A Reason to Believe [Jelena]

Chapter 12

Justin's POV;

it's my very first basketball game of the season. I hear the cheerleaders in the gym pumping up the crowd. Selena texts me saying she is in the gym. "Hey Justin!" I turn around to see Tracy, a blonde cheerleader.
"Hi," I say.
"Coach wants to talk to you before the game starts," she tells me. "Where is he?" I ask her.
"Follow me," she says as she grabs my hand. She drags me out into the hall and over to a closet. "Wait...this is a closet, why would coach meet me in a closet?" I ask confused.
"Cause nobody wants to you to be with Selena!" Tracy snaps as she shoves me into the closet. I try to open the door but it's locked. I bang and bang on the door but no one hears me.

Selena's POV;

I stand on in the bleachers wearing http://www.polyvore.com/untitled_66/set?id=60994430&lid=1924847. I look around and notice Justin is still in the locker room. I watch as the cheerleaders come out with big smirks on their faces. I suddenly feel myself being pushed forward. I am shoved right into the cheerleaders, who have now formed a circle around me. I look back to see most of the basketball team. The team captain, Christopher L. Moore aka Chris, he has the biggest smirk on his face.

"Nobody would ever want to be your friend," Ashley snaps.
"Yes, Justin does," I shout. Everybody laughs.
Demi steps up and says, "then where is he now? He is usually fighting your battle for you." Taylor Swift steps up next to Demi.
"And now, he is nowhere to be found. Looks like you're on your own this time! He's only pretending to be your friend cause he feels bad for you," Taylor spats. Nick Jonas then steps up next to Demi and Taylor.
"SLUTENA!" he yells. Everyone in the gym, even the teachers and coaches starts chanting, "SLUTLENA!!"

Justin's POV;

I had been trying to get out of that damn closet for half an hour! Finally the janitor heard me and opened the closet. I race out of the closet and run towards the gym. I step inside the gym and see everyone chanting, Slutlena! Selena is standing in the middle of the gym with tears in her eyes. I fight my way through the crowd and grab Selena's arm. I pull her out of the gym and go into the locker room. Selena pulls away from me.
"I was stupid to think you actually wanted to be my friend!" she shouts at me.
"What are you talking about?" I ask confused. Selena crossed her arms across her chest and explains.
"You were only my friend cause you felt bad for me and I was stupid enough to think you were different, but you're not! You're just like them!" she shouts as tears pour down her checks.

I step closer to Selena and place my hand on her check. "I wanted to be your friend because I noticed you were different from the other girls," I say calmly. Selena takes my hand off her check and pushes me away. "Tell me how I was different from the other girls!?! Different as in I had no friends? As in I didn't live in a palace like you!? As in I was called a slut?!?" she asks.
"No, different in a good way. Your not obsessed with yourself like the other girls. Different as in you don't act like a bitch all the time. Different as in I fell in love with you, which I've never experienced before."

She looks at me with disbelief. "Do you really mean all of that?" she asks. I nod. "Selena Marie Gomez, I am in love with you," I say once again. She looks me in the eye as I place my hand on her check. I then lean in to kiss her lips. She lets me kiss her then and she kisses back. We pull back and she looks up at me. "I love you too," she says.