Chapter 74

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Previously on | My Bad Boy . . .

"So? Don't deny that you think Ryan is cute." I cooed and she gasped, her face turning a bright pink.

She walked quicker, trying to get away from me and I laughed. She was in denial. I knew she was attracted towards him.

I felt justin squeeze my hand and I looked over at him.

"I missed you." He smiled cutely.

"I missed you too

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"I missed you too."

Selena

After Emily and I were finally home, we both plopped on the couch.

I had a huge smile plastered on my face while Emily had a terrified expression on her face.

I scrunched my eyebrows, "Emily? Are you alright?" I plopped my leg on the coffee table.

She shrugged and criss crossed her legs, "It was a little scary you know. I've just never experienced that before."

I grabbed her hand and gave her a reassuring smile, "It's finally over and we're both fine."

"So why have you never told me about Ryan?" Emily squinted her eyes at me and pulled her hand away.

"Selena Marie Gomez!" My mom rushed down the stairs and I swear I felt my heart pounding against my chest.

I sat up straight and felt Emily tense next to me.

My mom stood in front of us and crossed her arms over her chest, "I saw the news in my room. Why didn't you guys call me? I knew I shouldn't have let you go. Oh my god what kind of a mother am I? You guys could've gotten injured or killed! It was a shooting oh my god and then a-- bomb! I'm going to faint." She ranted and let out a shaky sigh, "Why do you guys look calm?"

"Justin saved us." Emily tried to hide her smirk and my eyes widened.

"Oh really?" She glared at the both of us, "What was he doing there?"

"He was at the bank getting money and then the shooting began and he saw us. And he got us away from the commotion. If it weren't for him, we could've been dead." Emily slumped her shoulders and tried to look sad.

I knew what she was doing. She wanted my mom to forgive Justin.

She narrowed her eyes, "Wait, and the car?" She looked out the window and her face went pale, "Don't tell me it was destroyed." She placed her hand on her forehead.

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