One Hundred Forty Three.

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by bhadbieber

by bhadbieber

*Justin's P.O.V*

"So, babe," I began to say, as I was watching a movie with Lila, that she was super interested in. Jenna was napping. "I'm making a movie."

She looked up at me and smiled.

"That sounds great! What's it called? What's it about?" She asked, wrapping her arm around my torso and resting her head against my chest. I ran my fingers through her hair and began to explain.

"Well it's kind of about my life, the battles I went through with myself, the amount of girls I would constantly hook up with to keep my mind off the one girl that caused me a lot of grief," I shrugged. She furrowed her brows and looked up.

"Selena?" She croaked.

"Yeah, I'm trying to put all the heartbreak I went through to the surface, you know, as a way to let people know I've moved on. I'm happier now," I say. She scrunched her nose a bit, nodded and looked down.

"That's great," she whispered.

"But what I really wanted to tell you is that there's gonna be a significant scene where I have to get intimate with a girl, and-"

"Wait-"

"And I have to basically make out with her and everything, and before you get mad, it's an act, babe, I'm gonna be acting," I emphasize, as her guard is let down.

"Can I trust you around those type of situations, Justin?"

I was taken aback by her comment, and I tilted my head.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I don't know, considering the amount of times you've been unfaithful to me," she shrugged. I opened my mouth slightly, surprise at what she was getting at.

"Lila, I'm not fighting about this. I thought telling you would make the situation better, you know, honesty and all, but of course, you being you, you have to bring up my past mistakes-"

"Me being me? What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" She slowly sat up. Her voice getting louder by the second.

"Yes, you being you. You always do this. You always being up my past as if I haven't proven to you that I'm better now, and that I've been making our relationship better, Lila," I said, kissing my teeth and looking away from her.

"You can't blame me for being a little skeptical about it, Justin," she whined.

"It's an act. I'm going to be acting, it's not like I'm gonna fucking like it," I snapped.

"Oh? Making out with models doesn't intrigue you?" she chuckled. "That's something I haven't heard before."

"Stop," I raised my eyebrows and pointed my finger at her.

"Stop what? Stop being worried?!" She yelled. I shut my eyes tightly and breathed in. I knew she was going to wake up Jenna and I was right. Jenna's screams echoed through the house from her nursery, I quickly got up and went towards the door.

"I'm gonna go get what you caused to start crying," I said, calmly.

"What a gentleman, actually taking care of your daughter when she starts crying instead of making me do it," I rolled my eyes at her statement and went to the nursery to comfort Jenna.

I picked her up ever so slowly, along with her blanket and wrapped it around her, rocking her back and forth, humming soothingly.

"Mommy's being a little pain, isn't she?" I whispered to her, pecking her nose. I knew that Lila could hear me through the baby monitor so I continued. "She never wants to listen, she's always mad at Daddy."

I stroked her forehead with my finger gently, which caused a small smile to appear, which made me melt inside.

Jenna would never fail to make me happy.