Why Fall For Him

chapter 27

A/N:

I know it's been a while since I last updated but I just started freshman year a few weeks ago and haven't had much time to write. Plus, my phone broke four months ago. Hopefully I'll get a new phone soon. Also, I hope you enjoy this chapter, hopefully chapter 28 won't be too far away!

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I haven't spoken to or seen Justin in nearly a month, since he left the hospital. It drives me crazy not seeing him. I haven't slept in days and my mind runs a mile a minute. Our midnight laughs and kisses are all I think about- the emotion and passion he expresses whilst kissing me. The distance between us drowns me.

George comes up from behind and drapes his arms around my neck, smothering me with kisses. He comforts me in my worst of days. He makes me feel alive and loved but nothing compares to the way Justin makes me feel. I hate comparing the two being that they are so different from each other. He sits next to me on the couch, curling up beside me; I smile and heave a sigh. "What?" he says and pauses for just a second then says, "Why such a heavy sigh? Huh?" His words are no louder than a whisper. Slightly, I shake my head.

"Just thinking. About us, about everything." I say and turn to him and faintly smile. He returns the smile.

"Tell me."

I am confused and maybe I don't know what I want but I am stuck between two people I love and maybe I love Justin a little more, afterall we have been through more together. I look at Justin and I see a future. I look at George and I see my best friend. I want to be truthfull, i want him to know what I feel; i want him to spoil me with his kisses, to hold me and reasure me it's him; that it will always be him but instead i struggle to find the right words to say so I heave a sigh and say, "I need to get out. I need like, a girls night. Just me and a few girlfriends." I say. I run my fingers through my hair then extend my arm across the cushions of the couch. He runs his hands up and down my thigh nodding an "okay".

"It's just I'm so overwhlemed and confused with the whole situation with Justin and being a new mom. I havn't been able to work since the baby came. I'm just like, so overwhelmed. I just need night out." I say quicker than i intend to. I pucker out my bottom lip.

"Should i be worried?" He asks as he continues to run his hand against my thigh.

I shake my head and bluntly reply, "No."

"Okay babe. I love you."

We say our " I love you's " and playfully argue about who loves one another more. After fighting for a few minutes he kisses me and hisses "I love you" in a creppy-deep scratchy tone. I laugh and cringe my nose as I lean in to kiss him and say, "Fine you win." He smiles and kisses me. My heart melts, oh how I do love him.

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I feel like a teenager again as i spend hours infront of the mirror, putting my make up on and changing outfits several times before I"m finally satisfied. I can remeber doing the same about ten years ago, when I was only fourteen years of age. I end up wearing a black jumper with matching high heels. My make up and hair look perfect. I had debated on straightening my hair or leaving it with its natural curl for days but, end up leaving it with its natural curl. However, I do curl a few strands of hair.I smile at my reflection which, for a second I refuse to believe is myslef. I look as young I ever have before. I feel young and beautiful as I stand infront of my reflection.

I can't help but smile when I see George's jaw drop when I walk into the living room. He is absolutly stunned. I feel my cheeks warm, I am flattered. He holds Tessa in his arms, holds her hands in his and points to me and says, "I'm not sure if I want mommy walking through the streets of New York looking as beautiful as she does," he pauses, his shifts from mine to hers. "What do you think?" he asks her, as if she could respond. Gently, he shakes her head and we both laugh. He begs me to allow him to take my picture, finally I give in.

"Mommy will be back soon," I tell Tessa as i smother her with kisses, never wanting to leave my precious daughter.

"Have fun baby." George kisses my cheek and unfortunetly I have to hand Tessa back over to him.

"I will. Love you, babe." I say before he kisses me. I hate to leave and I even start to cancle my plans but don't.

I meet up with a few girlfriends and we all chat and discuss everything that's been going on lately. We dine at this fine restraunt in the city. The atmosphere is great, the lights are dimmed and the tables are lined with fine white table cloth. We all pass the night with deep; girly conversation, laughs and drinks. My head begins to ache from the amount of alcohol I consumed. I wonder, how did Justin do this on a daily basis ? I soon put the thought aside realizing it doesn't matter. Everyone leaves soon after eleven with the exception of Ashley and I. We decide to take a walk along side the city.

"So, are you single now or what's going on with you?" She asks.

"Actually, do you remeber George?" I ask her and her eyes widen.

"No! Stop, you have to kidding me! You're dating him?"

"Yes," I squeal in excitment. "I couldn't be happier Ash." I don't know who I'm trying to convince, myself or my long term bestfriend.

"So, Justin is out of the picture?" I frown. I'm not sure myself.

"Uhhmm, yeah." I lie. She knows all about Justin from his lies to his alcohall addiction. Although there is one thing she does not of; the absuse. My relationship with Justin caused me to loose my bestfriend and though it's been a while, she still sees through my lies.

"Anyway, I should get going." She says after a few seconds of silence. "Text me when you get home."

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"Selena," shouts a faint voice from behind. A voice that sounds all too familiar. I get all queasy inside before turning around.

Just when I thought I could get over you!

I couldn't be happier to see him. I forget about all of the sleepless nights I spent thinking about him, wondering where he was and if he was okay or not. I stand in silence in a loss for words. His gaze meets mine, and I hate the way it makes feel inside.