One Shots (Justlena/Jelena)

Party *Rated R*

Selena's POV

"Selena please come with me" Demi pouted as she kneeled on my bed just at the end of my feet as I had my knees up high with my book resting against my thighs. "Dems you know I hate parties" I groaned never looking up from my page. 

"How can you hate parties if you have never been to one?" Demi questioned as she crossed her arms across her chest. "Nothing you say will change my mind so stop trying" I shot at her finally lifting my head to look at her. 

"Why can't you come? Just this one time? For me?" she finished with a cute doggy face. The one I can never resist. "Fine. But only for a bit. I expect to be home before 11 got it?" I warned only to hear her cheer as she began to jump up and down on my bed causing me to let out a soft laugh. 

I should probably tell you why I hate high school parties. 

Basically, I hate people. 

I'd rather stay in my room and do absolutely nothing than to go to a high school party filled with drunken, hormonal teenagers and rooms smelling like weed and cigarettes and all that shit.

I pretty much have a routine. I go to school, and come straight home. I don't need to work because my mom is a nurse and my dad is a doctor. So I don't need to worry about that. As for friends, Demi is my only friend. I mean yeah I talk to other people at school, but I only talk to them about school. 

It's not that I'm a loser or anything. I mean people love talking to me. I'm not ugly, but I'm also not hot. I'm not funny, but I'm not boring. I just simply don't like people. I'm nice to them, but I hate them. But since Demi is my best friend, I guess one party won't kill me. Unless I die of boredom, which is most likely to happen. 

"Who's party is this anyways?" I asked Demi who began to roam through my walk-in closet. Probably looking for something for me to wear. "Justin's" she replied simply and I swear my eyes popped out of my head. "Wait, Justin as in Justin Bieber?" I asked her for clarification. "Yeah" she said with a questioning look on her face as she looked over in my direction.  

"Demi! You know I hate that idiot!" I yelled only to hear my dad yell from the hallway telling me to watch my language making me roll my eyes. "You won't even see him" Demi said finally walking out of my closet with my red dress. 

"I hate you, you know that?" I asked grabbing the dress from her hand. "Yeah I know, you hate everyone" Demi responded making the both of us laugh. 

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"Damn you look hot" Demi said once I walked out of my bathroom making me chuckle. "No I don't" I said before I felt Demi grab my arm and tugged me over so I stood in front of my body mirror. I looked at myself to see my dress still fit perfectly around my body, bringing out my small curves. The strapless dress made my boobs pop up a little bit more as the length made my long tan legs stand out. 

"I look like a slut" I commented only to earn a slap on my arm from Demi. "You look amazing so shut up" she said before we heard my mom come in behind us. "Woah, a little too dressed up for a party don't you think?" my mom laughed. Yeah my mom is cool like that. As long as I don't drink and drive, or smoke weed and drive, or have unprotected sex. Basically I can do that kind of stuff just I can't be stupid with it. 

"Come on Sel. Party started an hour ago" Demi started before grabbing her purse off of my bed and left my room leaving me with my mom. "Call me if you need a ride ok?" my mom said as I grabbed my purse as well. "Don't worry. I will" I replied before kissing her cheek and met Demi in her car before she pulled out and we made our way to Bieber's house. 

"Ugh there's too many people here" I groaned as we pulled up in his long driveway leading up to his mansion. His yard was full of parked cars and people running around in bikinis and swim trunks and people dancing to the music blasting from the house on the back of the trucks. And then there was me.