Chapter 24-
Selenas Pov-
I was over listening to Justin and Makinseys conversation just to see how things went between them. I wanted my boyfriend to have approval of my room mate/friend and I wanted my room mate/friend to approve of Justin. Apparently they were great. Yea it hurt me a little to know that Justin wouldnt take a bullet for me, but I understand. I mean we just met. I heard Justin left, then hopped in the shower. I washed off, put my jammys on, and went to bed. Makinsey had fell asleep, and Emily was drunk, so she passed out...instantly. I tried to sleep but the same question Justin asked Makinsey, was repeating in my mind. Did me and Justin move too fast?
Justins Pov-
I woke up, and Jordan wasnt at the hotel. I wasnt so used to this 'singing career' so when a unknown number popped up, I didnt recognize it, but then I remembered. It was Scooter.
"Whats up Scoot?" I ask.
"Hey we need you to come down to the studio. Write some songs and record?" He questioned.
"Yea, yea. Thats fine. Let me get dressed, and I will be right over."I say jumping right up, and walking over to my wardrobe.
"K I will text ya tha deets and adress." He said and quickly ended the phone call.
'Hmm what to wear?' I asked myself. Suddenly a slam was heard from the front door. I seen a drunk Jordan walk in with some girl. I didnt reallu see what she looked like but from where I stood, she looked pretty trashy.
"Hey dudeee I have a friend overrr, hopee youu dont mind." He slurred, then walked into his room. I got dressed then headed my way to where Scooter informed me to go.
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"That was great!" Scooter said opening the door to the small room, and patting my back.
"Thanks." I smirked, and walked to the exit.
"Before you leave. I have a suprise." He said going to the back room. Huh? A suprise? All of a sudden Scooter walked out with some following. I coulldnt put out who it was, because he was still behind Scooter, but then he stepped out and I seen who it was. Usher!
"Oh wow. Its been a dream to meet you." I say pulling my hand out.
"Thanks, its my honor to make that dream come true then." He smiled a big smile and shook my hand.
"Can I hear some songs?" Usher asked.
"Sure." Scooter walked over with Usher and played the songs I had recently just sung.
"Wow, got you a amazing voice there bud." Usher responded, with a smirk looking at me.
"Thanks, same to you." I replied.
"Well, I would love to stay, but I have some interviews to take care of." Usher scanned from my face to Scooters then back to me.
"But it was nice meeting ya kid." Usher held out his hands and pulled me into a bro hug. He pulled apart.
"You too." I said and Usher walked out. I looked at Scooter, and smiled.
"Howd ya know?" I ask trying to set my point about how much I loved Usher.
"A little bird told me." Scooter said with a smile. "You better get going." He hugged me and I headed out.
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"What the hell!" I screamed storming out of the room, where I just found Selena and Jordan making out. I thought it was some random girl, but apparently not. They didnt even follow. What a girlfriend she is. Ever since I was young, people said that Selena Gomez was a little slefish brat,(Not really, its just a story.) but I never believed them because you dont judge somebody by the book, and well I hadnt met Selena Gomez and neither has all the rumor spreaders. I actually got to no her, and they were right. I slammed the soor to my hotel and ran out into the now pouring rain. Ugh! Great timing, you f*ucking rain. I didnt have many places to go considering I am now a popstar, and have to stay where Scooter tells me to stay. I sat down on a bench thinking about all of my years. Makinsey was the only truthful one. She was possibly the best girlfriend anyone could ever have, and I had lost the chance to have her, when I brought her into my 'gang' world. At least if she gets her memory back, me, and her can be together in a stressing, yet normal life. As a superstar it would be stressful, because half time I would be working and writing songs, and the other I would spend with her. Dont forget about the freaking paparazzi! I wouldnt want her pulled into that, but its better than getting almost killed 95% of the time, like when I was in the gang.
