Babysitting My Ex's Kids [Jelena/Justlena]

Babysitting My Ex's Kids {Twenty} [Jelena/Justlena]

That day seemed to drag on forever. And, Jackson's sad glances towards Rosalie and her obious hate towards me didn't help, not even the slightest bit. Plus, I had to avoid Justin which seemed more and more like mission impossible since he obiouslly was everywhere I was.

Finally, the big clock in the kitchen showed 4 p.m. sharp and I grabbed my leather jacket almost instantly, hugging shortly Jackson before I yelled I was going.

I hurried out of the house before Justin got to answer.

*

Next morning, I got awaken by the sun rays hitting in my face, causing me to narrow my eyebrows as I slowly started adjusting my sight to the light. I lightly yawned, streching my hands above my head as I took a glance on the alarm, 7 a.m.

Sighing lightly, I got out of the bed, once again ignoring the coldness as I rushed straight in the bathroom and under the shower, letting the warm water drops wash out my sleepiness. I quickly wrapped a long, fluffy white towell around me after finishing, brushing my teeth quickly as I went back to my small bedroom and opened the closet.

After few minutes of struggle, I finally grabbed out the right clothes. 

Quickly, I put some pink lipbalm before taking my phone and keys as I hurried out of the appartment on the chilly autmun New York streets. Wind was blowing constantly, carrying strokes of my hair around, making me regret that I didn't tie the hair in a ponytail.

Few minutes later, I hopped out of the yellow cab I somehow catched in the morning traffic and sighed at the sight of Bieber mansion. I wondered how will Justin act today.... Will he pretend like nothing happened? Nah! That wasn't alike him...

Finally, I collected enough of courage before slowly knocking on the doors few times. Just few seconds later, Justin opened the door, staring at me like it's the first time we meet. By the water drops in his sandy hair, I reckoned he just got out of morning shower.

"Morning..." I murmured quietly, trying to pass beside him without any lecture or pain. Yet, that didn't quite work as I planned since he grabbed me by the wrist, perventing me from moving along.

"Wait. Selena, I think we need to talk!" he said but, this time, his tonne was completely firm which gave me no choice. "Fine" I said, shutting the doors closed. "So, what do you wanna talk about?"

He kept quiet for a second, simply staring at me as if I was some kind of interesting new experiment that might explde any minute. "So?" I repeated myself, placing my hands on the hips. Justin sighed, passing his hand through his hair as he bitterly told me: "Look, I know you are... mad and upset and all... But, Selena... past is the past. Okay? What we had is over and it happened years ago. Five years ago, for God's sakes! Can't you just forget it?!"

It took me fair few seconds to realize what actually he was suggesting. He was telling me to forget he lied to me. That he made a fool out of me. That he broke my heart. He was telling ME that I am overreacting and that I should just forget!

"You're such a dick. You know that?!" I snapped.

Suddenly. Before I got to react... he knocked me up the wall with my hands above my head. His warm breath was ticking my skin as he firmly stared at me, watching me trying to set myself free like some caged animal.

"You really think that?!" he growled lightly at me, furiously staring at me. I gulped but forced myself to stare back and slowly nod.

"I might be a bastard but I have feelings as well, Selena! Don't you think I felt guilty?" he asked me, lowering his head a bit so his lips were few inches from my neck.

"I... I don't know." I stuttered slightly. "But, I know that I'd never do that to you, Justin. I loved you. I cared. And, you just threw everything away for some action undercovers!"

He slightly scoffed for some reason, suddenly letting go of my wrists. What. The. Fuck.?!