Forbidden Gang Love // Jelena

Chapter 19

Selena's P.O.V.

Me and Justin sat on the big rock and watched the sunset, it was beautiful. It felt as if we didn't have anything better we could do because this was just good enough.

But all good things must come to an end.

Once the sun set and the stars came out all I wanted to do was lay down and admire their beauty but my life isn't full of admiring, but more of destruction.

"Ryan texted me an hour ago..." Justin whispered awkwardly.

I giggled at his cute awkwardness. "What did he say?"

"He said they got the papers and got rid of the evidence... They're waiting for us." He looked at me, expressionless.

"Well um.. we should get going?" I questioned him.

He didn't say anything, he just simply nodded and stood up quickly.

"Please don't tell anyone about my mom..." I whispered to him.

He looked at me confused and somewhat hurt, "If you don't trust me then why the fuck did you tell me?"

I was taken back by his sudden anger and hurt. This boy is seriously fucking bipolar.

"I didn't say anything about trust. I'm just saying I trusted you enough to tell you, now I trust you won't tell anyone. Right?"

He huffed and walked over the rocks and to his car abruptly.

"Justin?" I followed him confused.

"What?!" He screamed causing me to jump back.

He sighed loud and I could feel his frustration. I stood by the edge of his car quietly. Then I slowly walked over to his side.

"Justin... its okay." I whispered as I placed my hands over his tense shoulders.

He shook as his body struggled to calm down, but just as I placed my hand onto of his; I felt his tense muscles relax.

He seemed as suprised and confused as me. He turned his head slighty, but enough to look me in the eyes. I gave him a light smile.

"I-I'm sorry..." He frowned.

"What are you apologizing for?" I asked him confused.

"For being an ass I guess," he shrugged.

"I swear your either bipolar or have anger problems," I joked giggling.

"Anger problems."

I eminently stopped when I noticed he was serious. Oh shit he's serious... Duh Selena, its pretty obvious.

"Oh..." I said awkwardly not knowing what to say.

"I scare my own mother. Everyone including my mom fears me.." He whispered turning his face away from my view.

I grabbed his cheek and moved his face back to face mine. "I don't fear you... not even if you tried," I smirked.

A smirk slowly appeared onto his face as we both laughed. We stopped our laughter and smiled lightly at eachother.

We smiled lightly at eachother for quite sometime, causing me to look down as my cheeks burned up.

"Gomez blushing eh?" He grinned and winked at me.

I cheeks only flushed up even more with his comment. "Oh shut up," I rolled my eyes giggling.

He stared at me with such an innocent I didn't know he even had, it scared me. Maybe he is serious...

He looked down at my lips and I looked down at his. They were perfectly plump, just the right shape, size and color. He began to lean in and it was as if we were magnets because I leaned in as well.

WAIT NO!

I turned my face quickly to the right causing his lips to stop abruptly inches away from my cheek.

He moved away quickly coughing, "Um-I think we should get uh heading back."

"Yeah. Uh see you there," I bite down on my lip and I waved at him awkwardly as I got into Demi's car.

"You fucking idiot!" I cursed at myself as I hit the steering wheel multiple times.

I waited for him to drive away first. Once he did, I drove off following his directions to his warehouse.

When we got there we got out of the car and my nose scrunched up because of the burning sensation.

It reeked of beer, cigarettes and marihuana. Wow, we're not even inside yet... We walked into the warehouse and were hit by the strong odors we could smell slightly outside.

"Bro! I called and called you but you wouldn't answer! Candice is h-" Ryan was telling Justin right before some girl cam running into Justin's arms.

"Justy!" She squeled as she ran into his arms, and placed her lips harshly onto his, and her arms wrapped around his necks.

My stomach ached and I suddenly had the urge to throw up.

"Uh Candice? What are you doing here?" Justin lightly pushed her away from him shocked.

He looked at me shocked, as if he felt the need to explain himself or something. I just rolled my eyes and walked away over to Demi.

"Ugh," I sighed as I dropped myself onto the chair next to Demi.

"Beer?" Demi smiled while handing me a beer.

"Yess." I groaned as I took the beer from her and chugged it all in one drink.

"Woah slow your role boo," Demi laughed as I got another can of beer.

I ignored her and chugged the next one as well.

"Jealous much?" Demi smirked.

"Oh please," I rolled my eyes. "That slut is berly wearing any clothes."

"Not true. I mean she does have some bandages covering up her nipples and vagine hoe," Demi laughed.

I laughed as I glared at the girl.

"Bitches name is Candice. I got all the 411 on her," Demi smirked.

"Tell me!"

"Wait but I thought you were jealous," she sarcasticly said while smiling.

"Shut up and tell me," I hissed.

"Fine but only because I know you like him," she grinned. "Well her name is Candice, she's a prostitute and she just happens to be Justin's favorite. She thinks that Justin loves her blah blah blah but everyone knows he doesn't. She comes every Friday, saturday and Sunday just for him. At one point Justin was like her owner and only he could have her but not any more."

"I knew he wasn't serious.." I mumbled.

"He's Justin Bieber. He isn't a relationship serious guy... we all know he just wants a good fuck."

Doesn't stop me from being jealous...

"It's okay to like him... I mean c'mon I think he's fucking hot but I know I shouldn't and can't get involved with him. You should know that too," she said sincerely.

"I know, I know I wouldn't," I lied.

I watched as Justin and Candice walked into his office.

My stomach felt as if it was just stabbed by a thousands knifes.

A feeling I have never felt before and I didn't like it.

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(A/N)

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