Why Love When Its Hopeless?

Chapter 26

~Justin's POV~

When Fredo and I were talking about what would we would do in Orlando, I heard a soft gasp beside me. Shelly was looking at her phone, but she wasn't moving. My smile slowly faded,

"Shelly?" I softly asked. When she looked up at me, her face was pale, and I saw, what looked like, fear in her milk chocolate eyes. The feeling of worry washed over me. She quickly locked her phone and shoved it in her pocket. I wonder what it was...

"What?" She asked, sounding scared but not terrified like she looked.

"You okay? You look like you saw a ghost?" Fredo asked from Shelly's other side. I looked from Fredo to Shelly, I'm getting more worried now. She nodded her head but I wasn't buying it.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just need some air." She said, shakily. I started to scoot out the booth so she could get out.

"Do you want me to go with you?" I asked me before she could walk any further. She shook her head again, not saying anything as I watched her leave the restaurant. I let out a breath, I hadn't realized I was holding, as I slid back into the booth. Everyone was looking at me, with a weird expression. I looked at them with a confused face,

"What?" I asked as I looked around at my mom, Fredo, Scooter and Ryan.

"What's up with you and sexy?" Ryan asked, looking towards the door Shelly walked out of. I shot daggers at Ryan,

"Dude, don't call her that." Even if I think it is true, I couldn't let anyone know.

"What? You like her, don't you JB?" Ryan teased with a smirk on his face. I tried to hide my smile, but failed.

"You do!" Fredo silently shouted. I looked down at my drink, trying to hide my face, which is probably as red as it feels. "Oooo" Eveyone excpet Scooter cooed.

"What about Selena?" Scooter asked making everything silent. I looked up,

"I don't know. I love her, but she just doesn't seem to trust me, like she used to. I don't even know if my feelings for Shelby are true or not. It's nothing to trip about. " I said looking down and taking a sip from my drink. Everything was still quiet, I wonder how Shelly is doing? I looked over at the door to see her looking at her phone again, I couldn't see her face.

"I'm going to see if Shelly is okay." I said, getting up from the booth. "Don't wait up, okay?" I said, before walking towards the door without an answer. I opened the door, feeling a nice breeze hit me. I looked over and saw Shelly with her head tilted back, her eyes closed. She looked stressed, and tense. I wonder what is bothering her so much. I walked up to her,

"Shelly?" I called-asked her. She turned around.

"Yeah?" She asked, turning back around looking up at the sky. I wish I can help her with whatever is bothering her.

"Are you okay? You've been out here for a while. We got a little worried." I said walking up to her side.

"Yea. I-I'm fine. Just not feeling well, I guess." She sighed, looking down.

"Well, maybe you should come and eat something." I suggested, looking down at her.

"Nah, I think I just need some rest." I said looking down at her. I am getting really worried and concered about Shelly. I dont like to see her so stressed.

"At least let me walk you to the bus."I said placing my arm on her shoulders, not taking 'no' for an answer.

"That would be lovely." She said in a fake British accent. I chuckled.