Unexpected Love || Justin Bieber

~Chapter 43~

Sorry for any mistakes!

~Tessa's P.O.V~

"Watch where the fuck your going" he snaps.

My eyes suddenly lock with his, admiring his hazelish-brown orbs. His eyes soften when he notcied it was me.

"Are you okay?" He hums, flashing his phone light against my face.

"Y-yeah, just fine" I mumble, walking passed him. He turned to follow, I sigh. "Don't even bother" I spat, shutting my door.

I slide myself against my door, hugging myself. "Fuck..." I mutter, wiping my tears. "I-I'm crying?" I dryly chuckle. "Fucking hell" I sigh.

I feel a presence behind the door, no other than Justin. "T-Tess? You alright?" He knocks on the door. I wipe my tears, sighing "Fucks sake, I'm fine" I snap.

I hear him chuckle, he knocks again. "C'mon, I know somethings not right, open up" he knocks.

"I know somethings not right, open up" I mutter, opening the door. "Wha-" he looks so hot, his hair was slighty messy, which made him more attractive.

Holy shit.

He places a small smile on his lips, kneeling on the side of the door.

"Y-uh, your eyes are red" he points at my eyes. I stop, for a brief moment. "What do you want?" I snap. I saw he was a bit taken back for saying that. "I-is there anything you need?" He hums.

"No-"

"—Y'know, I can tell somethings up" he locks eyes with me. "Y-uh, what?" I furrow my eyebrows. "Is there something you want to talk about?" He asks.

"Damn, Justin. You just won't let this go" I pull him in, which caught him by surprise. I sit on my bed, gesturing him to sit with me.

"I-uh, I'm just goin' through a normal breakup" that was practically a lie, this wasn't a normal breakup. He attempted to get in bed with me, whilst he was drunk and still expects me to go along with his fucked ass.

"Oh" he hums, looking at the door. That just made things awkward. "I'll catch you later?" I hum. "Uh-huh, sure" he smiles, walking out.

*Ring *Ring

"Hello?" I hum.

"Hello" She giggles.

"Fuck, I can't stay calm. I kissed Mason!" she squeals, causing me to go half deaf.

I felt the earge to laugh but I just chuckle. "Very funny, now tell me what was it you wanted to tell me?" I sigh.

"No. Seriously, I kissed Mason" she says, a little offended. "Really?" I gasp. "Really" she giggles.

"So... Uh, h-how did it happen?" This was totally awkward. "Dude, you know how that happens... I just want to know if he felt the same way" she sighs.

"How the fuck do you expect me to know that?" I chuckle. "I'm not the wizard of love" I joke.

"The worst part is... He just smiled and walked away. How is that a good thing? Fuck, my life's ruined" she sighs.

"Your life's ruined? You're trying to say you love him? Oooh, cute" I giggle.

"Yeah but h-he just smiled and walked away?" She says, in a saddened tone. "He smiled?" I ask.

"Yeah" she sighs. I chuckle. "But isn't that a good thing?" I'm totally confused. "Yeah but he walked away, isn't that a bad thing?" She asks.

"Walked away?" I pause. "Um, well..." I didn't know what to say. "Nope, not a thing" I shrug.

"Tess, could we talk about this at my house, later on?" She asks. "I honestly don't know, I gotta see" I shrug. "Please?" She whines. "Alrighhht, fine" I sigh.

"Thankssssss, bye" she giggles. "Bye" I sigh. The line went dead. I sigh, walking out my room. "J-Justin?" I call. I walk down the stairs, hoping he'd just be in the kitchen. "Justin?" I gulp, he wasn't in the kitchen.

Y'know, this kid is always out and about. He's probably got some things to do. I walk to the lounge, bringing my phone out my pocket.

I search Justin, on Google. And no, I'm not stalking him, I'm just simply bored, so I want to see what shit the paparazzi have to say about him.

"Brunette caught leaving with Bieber"

I gasp, a little excited. "Oooh" I giggle. I didn't know why one part of me felt so jealous and why the other didn't give a fuck.

"Justin Bieber leaves with a brunette after partying, who is the brunette he's leaving with?"

Pictures appare as I scroll down the feeds. Damn, this girl was so pretty. Fuck, I wasn't even close. I zoom in one of the pictures, looking closely at her face.

She seemed a little familiar, like someone I've met but I couldn't put my finger on it. I scroll down the feeds, being more amazed as I see a ton of pictures of this girl.

"Is Jelena back again?"

Jelena? What the Fuck is that? Well, its definitely a shipped name. Justin and...?

Oh, hell nah.

Selena?

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