Louder Than Words

Chapter 3

Selena's POV:

I still couldn't believe that I was here. Sitting at a table in some fancy restaurant that my mom picked out with my parents, Chase and his parents.

Just get it over and done with.. I kept telling myself over and over again in my head.

It was torture. I didn't like Chase, at all and I'm not just saying that because I have to marry the guy. He's stuck way too far up his own ass. Sure, there's nothing wrong with people being proud of what they accomplished throughout their years but when you go on about it for over thirty minutes, that's how you can tell the difference from proud and cocky.

His parents on the other hand, well, they're just as bad. They think they're all that and like their son, they act like their shit don't stink.

"Tell me a little bit about yourself Selena." Chase said, looking directly at me.

I stopped pushing my salad around my plate with a fork and let it drop to the plate. I looked up at Chase before sitting back in my chair.

"There's nothing to tell." I replied simply.

"Oh come on." He urged, "Don't be shy."

Again, there's a difference between being shy and just keeping your mouth shut to stop yourself from insulting him in many different ways.

"I'm not shy." I answered in a tight voice, "Unlike you, I haven't done much with my life, I'm just your average teenage girl.. Well... Sort of. Most teenage girls aren't forced into marrying people that they don't know."

My mom and dad just sat across from me, smiling nervously while Chase and his parents just stared. Chase let out a dry chuckle and smiled at me, I could tell that he was only putting it on for everyone else's benefit. It was obvious that he was angered by my words.

"Don't worry about that Selena." He smiled, "We have an eternity to get to know each other."

"An eternity?" I scoffed, "Why did you pull that one from? Do you honestly think that I'll allow myself to go through with this?"

I stood up from my chair and grabbed my coat.

"I don't know what the hell is wrong with you people." I frowned, "But there is no way in hell that I'm ever going to marry Chase."

As I said that, I shot my parents a look of hate and walked out of the restaurant, getting a few glances from people who were sitting near our table. They probably heard everything. I didn't care. It's not as if they can do anything about it.

* * * * *

After what felt like hours of walking, I finally reached the park. My feet were killing me from the high heels that my mom forced me to wear. I sat on a park bench and kicked off my high heels, letting them fall to the ground.

"Do you always do this?"

I jumped at the sound of someone talking. I looked up and saw none other than Justin, standing no more than just a few feet away from me.

"God dammit Justin!" I frowned, "You scared the crap out of me."

He chuckled and walked over and sat down beside me on the bench.

"Sorry." He smirked, "I thought you had a family thing on tonight? Or did you just say that to get out of hanging out with me?"

"What? No." I replied, "Why would you think that?"

He shrugged, "Sorry, I've never really been rejected by a girl before."

I laughed, "That's obvious."

He chuckled and shrugged, "So how did your family thing go?"

The thought of Chase came back to my head. I wasn't sure if I should tell Justin or not. He'd probably think I come from a family of psychos.

"Not as well as my parents had planned." I replied, "That's for sure."

He chuckled, "Let me guess, you stormed off and decided to spend your night at the park?"

"Pretty much." I smiled, "How'd you know?"

"I had parents just like yours. I came here a lot when I was living with them. It was my only escape."

* * * * *

"It's getting late." I stated, "I guess I should probably get home."

"So soon?" Justin asked, looking at me.

I shrugged, "I can't stay here forever, it'll be getting cold soon and I don't really want to be stuck out here in nothing but a dress when that happens."

I stood up and dusted myself off and looked at Justin who was smiling at me.

"What?" I frowned, feeling a little self conscious of myself.

He stood up and walked over to me, stopping when our bodies were no more than a few inches away from each other.

"Nothing, it's just.."

"What?" I asked as his voice trailed off.

"You're too gorgeous to have to put up all of the stuff that's going on in your life."

Gorgeous?

"That's a little clichè, don't you think?" I giggled, trying to calm myself down.

Don't drag him into your life.

Don't drag him into your life.

Don't drag him into your life.

The voice inside my head kept telling me that as we stared at each other.

Justin chuckled and shrugged, "It's true.. You shouldn't have to put with all of the stuff your parent's make you do."

"Oh believe me." I sighed, "You don't know the half of it."

He smiled and placed a hand on my cheek, running his thumb along my skin, giving me a warm sensation. I wanted to pull away, knowing that I shouldn't be selfish and drag him into my life just because he makes me feel happy. My life has already been decided and I know that in the end, I'll have no choice but to marry Chase. Even if it is against my will.

Justin ducked his head, pressing his lips to mine. They fit together perfectly. I couldn't stop myself from wrapping my arms around his neck as his snaked around my waist. Our lips moved in sync and it was just us. There was nobody else around.

Stop it Selena!

That voice screamed in my head again.

Fuck it.

Another one said.

I ignored both of them and continued clinging to Justin.

After a few minutes we pulled back for air. Our foreheads were pressed against each others, both of us breathing heavily.

"Wow." I panted, "You're good."

"Stay with me tonight." Justin said.

"Huh?"

"Stay with me, at my apartment." He repeated, "Come on, you don't really want to go back to your parents, do you?"

"We barely know each other Justin." I said softly.

He chuckled, "I'm not talking about sleeping together, you can sleep in my bed and I'll take the couch, if you want.. Just.. Don't go yet."

I ran over all of the pros and cons in my head. The offer was there, I didn't really want to go back to my parents just yet and.. He is a pretty nice guy. Rough around the edges but he's not that bad.

"Don't try anything on me." I warned, poking him in the chest.

He grinned and pecked my lips again, "Whatever you want."

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