Babysitting My Ex's Kids [Jelena/Justlena]

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

Shit!" I yelled next morning when I woke up, seeing Justin next to me. I couldn't believe what was happening, I really hooked up with Justin once again. I looked at him, smiling when I noticed how younger he looks when he's asleep. Than, Justin started waking up and he slowly opened his eyes into mine, a little smile resting on his lips.

„Morning..." he muttered, pulling me back down next to him.

I smacked his arm lightly, saying: „Justin, wake up. We need to talk!" 

He opened his eyes fully this time, backing himself up a little with his elebow as his gaze flew back to me when he said: „Yea?"

„Did... Did any of this meant anything to you?" I whispered out the question I was afraid to ask. 

Justin siged deeply as he pulled me closer to him by the waist, his lips resting on my bare shoulder as he murmured: „Of course it did, Sel..." 

I turned my face back to him, gulping as I stuttered: „But... Sasha... And Rose.. Jackson."

He stroked my chin lightly, responsing: „Sasha and I are over, we're through. We always were, actually. I think we both kind of married because of Rosalie... And, kids... They love me and Sasha, they'll understand when they grow up, I'm positive."

„Did you and Sasha talked about who'll be getting the kids?" I asked him quietly. I didn't want to feel guilty because I tored a perfect family apart. And, I wanted for Jackson and Rosalie to live with Justin and I, I loved them like they were my own.

Justin shaked his head, saying: „No. But, I'd love for them to live with me... and you, with both of us." 

„You... you want me to live with you?" I asked him. 

Suddenly, Justin laughed as he said: „Selena, don't you get it yet?! I love you! Alright? I love you and I want you to forever be with me, every second of the day."

I knew that Justin already hurt me before and that we were risky together. I knew it's going to take few weeks for him and Sasha to divorce and all. I knew that he was a slight risk and that nothing was completely safe but I also knew that, without him, there'll be nothing left from me. He was my dose of drugs, my guilty pleasure, my sweet, risky addiction...

„I... I.. love you too..." I whispered, kissing him softly.

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