An unexpected twist. ( A Justin Bieber and Selena Gomez Fan Fic )

7.

Justin's POV.

I arrived at the restaurant. The fans were screaming and jumping.
I bit my lower lip trying to bring my friendly smile back, but the truth was that I was really nervous.

There was something about Selena that piqued my interest.
But it's not like I could do anything. I had Taylor.

I sighed and forced a smile since my genuine one seemed to be in hiding.

I took a few selfies with the fans as I made my way to the door and sighed a few autographs.

Silence hit as soon as I got inside, the door closing behind me.

It was peaceful and tranquil in here. Soft classic music drifted through out the restaurant. Just loud enough that you weren't left alone with your thoughts.

I smiled, maybe this evening wouldn't be so bad at all.

My phone buzzed twice and I frowned as I checked it.

Taylor Swift.

Message: I can't wait for tonight.

I quickly texted her back.

Justin Bieber.

Message: Neither can I. I can already feel your nails caressing my body.

Switching to my other new message, I read.

Selena Gomez.

Message: In the booth. We see you. Stop gaping like a fish and get your ass here. I'm starving.

I couldn't help but chuckle. I looked up and saw her sitting beside a girl with a short black Bob cut. That must be Demi.

I made my way over, small gasps everyone and then from the younger generations that recognized us.

I sat beside Selena, Demi sitting opposite us.

"Hey, I'm Justin." I introduced myself with a smirk.

Selena's POV.

Justin didn't seem too be bad to be around.
He rolled his eyes and laughed at one of Demi's lame jokes.

Demi pouted.
"My jokes aren't that bad." She said, rolling her eyes defensively.

Justin raised his eyebrows at her and chuckled.

His chuckle was deep and resonating. I frowned. What was wrong with me?

The waiter came over with a big grin on her face as she ogled Justin, causing some annoyance to seep through my veins.

"Can I take your order?" She asked perkily.
I rolled my eyes, causing Demi to give me a weird look.

"I'll have the Hawaiian Wrap with a Garlic bread." Demi smiled at her sweetly.
The waitress almost passed out.

"Uhm." Justin bit his lower lip. "I think I'll have the Spaghetti Bologneise." He winked at her.

I elbowed him making him laugh. He's supposed to make it look like we are together, not him and the waitress.

I mean, I know we are still supposed to be friends, but still.

"And you?" She asked me, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

I sighed in resignation. I couldn't be too upset with her, she was serving a table with 3 celebrities at it.
If I were here I'd have been a bigger mess.

"The Chicken Alfredo, please." I smiled.

She hurried off with our orders and I took a sip of my Vanilla coke.

"You guys look cute together, her let me take a picture." She grinned.

As we snacked on the small appetizer pizza, Demi took our picture.

"Send that to me?" Justin asked her, giving her his golden boy smile.

"Sure." She grinned widely. "Just give me your number."

Justin took her phone and put in his number.

I couldn't help but feel slightly jealous.

My phone buzzed and I frowned, pulling it out I groaned.

It was my ex.

Jake T Austin.

Message: Ugh, of anyone to replace me with you pick bieber?!