Church Boy Gone Bad // Jelena

Chapter 23

Selena's P.O.V.

The smell of baccon awakens me. Well, not fully awakens me. The fact that theres something round and heavy upon my womanhood, abruptly awakens me. I squint my eyes, due to the bright sun. Right after I rub the blur out of my eyes, I look straight down.

I gasp. My eyes widen, I'm not sure if it's from fear or shock. Or just plain embarrassment. To make matters worst, I can feel my face turning bright red.

Justin lays face down on my vagina.

Wow, okay, I never thought i would ever say that.

"Oh, my God." I hiss.

How on earth did he get here?! This is embarressment on a whole different level. Why am I just starring at him? Move him, moron!

Groans come from under the bed. What the hell?!

Demi's head pops out from the right side of Justin's bed.

"Selena, what happe-" she stops abruptly in her sentence. Her eyes widen at the sight of Justin's 'pillow'. "Oh, my God!"

Without thinking about it, I don't hesitate to push Justin off of me. He grunts, obviously still asleep, and sits up. His face centimeters away from mine. His mouth moves as if he were eating somethimg. I can feel his nose slightly rub against mine. I gasp and it seems like my mind didn't get the memo that I'm awake. Because without thinking, I punch him in the face.

"AAAHHHH," He screams as he falls backwards and off the left side of the bed.

Out of nowhere, Ryan's head pops up right next to Demi's. "What's happenin'?!"

"Why were you guys under the bed?!" I shout at them with wide eyes.

"Why was Justin on your vagina?!" Demi shouts back.

"More importantly, why he is on the floor with a bloody nose?!" Ryan shouts, crawling over to him.

"Uh," I mumble.

"Selena just punched him in the face." Demi says, shaking her head with disappointment. "That's husband abusive."

"I'm reporting you! If he stays married to you, you'll end up killing him." Ryan scowls as he checks a sleeping Justin's eyes.

"We aren't married, idiot! Plus, personal space, bitch. He was breathing all up on my face."

"So you decided to just punch him?" Demi laughs. "Figures."

"He'll live." I roll my eyes.

"She sure didn't seem to mind when he was breathing all up on her vagina," Demi 'whispers' to Ryan.

"Demi, you do not know how to fucking whisper." I glare at her in a warning way.

I am going to killl her. I obviously did mind that he was on me, every girl would. I may should have moved him as soon as I woke up but I was surprised. I was frozen. And as far as the whole punching him thing, he was creeping me out.

"Uhhhg," Justin groans as he sits up, grabbing onto his head. "What happened?"

"Why don't you tell us that?" Demi smirks, amused by the situation.

He looks at her with confusion on his half asleep face. "Uhm. . . the last thing I remember was being hungry."

Demi begins to choke on the. . . air, I suppose. Ryan grins, nodding his head and high fives Justin. Justin looks beyond confused with this whole thing. And i know my face is as red as a tomato.

He was hungry.

"Y-you were hungry a-and y-you just happened to be on her vagina." Demi manages to say through her loud chaotic laughter.