✔️Cover By: secuteari
Selena is diagnosed with lupus. She doesn't beleive it at first, but one day her and Justin's secret daughter finds her unconscious in the bathroom, Justin comes back into her life after a very public breakup.
Today was the day, the day that my little girl was going to be under the same roof as me once again. Justin had called me an hour prior saying that he was packing Noelle's stuff. When I asked to speak with her, he said that she was asleep on his bed. Not going to lie, that hurt a little, but I understood not wanting to wake her up, she usually didn't sleep well at night.
Now, I sat on the couch, waiting for the security guard to call up. I was fidgety, playing with my fingers, bouncing my leg up and down, constantly checking the time on my watch. I was so nervous, it had been so long.
I remember when this house was first bought, we had bought with the idea of starting a family so soon, of being together. Justin was so excited, looking for a fresh start, he had already gone through so much in that year. So when I found out, I was so scared to tell him, we hadn't talked since that last time we had gotten together, the one that Noelle was ultimately conceived in. Yet, I put that behind me and realized that I had a miracle growing inside of me, our miracle.
"Selena why do you feel the need to fly out there? Of all places, Miami! Especially now. If any paparazzi spots you, you know exactly what the headlines are going to be." my mom, who was also my manager, spoke on the other end of the phone. She had gotten word that I had booked a flight to Miami, and immediately called me.
"Mom I'm already at the terminal, I'm secluded by bodyguards. Nothing is going to happen. Don't worry." I hung up, I couldn't worry about my mom freaking out, because me, myself, I was freaking out for a completely different reason.
The terminal was strangely empty, yet I felt like it was closing in on me. I just needed to breathe. But I couldn't.
The EMT said that I had collapsed from stress. Noting was to be worried about, but they mentioned the one thing that was causing be said stress.
"Ma'am did you know that you are pregnant?" one of the guys in the white shirt asked. I nodded my head in response.
"I suggest when you get home you seek out your doctor and get some prenatal pills. We found out through your elevated blood pressure. Please stay away from any unnecessary stress." the same guy spoke again.
Stress? Check.
Unnecessary stress? Just take a deep breathe, because you know how much this baby means.
Again I nodded my head, not finding the power within me to speak. The EMTs helped me up from the bed they had put me on.
"Thank you." I managed to mumble.
"Ms. Gomez, the plane has arrived." one of my bodyguards told me, looking around for any possible threats.
Once more I nodded, before getting my small carry on. I didn't expect to be in Miami for that long.
The flight allowed me to think. I had no opportunity to turn back now. This was going to mark the start of something I wasn't sure I was prepared for.
How was he going to react?
Sometime during the flight I fell asleep and was woken up in Miami. The bodyguards took every precaution to not get me noticed. It worked. I found myself at the hotel that I had booked a room in. I was just going to drop off my bag and leave.
The only flaw in my plan was the fact that I had no clue where Justin was.
In my room, I sat on the bed just trying to figure out how I would be able to talk to him.
Maybe I should have called.
But this is not something you can tell someone over the phone.
My conscience fought with itself. But it didn't matter, I had to tell him one way or another. This child was going to be ours, part him and part me. Justin had a right to know.
My mind was foggy from all of my inner turmoil, that I failed to remember that Justin is a celebrity, much like me, and the people that I was trying to avoid might be the key in finding him.
I unlocked my phone and opened Instagram, searching for TMZ.
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tmz_tv Justin Bieber has been spotted entering The Setai Miami Beach, his hotel, after leaving his Deposition. 👤justinbieber 655 likes 10 comments
The post was from a few minutes prior, meaning he had to be there. Luckily, his hotel was only a few minutes away from mine.
I can do this.
Come on, all you have to do is tell him.
It's two words, that's it.
I had to try to convince myself to get up. I had come all this way to tell him, but I wasn't even sure I would be able to do it. I was so close, I knew where he was, I was right there. But I was so scared.
Finally building up enough courage to get up, I called for a car to come pick me up, through the back exit of the hotel. The walk from hotel to hotel was about six minutes, but I couldn't afford to be seen.
I made my way down the elevator, avoiding eye contact with anyone, I kept my head down. I walked directly to the front desk, and finally looked up at the lady standing behind it.
"Excuse me, I have a car waiting for me out back, do you mind walking with me or sending someone to walk with so that I don't run into any security problems?" I didn't feel the need to introduce myself, I kind of hoped I wouldn't have to.
"Sure can I have you key card to identify who you are. It's just hotel policy Ms.Gomez." she knew who I was, and thankfully wasn't freaking out because of it. Instead she was acting professional, I respected that.
"It's no problem." I handed her my card, and she began to type away on her keyboard.
"Alright, I will be walking you down. Is there anything else I can do for you?" I shook my head, before I followed her out to the door. By the time we got there, my car was already there.
I got to Justin's hotel and started freaking out again. I didn't know what room he was in, that was another problem. I had to remind myself I couldn't be victim to unnecessary stress.
Just get out of the car and figure it out.
I walked through the lobby, again looking down at my feet. This time this technique worked against me, I bumped into someone.
But it wasn't just anyone, of course it wasn't.
"Selena?"
Alright, this is the first time I've updated this book since November, I'm sorry. I couldn't update until today, due to yesterday's holiday. HTM should be updated in the next few hours, if not early tomorrow morning. ~Thisgirl_reads
