Babysitting My Ex's Kids [Jelena/Justlena]

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

{Selena's P.O.V.}

Few hours later, I was sitting on the small, comftrable sofa in my living room, simply staring at the screen, not paying any kind of attention to my favourite serial that was now playing; Criminal Minds. 

Justin. 

Kiss. 

Justin. 

Sasha. 

Those were only some of my thoughts...

Suddenly, I heard a doorbell ring and I quickly got up, frowning as I wondered who it might be since it already was nearly 10 p.m. „J-Justin?!" I asked after opening the doors. Justin was standing there, in front of me, looking somehow miserable. I never saw him like that before. 

„What are you doing here?!"

„Selena... Could I stay at your place for tonight?" he asked, catching me completely off of the guard. Why would Justin Fucking Bieber, my goddamn ex who's literally LOADED with cash and lives in a frigging mansion want to stay at my place for night?!

„What?! No! Justin, why would you want to stay here!?" I protested, crossing my hands over the chest. 

„Just.. please, Selena. Only for tonight. Sasha and I got in this huge fight and..." he said, looking at me pleadingly. But, I had no intensions on surrendering just yet.

„You're gonna have to tell me much more than that if you want tos tay here tonight!" I harrishly said, frowning. 

„We're divorcing! Okay? Sasha and I are divorcing... We're over." He boomed lightly at me and I looked at him in slight awe as he stepped inside, closing the doors.

„W-What?! Why?" I asked as we stepped in the small, yet warm, kitchen and I started to make a coffee for both since I somehow sensed we needed it. „She... Sasha cheated on me. All these days she actually wasn't on any kind of meeting and business lunchs but with her... lover boy or whatever..." he confessed, leaving me quite speechless.

„Well, you kind of cheated on her too. Since... since you kissed me" I reminded him after few seconds of silence. „I'm not sorry" he suddenly said, causing me to spill a little bit of coffee.

„What?!" I asked, staring at him in disbelief. 

Justin quickly got off of his chair, taking cups out of my hands as he placed them on the table and than looked back at me, saying: „I'm not sorry, Selena. I'm not sorry that I kissed you."

„D-Don't do this to me, Justin..." I said, my voice stuttering when Is saw him getting closer and closer. Before I knew it, he got me pinned up the wall with his hands above my head and his warms orbs staring at me. 

„Selena..." he whispered out my name once again, causing me to close my eyes at the shivers that floated through my body.

„I've missed you", Justin said, making me open my eyes back up. He... He missed... me? He did? Or was I just hallucinating or dreaming something? But, when his lips touched mines for the second time that day, I knew it was reality.

I knew because of the warmith I felt when his hands flew to my bare skin. I knew because I could feel his hair under my fingertips. I knew because dreams could never be so real nor my mind could never torture me so cruely.

Without any kind of thinking, I kissed Justin back, a little moan escaping my lips when he moved his hand to my legs.

I knew that it was wrong but I also wanted it, I wanted his touchs and kisses, I wanted his bare skin on mine, I wanted to feel him by my side, I wanted him to tell me that I'm his only, even if that's just for a day. I wanted him to tell me that he'll be forever mine, even if it's a lie.

„Justin... we can't do this..." I whispered when we pulled away.

„Selena...", he softly said, stroking my cheek. „It's you that I need, I need you with me." 

With that, I pulled his face back to mine.

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