Drifting Part 1
Justin’s POV
“Can’t you spend today with me?” She begged, following me glance at my car as we battled it out on the side walk.
I sighed, noting her pajamas and matted hair. I told her I was coming by to say hello, not to stay. She wasn’t even ready for me, why did I even try?
“I don’t think you understand Selena. I have had this basketball game planned with Chaz and Ryan since last month.” I explained, checking my watch and realizing I was already late and the court was clear across town.
“But I leave tomorrow.” She frowned.
“That isn’t my problem.” I spat, walking back to the car and slamming the door behind me. I started the car immediately, forcefully driving off and refusing to look back at her.
It wasn’t my fault that she couldn’t be with my yesterday, a day I had blocked off just for her and I. She had some stupid hair appointment, and then went and worked some more on her clothing line. Completing disregarding the sacrifice I had made for her, and I was getting sick of it. I could feel us slowly slipping away from each other, day by day. Plans got changed or rearranged, showing that both parties weren’t as enthusiastic about going to the event. And most of all, saying ‘I love you’ became more rehearsed than her wizards lines.
I sped off down the road, only imaging what she looked like. I assumed she was huddled up on the sidewalk, crying. I cringed, ashamed at my actions. My hands started to sweat, and I considered turning the car around.
Then I realized this fight had been long coming, and that we needed it. I wasn’t sure how it was going to play out, but I knew it was necessary. Fighting brought everything to the table, we would get it all out in the open. All those feelings I knew she had been bottling up inside, and everything I had been keeping from her. I took a turn, and got onto the highway. It was flooded with cars, LA traffic was a bitch. I didn’t want to wait, i didn’t want to just sit here. It wasn’t that I was missing out on the boys basketball game, it was that I was alone with my thoughts. The feeling crept throughout my body, regret tingling my spine. I turned on the radio, hearing the tail end of one of my songs.
“And that was ‘Somebody to Love’ by Justin Bieber.” The radio man began, “looks as if Justin did find somebody to love. Who exactly? The singer of this next song. Selena Gomez and the Scene, ‘I Love You Like a Love Song.”
He announced the song, the familiar tune and voice filling my ears.
“It’s been said and done, every beautiful thoughts been already sung.” She sang, and I hit the button to turn off the radio, with a punch.
I looked around at the traffic, noting that I hadn’t moved an inch. I looked at the passenger seat, seeing her hair clips and emergency flip flops were deserted in the foot basin. I frowned, picking up the pink hair tie and tucking it in my pocket.
I sighed, checking my phone. 3 Missed Calls from Ryan, and four ‘where are you?’ texts from Chaz.
“Great.”
I called them back, letting them know I was stuck in traffic and that I wouldn’t be able to make it. They were disappointed, but I didn’t really care. I maneuvered my way out of the highway, going a back road to my house. This nagging feeling telling me to turn back, to go towards Selena’s house followed me the entire way home. I ignored it, just like she had ignored me yesterday.
Selena’s POV
There I sat, alone on the paved sidewalk staring out at the sun. It was a warm August day, nothing special. It was on my one day off, before I left for a press run for Wizards. I woke up late, so when Justin swung by for a few minuets, I was still asleep. I had finally heard it and ran downstairs. I followed him out to his truck, suggesting all the fun things we could do. Finally he told me he had other plans, with his friends. I reminded him that it was my last day in LA for weeks, but he showed no mercy. He got in his car and sped off, not turning back. I guess that is what hurt the most, that he didn’t care enough to make sure I was alright.
