Eighteen

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Eighteen

(Selena's POV)

Justin stared at Alfredo, not saying anything. "Justin?" Alfredo said. Justin shook his head, "You're lying. My dad isn't dead." Justin argued. I sighed and grabbed his hand. "Jay, I'm really sorr-"

"I.. I'll be back." he said, interrupting me and walking off into the bathrooms.

(Justin's POV)

My dad was dead? Why? How? When? I looked in the mirror as memories flooded my mind.

I was 13, two years before I ran away. "Justin! Why were you late!?" my dad screamed. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." I said weakly. "Justin, that doesn't tell me shit!" he screamed. "Dad I'm sorry, okay?" I yelled. he pulled his hand up to slap me but I saw a look in his eyes. A sad look; a guilty look. He out his hand down and looked at me. "Go to your room." he said. And I did so. and it was the first time in a long time that he didn't hit me.

I splashed some water in my face. Trying to get everything out of my head. It was just.. hard. even if my dad beat me, he was still my dad, and I... I loved him. I tried to think of happy things. I was just too hurt. What if my mom is dead too?

I looked at myself in the mirror. I was a mess. I'd messed my hair up, water was dropping from my face. it looked like I just got out of I shower.

I dried my watered face and walked out of the bathroom. Selena's face lit up but I didn't see Alfredo anymore. "Justin, I'm sorry. I-"

"Selena, it's fine." I interrupted her. She looked at me with sad eyes. I sighed and looked at her. "It's fine S-"

I felt her arms wrap around me tight. "Sel?" I said, wrapping my arms around her slightly. "You seriously have no clue how special you are to me." She said without making eye contact. "God I love you." I said, hugging her tightly and picking her up and inch above the ground. After a few minutes we left.

(In the car) (cause I can)

(Selena's POV)

I know Justin is going through a very hard time right now but I couldn't help to think about earlier, he keep saying he loves me and of course I say it back but what even were me and justin ?

"Justin," I said.

"Yes Selena?" Justin replied.

"What are we?" I asked

"Selena," he sighed. "not right now please." He added.

"Justin, I just want to know! it's been killing me forever now! we say I love you but I don't even know what we are. it doesn't make sense.." I argued.

"For fucks sake Sel, I don't know!" He groaned. I stayed silent, I just looked out the window. Has he not even cared or thought about what we are?

I heard him sigh deeply. "I love you... You know that right?" he asked. I didn't answer, I knew he would say more so I decided to let him speak.

"You know how I am. I'm like.. bipolar." He said with a small sigh.

"You're not bipolar. you're normal. you're a normal human being with feelings. but you have to remember that I am too." I said immediately.

"I know that Selly and I'm sorry." He said, I felt him grab my hand and I felt his soft lips touch my hand. I smiled to myself and looked at him.

"Selena," he said.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"We're whatever you want us to be." He said.

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I'm tired. it's 3:09 am rn where I am and my eyes are so heavy rn. 😩 I'm gonna go to sleep. maybe you should leave me a

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