Louder Than Words

Chapter 9

~ Justin's P.O.V ~

I covered my face with my hands as I sprawled out onto my couch, trying to get my head around everything.

Selena was getting married to a guy that she obviously had no interest in. Even if she said he was sweet and all of that bullshit she still kissed me.. Well, kissed me back in the toilets. So he can't mean that much to her, right?

I could've had her. She could've been here with me right now if I didn't make the mistake of getting with Carrie. Hell, just my luck that Selena showed up at my door, huh?

I saw the look on her face as she tried to act completely fine with Carrie wrapping her arms around my bare chest. I could tell she wanted to cry and honestly, I felt horrible. After she left I told Carrie to go home, I couldn't continue with her after seeing Selena. There was no way I could do that.

Then when she told me that she was meeting up with a friend, who was a boy I couldn't help but get defensive. I thought she was only saying that to make me jealous but then I saw them together, getting out of his car and holding hands, hell, if it wasn't for the fact that we were outside a crowded club I would've ripped them two apart and then kick the crap out of Chase for touching my girl.

My girl.

I don't care about Chase or Carrie or my past mistakes. She was my girl. I knew that from the very first kiss that I was in trouble. The jolt of warmth, nerves, happiness and joy all rolled into one. That's something that I've never experienced before.

Seeing her sitting alone at the park that night, asking a question to herself, I was instantly drawn to her. Ok, I'll admit that it was a little weird but there's nothing wrong with that. Then when she turned to look at me, that was when I realized just how gorgeous she was.

So what did I mess around with Carrie?

Because I was scared. I don't want to feel like this. I hate thinking about her every waking hour and then dreaming about her later that night. To feel like I'm on top of the world when I'm around her, acting like a complete idiot.. Who'd want to feel like that?

Not me anyways.

The thought of love scares the crap out of me. I'm terrified that I'll mess it up with her. I hate the thought of hurting her. Love doesn't usually happen to guys like me, what'd I do to deserve it? Sleep with tons and tons of girls and then not remember their names later on.

Too late now though.

I, Justin Bieber, am in love with Selena Gomez.

A knock on the door made me jump and snap out of my thoughts. I quickly got up, praying that it was Selena. I pulled the door open, instantly regretting it when I saw Carrie standing there wearing a pair of skin tight jeans, a tight tank top that showed everything that she barely had.

I stared at her blankly.

"Baby!" She squealed, jumping into my arms.

I was quick to peel my body away from hers and take a step back.

"Carrie uh.. What are you doing here?" I frowned.

"Am I not allowed to visit you?" She questioned, "Even after we had-"

"Whoa." I stopped her, "We barely done anything."

"Oh right, I forgot that you kicked me out after that other girl showed up at your door and ran away crying like a four year old girl." She snickered.

I glared at her, "Her name's Selena."

"Whatever her name is, I don't really care." She replied, "Either way, she looked like she came from the side of the road."

I clenched my fists, trying to control the sudden wave of anger that flowed through me, "We both know that isn't true."

She laughed and shook her head, "Whatever you say baby."

"It's not and I'm not your baby." I replied in a tight voice.

She walked over to me and ran her fingers up my chest, "You seem a little tense honey.. I could help-"

"Stop it Carrie." I snapped, "What happened the other day was a mistake, ok? You don't mean anything to me, I'm sorry, but it's true.. You have to go. Now."

She stared at me in shock, "Justin c'mon-"

"Carrie." I growled, "I'm dead serious here. Get out."

She scoffed and backed away from me.

"You'll regret this later Justin." She hissed before slamming the door.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I ran my hands through my hair and sat back down on my couch.

All of this over one girl?

I think I'm going crazy.

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