Broken Pieces

Broken Pieces Part 55

*Justin's POV*

"So what are we doing today?" I asked Selena as she stood in the bathroom putting on her make-up.

"Well, we are meeting with the wedding planner and then we are free for the rest of the day. No recording for either of us."

I smiled as I played with Emma's hair, who was currently laying on our bed with me.

"I was thinking that maybe we could all get some ice cream after we meet with the planner," Selena said sticking her head out of the bathroom.

I sat there admiring her, taking in as much as I could and quickly. I was really lucky. Most guys would kill to have someone like Selena.

Granted, there were still some feeling for Kate but I knew that I was marrying Selena. I was happy with Selena. We were going to have multiple kids together and grow old. We would sit on the front porch while we watched our grandkids play.

"Jay? You okay?" Selena asked slowly stepping closer to me.

I let out a small chuckle and nodded, "I'm perfect."

"Okay... So what do you say?"

"Oh! I completely forgot to tell you that my dad is in town with Jaz and Jax and so I invited everyone to dinner tonight. Brian, Mandy and Gracie, Ryan, Fredo, and even Scooter will be there too," I told Selena.

I heard as she sighed, "I wish you would have told me a little earlier."

"I know, babe. I'm sorry, but with all that's been going on it completely slipped my mind," I tried to explain with my most prized smile.

"Daddy, who is Jaz and Jax?" Emma piped in after a minute.

I had also forgotten that Emma had never met my little brother and sister.

"They are Justin's little brother and sister," Selena answered for me after I didn't answer.

She looked up at me with sad eyes. "What if they don't like me," she whispered.

I pulled her closer to me and kissed her head. "Emmaleigh Pagie Somer-Bieber, if you think that for one minute anyone could not like you, you have gone crazy. You are the most wonderful little girl and you know why? Cause you are just like your daddy."

Selena smiled and plopped onto the bed, "Family hug!"

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"For the last time, Selena I don't care what color the stupid tux are. It means nothing to me," I stressed in harsh tone. I know that I shouldn't have worded what I was trying to say in that way but I was getting so frustrated. This was supposed to be a quick chat. In and out. Yet, we had been here for almost 3 hours and I was tired, Emma was getting bored.

"Justin," Selena said rubbing the bridge of her nose, "Just go. I've got it."

"We will wait in the car for you," I said standing up.

"No, I mean go. I'll have my mom pick me up on her way to the restaurant. I'll see you there," she said as calm as she could.

*Selena's POV*

Justin and I had small fights every now and then but with Emma around I didn't want them to get out of control. I want Emma to know what we love each other. I don't want her to grow up saying I don't want to be like my parents, they were always fighting.

"I'm sorry for him. He's just been stressed with work," I said with my best fake smile plastered on my face.

I understood where he was coming from. For a guy this isn't the most fun thing in the world, but I like to do this. To me this is fun and I want him to be involved. I don't want it to be my wedding; I want it to be our wedding. I wanted us both to be involved.

The least he could've done was pretend to care. Instead he was acting like a child, and he knew that irritated me more than anything. Honestly, he was lucky that there were people and Emma around or I would have gone hormonal on him and it would have not been pretty.

We finished up the rest of the plans with the planner before I stood up to leave. I thanked her again and made another excuse for Justin's behavior before going out of the building to call my mom.

"Hello?" My mom asked through the phone. I smiled as I heard Gracie crying in the background.

"Hey mom. Are you on your way to dinner yet?" I asked hopeful.

"Yeah, we just left."

"Can you pick me up? Justin and I got into a little spat and I told him to go on without me and that I would have you pick me up," I explained.

"Sure honey. Where are you?"

"Wedding planner's." I could hear her talk to Brian before agreeing and saying they were on their way.