Our Little Secret | [j.b]

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Justin B.

I feel as if I did something bad. Don't get me wrong, I love Rose...so much. But I feel like things aren't right. Maybe I'm just thinking too much into it. The only reason I woke up so early was that Rose's phone kept going off every 10 seconds and it was really pissing me off. I reached over Rose, taking her phone in my hand and looking at the screen. There were numerous text messages from an unknown number. I typed in her password; that I've seen many times, and went to her messages. My heart started to beat faster as I read the messages.

Unknown: Rose I miss you, I wanna meet up. I promise I won't mess this up again, please.

Unknown: Babe, its ok, you can talk to me. Justin won't know.

Unknown: Rose for fuck sake, text me back!

Unknown: If i can't talk to you face to face, then call me. Please, I love you...

I clenched my jaw as my eyes read the last three words. I can't believe Rose was cheating on me! After I just made her mine, someone snatched her away! I stood up from the floor, cursing as I'd just stomped my toe. Rose started to move in her sleep. Slowly, she fluttered her eyes open. Once her eyes met mine, she smiled.

"Good morning,"

Rosaline F.

"Good morning," I smiled meeting Justin's eyes. They soon traveled down ward and I blushed uncontrollably. Looking away, I sat up, but quickly groaned as my whole body ached. It's been awhile. "What's wrong?" I asked, standing on my feet. He just stared at me, my phone in his hand. What did he see? Justin's eyes were cold and dark, not showing any emotion. He dropped my phone on the floor and turned around to walk away.

"Wait, Justin, it's not what you think!" I grabbed the blanket from the floor and wrapped it around my body. I followed him, but he shut the door to his bathroom. I sighed, and scooped up my clothes and went over to my room. I deleted his number, what did Justin see? I shook my head from my worried thoughts as I decided to take a shower. After showering, I knocked on Justin's door. No answer. "Justin?" I could hear the lock being opened, then the door swung open. He held no emotion on his face. "Ju-"

"Don't. I-I can't even look at you." He looked past my shoulder. "Justin that's-" He cut me off. "Who did you see while I was busy yesterday? Huh? Did you cheat on me?!" His voice dropped down lower than usual and his face was a crimson red. "No, I, Justin please let me ex-" He shook his head and started packing his suit case. "Justin, we leave tomorrow." I sighed in frustration. "Well we're leaving today!" He yelled at me. I nodded my head, feeling my eyes start to get blurry.

Hours later...

We were getting on Justin's private jet; Dan confused to why we had to leave so early. Justin hadn't looked at me, talked to me, or touched me. The fact that he couldn't handle to be near me broke my heart. If only he let me explain. I sat across from Justin, clearing my throat that started to close up. His leg started to shake as he continued to stare out the window. "Justin," He breathed in sharply as I said his name. "Please let me explain. I swear it's not a what you think, please." My voice cracked a bit. His jaw clenched as he pulled out his phone. Completely ignoring me. He's shutting himself away from me; building walls.

"Justin don't do this." He finally looked at me, his eyes meeting mine. He ran a hand through his hair, breaking his gaze from me again. "Fine, talk." He said angrily.

"The person that sent me those messages, was Chris. He contacted me the other day sending messages similar to what you saw, or course I deleted his number off my phone but he contacted me again. Which happens to be the time you had my phone." He rubbed his chin, thinking about what I said. "So you never responded?" His eyes softer than they were before. "No, never, he's my ex and an asshole." The corner of his lips curved up as he let out laughter. "You're not still mad at me?" He got up and sat beside me, pecking my lips. "No, I understand why you didn't tell me. I got really mad at you and yelled, I'm sorry." I shook my head. "It's okay, I completely understand." He smiled and leaned in to capture my lips. "I'll beat his ass later.." He mumbled against my lips.

Our lips moved in sync as one hand was placed on my waist, the other cupped my cheek. He lightly pulled me on top of him, making me straddle his waist. His hands found my ass and squeezed roughly. My fingers combed through his dirty blond hair, causing him to moan. "Shit." He mumbled against my lips, breathing heavily. Not being able to control myself, I went back in for another kiss. His lips seemed to be my biggest weakness, I couldn't get over how soft they were. They were like a drug I was slowly getting addicted to. Maybe I already was. He lightly bit my bottom lip, pulling, then letting it go afterwards.

Dan was in the back using the bathroom, so we didn't care. Justin pulled away, his lustful eyes burning into mine. "Please don't do that around me." Dan held a disgusted look on his face as he'd just came out on time. "Can't keep any promises." Justin chuckled, his gaze never leaving mine.

Back in NYC...

Chris's POV

I opened the door to the café, looking around to see if she was here on time. Once I found her, I made my way over to the table. She looked up, smirking. "Did you send the messages?" Selena asked, siping her coffee. "Yes, are you sure he'll seem them?" I wasn't a hundred percent sure this plan would work. After losing Rose and getting my ass kicked by Justin, I had to make a comeback. I will get Rose back, even if I have to hurt her in the process. "Of course he'll see them, I know how nosey Justin is, he'll see them." Selena reassured me. "Knowing Justin, if he thinks Rose is cheating, he'll come right back to me." She held a devilish smile, laughing to herself at the matter.

"You're a crazy bitch," I mumbled. She stopped and glared at me. "You want Rose right?" Her index finger tapped on the table rapidly. "Yes." I responded, unsure of what she would do next. "Well I'd watch your fucking mouth if I were you." She slid out of the booth; her heels clacking on the hard floor. "Oh, and by the way, leave a tip for me." She smiled, flipping her hair over her shoulder, leaving the café. I pulled a single dollar out my wallet; gulping down the rest of the coffee she left unfinished. Leaving the place, I pulled out my phone to send more messages; hoping to get her to meet me somewhere. Taking a risk, I decided to call her instead.

The phone rang and rang, until a woman's voice sounded, "This phone number is no longer available," notifying me that she'd changed her number.

You're not getting away that easily.

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Spring break is finally here, hallelujah!
Btw I love Selena, most people wonder why she's the bad guy in most stories, I wouldn't know anything about that. But I love her and Justin, this is just the way I wanted my story to go.

Love you guys 😌