12. We Dont Talk Anymore

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'Okay Miley, here we are.'
'Im scared Sel.'
'What is the thing you are scared about?'
'You'll see. Maybe if you're here he would be much normal than other time.' Miley claimed.
'Mom and Justin are already home.' I looked around and saw there was a black car outside in the parking lot.

Ding dong~
'Coming!' A woman voice yelled inside.
'Miley you-'
'Oh hey young woman, you're Selena right?'
'Yah, and you're Mrs Bieber right?'
'Oh com'mon call me Pattie.'
'Okay Pattie.' I answered.
'Mom I want to get in the house.' Miley rolled her eyes.
'Okay come in.'
We entered and Justin was already sitting on sofa crossing his arms, frowning his eyebrows.
'Justin! Do you want to make me die of anger!'
'Are you fucking kidding me! You knew our family and the Richies are rivals.'
'I really love her mom!'
'You really love her.' Pattie said with a sarcastic tone.
'Mom! Why can't you understand! I love her.' Every time when I heard Justin said he loved Sofia, my heart aches. It felt so bad, I wanted to scream so much. But I thought that Justin really liked her. So I decided to help and I interrupted.

'Pattie...' I said.
'Yes can I help you Selena?'
'I know it's not my place to say it but if Justin really likes or even loves Sofia, you as his mom should be happy for him. Besides you and Mr Bieber and Richies are rivals doesn't mean that your son and their daughter can't be a couple.'
Right after I finished what I had to say, the whole room was filled with death silence.
'By the way I have to go. Thanks for having me here.' I said with smile and Justin rolled his eyes at me. My smile disappears and left the Bieber Residence.

15:26

Charlie: Hey Sel

Selena: Hey Charlie:)

Selena: What's up?

Charlie: Should we
do a collaboration
together?

Charlie: I'm at my house

Selena: Where?

Charlie: Hollywood
boulevard

Selena: Okay sure I'm
coming in 20 minutes

Charlie: Okay 😌
Seen

20 minutes later ~
'Hey Sel.'
'Hey Charlie.'
'Jacob, this is Selena. Selena, this is Jacob one of the songwriters well actually there's only two.'
'Where should we do  the record?'
'My closet.'
'Are you kidding me?'
'No.'
'O-kay.'
'Let's do this.'
'First section.'

I just hope you're lying next to somebody
Who knows how to love you like me
There must be a good reason that you're gone
Every now and then I think you might want me to
Come show up at your door
But I'm just too afraid that I'll be wrong

'You did so good. Now off to the second section.'

Don't wanna know
If you're looking into her eyes
If she's holdin' onto you so tight
The way I did before
I overdosed
Should've known your love was a game
Now I can't get you out of my brain
Oh, it's such a shame

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