Part 2.

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Selenas POV:

I woke up with a slight headache, I don’t remember falling asleep… I guess I cried myself to sleep. Although this is nothing out of the usual, but it still sucks every time. I sat up looking at the clock it was 130, Taylor would be here in 2 hours so I guess I could at least get ready. I sat up still in a daze as I walked into the bathroom and turned the light on.

“I look like a mess.” I said to myself looking in the mirror. My eyes were puffy still and a slight pinkish color from how hard I was crying.

I turned the water on and began to wash my face, and then I put on light makeup to cover up the redness and make the puffiness look better. When I turned back into my room I saw my laptop laying there, reminding me of what had made my cry so hard in the first place. I snarled under my breath and walked over to my closet. My green cargo pants and a cropped baggy sweatshirt shall do. I threw my hair up in a bun and walked downstairs.

I turned on the TV, and then turned up the volume seeing what was on E! News. He hasn’t been mentioned lately on there, but whenever he was it hurt. But not as much as looking at the pictures of us did. I guess it was nice to know he was still out there, even though he wasn’t in my life. And it was nice to see his smile on the TV once in a while. But I was surprised when I heard my name come up. I walked into the room and saw a picture of me from this morning.

“Selena Gomez was photographed coming out of the studio early this morning. It’s told she’s working incredibly hard on her 4th album even though it’s almost a year overdue. Could that have something to do with her ex-boyfriend? The sudden break up seemed to put a hold on Selena’s music career over a year ago. But it seems she’s finally feeling better and she’s ready to get back at it.” The male announcer spoke, his words reminding me why it had taken me so long to get into the studio. I turned the TV off, and turned on my surround sound that played through the house. I played Taylors new album, I put it on shuffle and walked into the kitchen to get some food.

“Of course” I said out loud to myself when the first song that played was Heart Broken the song Taylor wrote about me, even though she says we co-wrote it together. I didn’t want my name on that song, it would be all too obvious. I sang along to the tune, letting it suck me in with every word Tay sang. I loved this song even though every word was about him. I decided to tweet one of the lyrics, my favorite.

“True love will never die, even if we try to hide. I know I’d still melt inside, if you ever looked me in my eyes again.”  Then right after I tweeted, Favorite lyric from my girl @taylorswift13 new album! Can’t wait for you guys to hear it.

I tried to make it seem like those weren’t about him, but my fans always knew. I think deep down, everyone knew.

Justins POV:

I can’t believe it was 1 already, and that I’ve been able to hold myself together for 5 hours. Only about 8 more to go then I’ll be back home, by myself finally able to let my guard down. I was in the studio recording a single I was doing with Usher, Lil Wayne, and Drake. This song was one of my favorite that I’ve done so far.

“Awesome job Justin!” Scooter said into the mic. “Alright let’s take an hour break so you can eat and rest your voice a lil, Drake just got here so we’ll have him listen to what we’ve got so far and see what he has to say.

I nodded my head and walked out of the booth. This studio was my own studio, I told Scooter I wanted to create a studio of my own that had a lounge next door and a bigger studio. Just something I was able to create myself, every other studio we went to as I was younger was too small for me and we all had to be in the same room. I ordered some Chinese food for everybody here and went in the lounge room.

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