What We Ended Over A Text❤

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Selena's POV

As soon as Taylor finally let me come with her, I quickly peel myself off Justin, whose sprawled out of the bed with his thick, built arms around me. I carefully remove each of his arm, then discreetly placing them down the bed.

I guess I hadn't been really careful or he just got sixth sense. He stirs a little, before slowly fluttering his eyes open. He look up at me under his thick, long lashes. “Where are you going?”

I smile at him, leaning over to kiss his nose. “Out.”

He frowned, waiting for an accurate answer.

I sat up, leaning my head back to the headboard. “With Taylor. She wants to a have brunch with me and some quality girl time.”

A lie, since I kind of beg her for it.

He followed my movements, scooting toward me. “I can go with you, haven't heard from Tay for a long time.”

I give him a look. “Oh, is that so? I can't think of any other Justin Bieber telling Taylor about the thing that's going between us.” I push my bottom lip, pretending to think.

He chuckled, he slides his hands on my side pulling me to him. He made me look to his beautiful eyes. “No other than this hottie.”

I playfully roll my eyes, shoving him backwards, but he's way stronger than me so before I could even move him an inch, his lips were already on mine. I fell into the kiss, slow and passionate.

We can stay like this forever. In each other's arms, sharing wonderful moments together.

I had to push him back, needing to go and change. “Tay don't have the whole day.”

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The time I made it to the café, I breathe a sigh of relief. Taylor, alone, sat at the far side of the room, probably avoiding attention drawing on her.

I make my way to her, sporting a bright smile as I wave to her way. “Tay!” She instantly shoot up, opening her arms for a hug. A bone crushing hug, even.

“I missed you, girlie.”

“Missed you too, Sel,” she kissed my cheek. “You looked so flush, pretty dude,” she commented letting go of me and gesturing me to sit. I took a seat and so did she. I shrugged one shoulder, not responding.

“Are you nervous to see her again?” she asked, tapping her fingers on the glass table. I shrugged again.

“You know it's not really all on her. She was wild and immature back then, wanting someone she can't have. It was a mistake but an intended one,” she said. “Regardless, it was still a mistake she wanted and felt guilty for.”

“I know. She used to send me apologies back then before I told her to fuck off,” I sighed.

She sipped on her—tea, I suppose—cup, and scanned my face. “She'd be here in any second now. I know that you're smart enough not to cause any scene but also smart not to let her bitch about you.”

I nodded, a smile ghosting over my lips. “Of course.”

“Taylor!” We heard a girl's voice called out from behind. We both turn around, seeing Ariana looking ever so beautiful in a mini dress. She smiles brightly—brighter than mine, her eyes twinkle with relief and joy. But it slowly fade when she finally spot me sitting behind Taylor. She stops in front of us and tried to keep up with her smile, but not as bright. “Oh... hey, Selena.”

“Hi,’’ I replied quietly, flashing her a small smile. She smiles back at me then look away.

“Take a seat, Ari. Sure, you didn't mind Sel being here. She's a hot stuff you won't wanna miss.”