Recovery - Justin Bieber

5. Chapter Good morning Selena

YOUR POV 

I have no idea how it happened but I and Justin ended up laying in the spoons position cuddling in bed.  Oh my God...SHIT!!!! Is he awake? I have to get out of this without waking him. When he wakes up, it would be so embarrassing and awkward. I have to try to lift his arms, and slip right under. 'Please just don't wake up, Justin.' I think to myself. As I tried to lift his arms, he just mumbles and presses against me even tighter.  

“Good morning, Selena, my beautiful baby. Did you sleep well my love?” I hear his raspy voice saying. At that moment, I feel like my heart breaks into a thousand little pieces. I can't even move anymore, and the tears are growing in my eyes.My  breathing is heavy and I’m scared to cry, so I use my last energy to get out of the bed and run to the bathroom. Right then, Justin woke up properly and realized what he just said. He looks shocked.

“Fuck, (Y/N)? No no no no no...please let this not have happened. I'm such an idiot. (Y/N)! Where are you?” He jumps out of the bed and knocked on the bathroom door. “Honey, are you in there? Are you okay?”

I sit on the floor, pressuring my back against the door, trying to calm down.

“You need to calm down, he is not your boyfriend, you are not together and you don't have the right to be jealous. Calm down!” I said to myself, wiping away my tears that have clearly puddled up on the bathroom floor.

END POV

He slides down with his back to the door and sits down on the floor. He puts his head in his hands, and grabs through his hair.  

“She's called me almost every day, for as long as I've been staying here. For weeks I've been trying to get our relationship back, but she pushed me away. And now that I'm finally over it and started to move on, she calls me each day, even several times a day and wants me back. But now it's too late. I really loved her, (Y/N). But I no longer feel that for her. Do you understand?” He says, in the hope that you hear it and you did.

“You and I... I honestly don't know what that will be. I'm confused. I actually didn't want to let myself fall in anything so fast...After everything that happened you know, I wanted to take a break. But I must admit that I really, really like you...after such a short time.” He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. You're sitting on the other side of the door and listening to him attentively. You wonder whether there's more to come or if he's done talking.  

After a few minute of silence...  

“I can barely deal with so much honesty. I'm not used to that.” You admit and say ”Thank you for your trust and willingly opening up to me...I know how difficult it is. Going through a breakup isn't easy and in your position it's even harder, I guess. The whole world is watching you. Don't be mad at her. She has been getting a glut of hate lately. I can barely imagine how painful this must be. I guess she's just as confused as you are. I mean, I don't know her personally but she seems to be a good person. I think, otherwise you wouldn't have been with her for such a long time.”  

Again a few minutes of silence...

“I'm glad you're in there...really, and I haven't talked to myself.” He says with a laugh to lighten the mood and change the subject and it worked, you had to laugh and you slowly stood up from the floor, took a look in the mirror, straightened yourself up and opened the door.

“Are you up for breakfast?! I'm starving!” You said with a shy smile.