Dating A celebrity - Justin Bieber FanFiction

Chapter 18

Justin's P.O.V

I couldn't believe she didn't tell me. And of all people, I had to hear it from the jerk. Why? Why? Why did I have to hear it from him? Why did I have to get feelings made for Rebecca? Why did I have to be at the cafe the night we met? Why did I have to bump into her that night? Why did I have to offer to buy a drink for her and sit with her for an entire hour just to get to know her? I really wish I have never met her. All these thoughts were all in my mind. I do wish I never met her because then I wouldn't be in this position. Having to fight for her against some lame kid who never made a move when he has had the chance since they met. God I really wish I never met her.

I decided I should leave my head for a little while, so I texted Selena and told her to meet me at my house for some a little while. I knew deep down that talking to Selena and hanging out with her would be a bad idea since I am dating Rebecca, but honestly, I couldn't care any less. I was mad and I needed to calm down. Selena always had that ability to calm me down very quickly.

"Hey Selena. Meet me @ my house in 10." I texted to Selena. After about two minutes, she texted back.

"Okay, Justin. OMW." She replied. We hated texting the actual words. It always took forever, so we use abbreviations and signs. It was like a different language. Anyway, I quickly drove home since I was only five minutes away.

When I got to the house, I quickly got out of the car, locked it, and ran inside to get ready for Selena. For some reason, I wanted to impress her. I didn't really understand why, but I had the feeling of wanting too. I know the feeling because I had the same feeling when we were together.

After I got in the house, I put all of my stuff up, cleaned the rooms a little bit, and started getting everything ready. I got out Wizard of Oz because it's her favorite movie, I got some blankets, and some candles to make it smell 10 times better.

After I was done with the living room, I made my way to the kitchen. I made some pop corn for a snack, ordered a few pizza's with a Mountain Dew and a Sprite, which are both or favorite soda's.

Before I could put my phone down after ordering the food, there was a knock on the door. Here it goes.