Justin's POV (yay or nay?)
There are different types of kiss. A friendly kiss; on the cheek, on the forehead, or even in the lips without meaning it romantically. But this kiss does feel anything but friendly. This feel so much more. It's felt like years since I last kissed her, and it fucking still feel the same.
There are different types of reaction. She could have push me away –liked I told her to– , and stormed out. Or push me away and rant for full five minutes on how wrong this is and how asshole I was and walk out. Or pull away then greet me goodbye with a hard slap or two if she wanted.
But she didn't.
I guess she wasn't kissing back but not pulling away either. She stood frozen, her body pressed against mine. Her hands stilled on my chest, and I doubt she missed my fast heart beating.
Suddenly, her hands came up between us, pressed against my chest, clutching my shirt tightly, and...
she pushed me away.
“This is wrong.” she ran her fingers through her hair, panicking.
“I am so—”
I almost thought I was going insane and started being delusional –if I wasn't already. Her hand cupped the back of my head then pulled it down against hers.
Selena's POV
Fireworks are going off. Birds are chirping aside. It felt like its only the two of us and no one else matters for me.
My mind and heart was keeping me in the dark, but Justin lightened it. It's clear and accurate to me now.
Justin's kiss felt like my first kiss. It was gentle and spontaneous.
To my disappointment, he pulled away. “I miss you... so damn much. I've been torturing myself, I can't stand it anymore. I hate seeing you with him. It kills me deep inside.”
I felt my eyes become watery as I stared at him without saying anything. I want to know more how and what he felt but...
“I tried... I tried... But being only friends with you is just fucking impossible. I tried to find someone else. Yeah I did, but they help me forget, sometimes, but— I can't ever pull myself to love any of them, it's just... Because I had you—you are... I can't see myself with anyone... I can't see you with him... I know I'm being selfish...but... please be with me.”
His last words slapped me hard in the face back to reality.
I was shocked that I stiffened under him. He didn't seem to be joking, he looked so serious. Sudden flash of guilt and regret wash through me, I know this is wrong.
His next words sliced me, alive. “Please, baby... Please, Hailey...”
To be honest, I had planned this shit to be happen before even....Jailey....
happened...
Justin is an asshole, isn't he?
He's a fuckin' jerk!
He's fucking idiot!
He's a fucking fucktard!
He's a fuckin' stupid bitch!
He's such a———
Okay, I think it's too much.....
But no he's fucking JERK! He's an asshole! He's an asshole! He's an asshole! IDIOT!———
I think it's too much now? Or still not? HE'S A FUCKING ASSHOLE! HE IS AN ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE! BITCH! STUPID! IDIOT! ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE!
Lmao okay I'll stop 😷
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What We Ended Over A Text❤
Fanfiction[ BOOK TWO ] C O M P L E T E D ✔ Everything has changed. Or at least they thought it has. Feelings, passion, trust, and love replaced with disgust, hatred and lust. What will happen if they meet, text rather, again? Will the history repeats itself...
