I'm Gonna Love You Through It

Part 2

I'm gonna love you through it

Part 2

*Selena's POV*

I had been sitting in my room for a while when I look over and I see Justin Bieber. I had to blink a few times to make sure it was real. He was looking at me, pointing too. I watched as he made his way over to my door and knocked.

My jaw dropped and I looked down at my hospital gown, there was no hope of making that look better so I smiled and called for him to come in.

Justin and I talked for a long time. He was just as nice as I had always imagined. He was very good with people but he had to be for the business he was in. We talked about everything under the moon.

"So, how long have you been coming here?" he sat in the chair next to my bed as he asked me this.

I sighed lightly. I hated talking about what I had. "I've been getting treatment for just over 4 years now"

He nodded, "I'm sorry you have to go through this. It must be tough. I could never do it."

"It could be worse. I could be dead."

"But you are a fighter I can tell," he smiled at me.

I blushed looking down before I changed the subject.

We talked for what seemed like forever but was only a few hours, I looked over at my little clock on the table. I couldn't believe that much time had gone. Usually the hospital time passes so slow but with Justin it wasn't so bad.

"When do you come back?" he asked me as he stood up one hand on the door knob.

"I'm here every Wednesday," I answered sadly.

"Then I will see you next Wednesday."

"See you Wednesday," and I couldn't help but smile.

*Justins POV*

I walked out of the room smiling. That wasn't half as bad as I imagined it would be. The girls name was Selena and she wasn't that bad really. Scooter smiled and nodded. "Good job today kid."

I got into my car and sat back against my seat letting the day rewind in my head. Selena had shared a lot with me. She must not get a lot of visitors. I could tell by the way she sometimes stuttered that she might have some kind of learning disorder as well.

This girl had it so hard. I could tell her hair was starting to fall out and her skin look pale and sickly. I wondered how long the doctors had given her. Must not have been long by the looks of her.

She wasn't an ugly girl by any means, what was left of her hair was long and a dark brown. Her eyes were a sparking brown and she had the most amazing smile.

She was defiantly different. She wasn't like anyone I had ever met.

I had to snap myself out of the kind of mind. This was for business and business only.