind Me Message
Decline AcceptI put my phone up to my ear after pressing accept. The sound of blaring music and loud voices from people come from the other side of my phone. I rub my eyes with my free hand, rubbing away the sleepiness.
"H-Hello?" I stutter out tiredly.
"Selena," Justin replies in a slur. I can hear the loudness slowly fade away, assuming he moved away from all of the chaos.
"Justin? Where are you? Are you at the club?" I ask, trying to understand why he's calling me at two in the morning.
"Selena," he slurs my name out again. "I-I need y-ou."
My eyebrows knit together in confusion. Justin is definitely drunk.
"Justin, what the hell are you talking about? Why are you calling me while you're drunk? Please go get yourself home. You've had enough drinks, I suppose," I instruct, trying to help him when I'm basically miles and miles away from him.
I hear glass shatter from it most likely being thrown if not then being dropped. "Fuck you!" I hear Justin shout distinctly, it being not directed to me.
"Justin? Hello?" I sit up on my bed, my back against the headboard. I reach my hand over to my nightstand and turn on the lamp.
"Selena," he says in a faint voice. "I thi-nk it-it's-"
The sound of puking runs through my ears.
"Justin," I say with a sigh, rubbing my face.
"Selena? Is that you?" An unknown male voice says.
"Uhm, who's this?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows even if the person can't see me.
"Fredo," he says in a light happy voice but his tone changes immediately. "Look I gotta go, Justin isn't in the best condition tonight. Thank God I went with him because I knew he was going to go all crazy," he tells me.
"Oh okay. Please make sure he's okay," I remind him but could've sounded like a beg.
"Don't worry, I got him," Fredo assures. "Aight, I gotta go. Bye and Goodnight," he bids a farewell.
"Goodnight," I manage to say in return before the line gets cut.
I sigh, rubbing my face while a yawn escapes my lips. I reach over to the lamp on my nightstand and turn it off. I position myself to lay back down on my bed, making sure to get comfortable.
Justin crosses my mind as I picture him drunk at a club. I wonder what happened to him. Better yet I wonder what he wad going to say to me before Fredo took over the phone.
"Selena, I think it's," I repeat the words he said.
Think it's what? Was he going to say "you"?
God Selena, what are you thinking?
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