Forbidden Gang Love // Jelena

Chapter 37

Justin's P.O.V.

"It's finally happening. We are finally taking down Peur," I sigh.

"I know. . . What's gonna happen after? With us?"

"What's even happening with us now?" I ask her. "I mean, your still with that ass Jose."

"I don't want to be with him. Never did."

"Than?"

"I was trying to forget you," she chuckles sadly.

"Baby, you know that ain't possible," i smirk.

"Shut up, cocky ass." she laughs.

I laugh but then turn serious. "I want to be with you."

"Me t-"

"I want everyone to know you're mine. Everyone." I tell her.

She frowns and looks down at her fingers. "We can't. They can't know we even talk about things other than taking down Peur."

"No one minded when Demi hung out with me, why would they mind if it was you?"

"Someone did mind," she spats while rolling her eyes.

"Who?"

"Never mind," she stutters.

I look at her with confusion but then realize. "You?. . . Were you jealous?"

"No!"

"You so were! That's fucking adorable!"

"Shut up!" she yells, trying to hide her red cheeks.

I stare down at her flawless skin and lick my lips. I bend down and bite onto the skin of her neck softly. I smile against her neck and leave kisses as I slowly make my way up to her full lips.

"Justin," she giggles. "We came here to talk."

"We talked on our way here," I tell her. "I missed your lips, baby."

She smiles cheekily and quickly peeks my lips. "There."

"That's it?" I pout my lips like a sad puppy. It always works with her.

"Justin, no, stop looking at me like that." she turns away from me.

She lays down with her head upon my lap as I sit.

"But, gorgeous!" I groan.

She turns back with a smile and blushful cheeks. "I had a dream."

"A dream? Are you quoting Martin Luther King Jr. or something?" I asks her confused.

"No, what? Justin, I'm being serious." she groans but laughs.

"Okay, okay." I lean on my elbow and smile at her. "Tell me about this dream of yours."

She bites down on her lip. "I'm not sure I should but its been in my head since I woke up from it. Somehow, for some reason I feel like I should tell you."

"Selena, you're not making sense?"

"I had a dream that I agreed to run away with you," she says, looking up at the clouds.

"Really? Maybe its a sign," I grin.

"No. . . I could never do that," she mumbles.

"You sure went from excited to sad really fast. . ."

"OH," she laughs. "Anyways, we ran away to New York."

"New York? Let me guess, you chose it?"

New York is a loud and busy city. It wouldn't be my first choice to run away to.

"Yeah," she smiles. "Two years after we left I was um. . . working at a daycare. It was so strange how my mind could make up all those kids and parents and places."

"Were you happy?" I ask her.

She smiles wide and nods. "Really happy. I should have realized it was a dream. . . with my life, I could never be that happy."

I slightly frown. "Uh- what else? What did I do?"

"You became a bum on the streets."

"I DID WHAT?!" I shout in shock.

She bursts into laughter and shakes her head. "I'm just kidding, babe. You were part of some industrial company or something like that, I don't really know the details. We had a beautiful little house with two bedrooms. We had good and nice friends. . . it was a bittersweet life."

"Seems to me like you want to go back to it," I say.

"No. . . it was just a dream."

"Why two bedrooms? Did we live with someone?"

Her cheeks become flushed into a shade of red. "No. . ."

"Then?"

I'm confused. When I pictured running away with her, I seen us sleeping in the same bed. . . maybe not just sleeping, if you know what I mean.

"I um. . . was kind of a little pregnant."

I look at her confused. I know it was just a dream but. . . I smile.

"Wow," I say.

I have always wanted a family. But at the same time I don't. This gang war will never end. Not even after we take down Peur. Others will just replace their place.

"Wow? Wow. I thought you would be like 'what the fuck?! what kind of dream is that?' But you're smiling. . . its scaring me." she pulls her eyebrows together but with a smile.

"I don't know why. . ." I chuckle.

I have a warm feeling inside of me. Not in a hormonal or sick way. I can't contain my smile. I feel like a cheesy bastard. Why did hearing that Selena was pregnant with my child make me so happy? It was just a dream though.

"Imagine it," I smile.

"I don't have to imagine it, I dreamt it."

"I can see us getting old together. . . that's stupid, isn't it?"

She sits up onto my lap and shakes her head. "Not at all. . ." She smiles, looking deep into my eyes.

"I. . . I love you." I tell her for the first time ever.

Her mouth slightly falls. "Y-you love me?"

Me, Justin Bieber from Spiritus Album, telling a girl he loves her... This should be in the book of world records.

It's not even in a joking way. Or even for the sake of my gang.

I'm telling her for the sake of me.

Because I don't think I can keep it in my heart forever.

I can't believe I'm saying this.

"I love you. . . with all my heart."

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[A/N] I'm not even into this story anymore like wtfffffff lol I know what I want to write and how I want it to end so.. yeah lol