"Vanessa hunny, at least smile like you want to be here! Please this is for the cover of vogue magazine."
I didn't want to be here I'm not going to lie I loved modeling it's just my mind was set on justin..how could he do that to me he acted as if I wasn't even there.
It's been two weeks since I've last spoke or seen him. every time he calls I ignore it frankly I could care less how he's hurting he's probably fucking Selena anyways..
As usual
Snapping back into reality I try and erase any thoughts of Justin from my mind to finish this damn photo shoot, standing against the wall in high waisted jean shorts a pure laced white crop top that reveals my stomach greatly.
My hair pulled tightly into a bun, I pose for the cover of vogue. After I snap enough photos I desperately walk to my changing room and throw on my jacket and grab my purse.
"You look as stunning as ever".
Pressed up against my door is justin standing there with a sheepish smirk on his face I could just slap off.
"Not now justin, I don't want to speak to you..i have no strength to argue". Turning on my heels I proceed to walk away until a large force lunges me back against the wall.
"then just listen, I'm so sorry Vanessa I fucked up I know that. I shouldn't have fucked her I know that but what was I to do? You and I were heated and I just took matter out of proportion.." Looking up at me with those big brown eyes I dare not utter a word
I love him I do but he repeatedly hurts me and I can't keep letting myself get hurt by him. "So that gives you the right to go fuck your ex girlfriend all because you don't have the balls to deal with all the heat ha, let me go Justin I mean it!"
He licks his lips then backs away slowly. He knew I was right he knew he couldn't change my mind. "smart boy" patting his check I walked away and out the building into the parking lot.
Who did he think he was ? Our relationship has been rocky for the past few months now due to Justin's hoeing ways. We wanted to make this work out but Justin had to go and mess everything up once again.
Reaching for the keys in my purse I noticed I had a few unread text from him
"This conversation isn't over ness, you can't avoid me forever."
He was right but I damn sure was going to try. starting up my all black Audi I gripped the steering wheel and let out a deep sigh
"That boy is going to be the death of me.."
