Im going to post the next chapter to im only human tomorrow…goodnight everyone
Im going to post the next chapter to im only human tomorrow…goodnight everyone
MOST OF YOU GUYS WONT LIKE HOW THE NEXT CHAPTER STARTS OUT AS….
so im just going to post it now and get it over with
~I grabbed my keys ignoring Justin calling my name. I had to leave and be alone from Everything and everyone!~
I’ve been driving for 20 minutes trying to find Sel. As much as I don’t like her and just want to fuck her senseless I am kinda worried about where she might be after all that happened back at her house. My phone started to ring, I answered without checking the caller I.D.
It had to be her she was fucking annoying, but she is a good fuck.
•I can’t talk right now
•Aww why? I was hoping that we could have some fun at my house
She whispered seductively into the phone.
•Uh no Becca I can’t maybe later. Bye!
I honestly don’t know why I just rejected having sex. I never do that ever!
I ended up driving to a river 15 minutes away. It was nice and calm I loved it. I decide to shut off my phone because I knew my dad and mom would be calling nonstop. Or maybe they wouldn’t. I felt something sliding down my cheek. A tear. I quickly wipe it off and just stare at the water. I heard my name being called but I didn’t turn back. Then a figure came and sat next to me Immediately I knew who it was.
"Hi" I didn’t feel like facing him
"How are you feeling?"
Why is he acting like he cares I know he doesn’t.
"Fine" I looked "Why are you here Justin?"
He looked shocked that I asked that “I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”
"Yea, well I’m fine."
He was getting mad “Look I just wanted to make sure you were okay that’s all!”
"Why? It’s not like you care!" I felt a tear roll down my cheek.
"You don’t know anything… you don’t know me! alright. Whatever I don’t even know why I wasted my time trying to find you." Standing up and walking away.
I don’t know why I said it but I did “Sorry”
He stopped and came back sitting down. “You don’t have to be. If it’s alright can I know what that was all about back at your house?”
I stayed quiet. Should I tell him? “My mom and dad have always been workaholics since I was 8 I was always staying with a baby sitter, when I turned 15 I found out that my dad was cheating on my mom with some lady that lives in San Diego. I’ve been smoking since I was 13 though. When we moved here I thought it was to start new but no the only reason we moved here was because my dad was still seeing her after he had told me he stopped. I tell people the only reason we moved was because of their jobs which is partly true. My dad decided to be a lawyer here instead of in Jersey. My mom thinks that its because he has some big case to work on, total lie. My mom has no clue that he’s cheating but I don’t want to tell her cause I know what will happen…I’m sorry I shouldn’t be telling you this.”
Getting up and walking to my car I just stood there in front of it until I finally got in driving off.
Its been a week and haven’t talked to my dad. There’s a party this weekend that Jess invited me to and I’ll do anything to get out of this house. I felt my phone vibrate and it was a text from Jess it read
•Are you almost ready?
*Yea just my makeup
•Okay I’ll be there in 5
Putting on the last of my makeup and shoes. I’m not a dress type person only when I’m going to the club. Call me weird I know. Since I’m just going to a house party I decided to wear some black heels, light blue skinny jeans, loose shirt and my black leather jacket. Hair is let down straight. I’m actually loving it. I hear a honk outside my window and go downstairs to the front door.
"Where do you think you’re going?" My father yelled at me.
I turned around annoyed “Out! Don’t worry about it.”
"Don’t you dare talk to me in that tone young lady! You respect your father!"
Scoffing “Well father, I lost all respect for you when I found out you were cheating on mom.” Good thing my mom wasn’t home. walking out the door and into Jess’s Toyota Camery.
"What took you so long?"
"My father" Jess doesn’t know anything about what happened. The only person that I’ve told was Justin and I regret it.
"Well off to party!!"
~ Chapter 17: Make It Right ~
[ Justin’s POV: ]
“It’s me… It’s Selena. I, huh—… I heard heartbreaker. You did an amazing job, so congratulations.” There was a pause as I listened to the voicemail Selena had left me a few hours ago. Swallowing hard, I tightened my grip on my phone and bit my lip, listening to her broken voice, causing my heart to sink.
““Listen, I’m going to be really honest with you,” the voicemail message continued. “I—I miss you. There wasn’t a single second since you left that I haven’t thought about you. I truly hope you feel the same but, snapping back to reality, I’m beginning to think you’ve already let go of everything we had. Of you and I.” I suddenly felt like screaming at her, telling her she’s wrong. I felt like yelling at her and saying I have been thinking of her. And that I still haven’t let go…
But I had to remind myself that this is just a voicemail… That it’s not really her on the other line.
“We’re both broken and we need each other so… I just wanted to let you know that… No matter what I… I wanted to let you know that… Well, you mean everything to me, Justin.” The sound of her gulping hesitantly was the last thing I heard before the message ended, and my heart skipped two beats.
I mean everything to her? Well, I know she’s a belieber so I can assume that since the start but… Really? Do I really mean that much to her?
Sighing, my heart aching, transferring its pain within every inch of my body, I dropped my phone on the table next to me only to hear it vibrate straight afterwards. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion and grabbed my phone again, seeing I got a new text message.
I froze. No… Did she really text me? Is it really her? This is too good to be true. I desperately opened the message, my eyes scanning the screen in excitement, wondering what she had sent me.
Hey Justin. Long time no talk, huh? :) Well, anyway, I wanted to let you know that I’ve been meaning to meet with you. Do you think you could make it to the hotel I’m staying at? I’ll resend the address? I just really need to talk to you since last time didn’t go so well. Pls? <3
I reread the text message over and over and over until I was sure I could recite it back word for word without looking at it. I just couldn’t believe it… After all this time, Ariana wants to talk to me again? But the question is—why? Why now? Why at all?
You want to meet tonight? Is that what you’re asking?
A couple of seconds later, she texted back and we engaged in a short conversation:
Ariana: Yeah, that’s what I’m asking. Do you think you can make it?
Justin: I guess so. But make it quick, I got plans with Alfredo for a guys night here.
Ariana: Don’t worry, I won’t take long :)
Justin: Then expect me there in 10.
Ariana: Will do ;)
The next thing I knew, I was in my car, a large hoodie above my head to hide my face as I drove down the streets of Los Angeles to the address Ariana texted me. The butterflies in my stomach was back, and I didn’t know how I would react emotionally to see her again. The last time we talked since our break up, I was still willing to fight for our relationship but she always, always lets me walk away. She never fights for me, which confuses me because I know she still loves me. She has to. She has to have some kind of feelings stored in her heart for me. I know she does.
Upon arriving at the hotel, my mind went in a daze from the elevator ride from the lobby to the 7th floor. My feet walked mindlessly and I found her hotel room rather easily. Raising a fist, I knocked at the door and waited for some kind of reply. Seconds later, the door flung open and Ariana was standing on the other side, her face welcoming me kindly. She looked so beautiful. Her outfit was adorned with my favorite color and her eyes shone brighter than the night sky. I could feel my heart swelling up from all the love I held for this girl. I knew my feelings weren’t gone, and no matter how much I tried to bury them, it never changed the fact thatI still love her
“Hey,” she smiled brightly at me, and I just couldn’t help but smile back.
“Hi,” I waved, as she stepped to the side to let me in. Once I was inside, she shut the door and gave me a quick hug.
“You have no idea how grateful I am that you agreed to come see me,” she beamed, happiness radiating off her body.
“You said you’d be quick,” I changed the subject. Slipping both hands into the pocket of my jeans, I awkwardly rocked from side to side on the heels of my Supras.
“Right,” she clapped her hands together, the atmosphere in the room suddenly becoming tense. “Umm, I… I heard Heartbreaker… It was amazing.”
I blushed, recognizing that tone to indicate that she knew the song was written about her.
“Did you know it went #1 on the charts in less than 24 hours?” she commented. “I’m proud of you.”
For some unknown reason, those last four words struck a warmness in my heart. It lifted my spirits and opened up joy inside of me I haven’t felt in so long.
“T-Thank you,” I said shyly, meaning to add, that means a lot, but the words couldn’t come out from my mouth.
“You’re welcome,” she nodded, then turned around. “You want some tea?”
I watched her disappear into the kitchen, the clanking of plates and cups entering my ears.
“That’d be nice, thanks,” I answered, just as she came out of the kitchen with two mugs in her hands. Handing me one of them, she signaled for us to sit.
“Is it true you wrote the song overnight and recorded it in one day?” she asked, taking a small sip of tea.
“Somewhat,” I confirmed. “I had written tiny pieces of it before when it came and went from my brain but that’s quite an accurate description of how it happened.”
“Then you’ve got quite the talent in you,” she winked playfully. “Not that I didn’t already know that before.”
I chuckled, a true laugh escaping my lips as I hid my smile by taking another gulp of my tea.
“You really poured out your feelings in that song, Justin,” her tone became serious. “When I listened, I… I really felt everything you’ve been feeling these past few weeks and it hurt me because… Because I still care about you.”
I set the mug down on the table and sighed. “I obviously still care about you too,” I confessed the obvious. Reaching my hand out, I cupped her cheek and caressed the side of her face with my thumb. “I still love you,” I whispered.
But what she said next—the words that escaped her lips after I had spoken, were the words that made my heart skip several beats.
“I still love you too.” Her voice was soft and she grabbed the arm that I had reaching out for her, keeping it in place and cherishing my touch.
“Y-You do?” I choked on my own words.
“Yeah, Justin,” she said quietly. “My management is pretty tough to me, compared to yours. Cindy had become stricter and stricter about my image. She obviously doesn’t approve of you but I can’t go on any longer without you. I just… I can’t do this anymore, Justin. I need you.”
I need you…
I need you… Those were the words I wanted to hear from her all this time. The words that drove me insane. The words I, for some reason, really love to hear.
Lowering my hand from her face, Ariana put down her mug next to mine on the table adjacent to us. Then, in one swift movement, she moved from her seat and onto my lap, holding my face with both of her hands. Both of our gazes fell on each other’s lips and she slowly leaned forward, closing her eyes in the process.
The minute her lips touched mine, butterflies swarmed throughout my stomach. An unexplainable feeling ran throughout my veins and I gripped Ariana’s waist firmly, never wanting to let go. The kiss got more and more heated and soon, we were making out, giving each other the kisses that reminded us just how much we love each other.
While Ariana still straddled me, she traveled one hand under my shirt, touching my blushed skin while her other hand still cupped my cheek. As our kisses grew more and more intense, the atmosphere grew heated even further and Ariana began to pull my shirt over my head as she broke the kiss to suck on the skin on my neck.
“Shit,” I moaned, my hormones becoming unbalanced as I squeezed Ariana’s butt while she unbuckled my belt.
“Are you ready for more?” she whispered seductively, sliding my pants off.
“Yes please,” I breathed, and she pulled away, standing up and grabbing my hand. Motioning me to follow her, I did as I was told as she led me down a hallway and to a bedroom. Once we were inside, she closed the door and locked it before laying on the bed and pulling me down with her.
“Strip me of my clothes, Justin,” she spoke in a sexy tone, and I just couldn’t resist. My hands traveled her body up and down as I took her shirt off before taking the rest, leaving her in her bra and panties. We resumed our little make out session, our tongues dancing in no particular rhythm as our breaths exhaled into each other’s mouths. My body was beginning to sweat and within each second that passed by, all I knew is that she wanted me and she wanted me badly.
“Wait,” I panted, my strong grip on her fading slowly.
“What’s wrong?” she looked at me in pure confusion, disappointed that I had stopped what was about to happen.
“This isn’t right,” I shook my head slowly. “I thought it was over between us, no matter how much that hurt me.”
“It doesn’t have to be like that,” she pointed out. “Doesn’t this feel right?”
I locked eyes with her, her gorgeous irises snapping me into a trance. I could stare into her eyes all day… She’s so, so beautiful.
I never really got to answer the question she had asked me. All I did was simply kiss her on her sexy, plump lips and unhooked her bra, throwing it off to the floor with the rest of our clothes. As I trailed kisses down her body, I used two fingers to slide her panties down, managing to throw it to the floor, only to make it have the same fate as the bra.
“Hold on, Justin,” she took deep breaths from the arousal she was feeling already.
“What?” I blinked innocently.
She then reached across to her nightstand and opened the drawer, dipping her hand into a small bag and pulling out a condom.
“We need to keep it safe,” she whispered, opening the small pouch slowly. “Relax,” she instructed, flipping us over so that she was now on top. I did as I was told, relaxing my muscles into the pillows. Tingles ran up and down my spine as Ariana slid the condom onto my dick, making eye contact with me as if to check on how I was doing. Giving her a shaky nod, she climbed up my naked body and harshly pressed her lips into mine. An unspeakable sensation ran within every part of my body and I threw my head back in a loud moan, my chest heaving up and down in pleasure as I entered Ariana’s opening steadily.
Did shit just get real?
im posting now
hey… thats my girl you’re talking about
I hummed gleefully as I strolled down towards the kitchen where my favorite food is waiting. Justin’s a dick therefore he deserved it. After all, someone needs to teach him that not everything he wants, he gets. So what if he’s the teen pop sensation? He’s an asshole anyways.
As I stepped towards the kitchen doorframe, I saw him slumping down his seat. He was extremely pissed off. I inwardly chuckled.
Yeah, that’s what you get when you mess with me.
“Hey guys.” I greeted as I ambled towards the mahogany table. I sat down beside pig boy, shamelessly. I have the upper hand anyways. Hence, Ryan and Chaz narrowed their eyes looking at us.
“Hi Sel. Where have you been?” I heard Pattie asked. I turned from my seat to get a full view of her.
I smiled, “I just went to my room and put some Important stuff.” From my peripheral vision though, I saw Justin scowled. My smile even got wider.
“So what happened upstairs?” Ryan however intervened. I shifted my gaze towards him. His orbs have a playful glint with in them.
I rolled my eyes, “What do you mean by that?”
“Yeah what she said.” Pig boy seconded, only he sound more demanding than I was.
“You know what Ryan means.” Chaz, the same way with Ryan, did have something glinting in his eyes, teasing.
“Nothing happened there. She’s being in her usual self.” I mindlessly rolled my eyes on ‘pig’ boy. Let’s just read between the lines, shall we?
He just couldn’t say the incoherent words in front of his mother. Nice façade on PIG.
I was about to have some comeback when Pattie placed the new freshly hot cooked pancakes. I licked my lips as I fixated my gaze towards them. I started to dig in, forgetting the place I was in and who I was with. I was being entrance, it felt me.
“Mom. You know I hate pancakes.” I was brought back down to reality when I heard this newly information coming from my enemy. He’s whiny, I might add.
“Since when? I thought you eat even fried worms.” I mockingly grinned, biting a piece of my pancake.
He grunted, “I would rather eat fried worms than eat your favorite foods. They reminded me of you so much and I instantly hate them. Isn’t that admirable?” He countered.
“I love Sour Patch Kids Pig and you still love them back.” I raised one of my eyebrow, facing him.
“There’s this thing called, exceptions.” He paused, “And I loved them first.”
I rolled my eyes on him, “Puh – lease! I loved them first.”
“I’m older than you.”
“How is that even applicable? So what if you’re older? I found them first!” I don’t care if we’re being immature at the moment but this is how it goes for us. We fight about everything, even the miniscule of things.
“I did, remember?”
“I didn’t.” I shot back. “We were on picnic day when I bought them from the store. You asked me, ‘Why am I eating such things?’. You didn’t even knew the name on the first place! And you stole a few packs from me!”
He faced me, his eyebrows furrowed. “Alright, I knew what they were on the first place. I just wanted to know why you’re eating them when it was my favorite candy since I was, I don’t know, eight. And I didn’t stole a few packs from you! I have my own packs that day!”
“I loved them since I was seven. My mom…” I was cut off by Pattie.
“Kids me and Mandy were in a candy store that day and we decided to bring both of you something to eat. We knew both of you like candies so I don’t know. We just picked the Sour Patch Kids randomly. Selena was 7 and you, Justin was 8 at the time being cause you’re a few months older than her. So, I think both of you loved it at the same time.” I scowled.
“What time did you eat it?” Pig boy and I synchronized, demanding one another. It’s in our blood to compete with each other. “After dinner.” Again, the same time. I glared at him which he gladly returned back.
“Ugh! Will you stop copying me?”
He scoffed, “Who are you for me to copy?”
“Liar and a stealer!”
“I’m not a liar and in fact, I’m not a stealer! I didn’t stole your sour patch kids on Picnic day!”
“Oh yeah? See, you’re lying!”
“Guys.” I looked to see Chaz scratching the back of his head. “This is a funny story.” He chuckled awkwardly. “I was… well, I was the one who…uhmm… stole the packs.”
I glared at him, “What?! Chaz you stole like half of my packs!”
“Alright Kids. Not in front of the food. You’re all making the blessings go away. This is your summer therefore enjoy it while it lasted.”
All of us slouched on our chairs, folding our arms. Justin was glaring at me while I glared back at Chaz. Chaz however, couldn’t look at me straight in the eyes, kept on staring towards his food. Meanwhile, for the lucky one, Ryan, he was smiling idiotically on his Iphone.
This is in fact, one of the most intense and awkward moment of my life.
“Mom where’s the cereal?” I heard Justin asked as the silent went down.
“Here honey.” As soon as Pattie handed over the Captain Crunch we all started to eat. Unfortunately though, the silence started to appear once again and somehow it felt awkward and odd.
Pattie cleared her throat and we all looked up, guess she couldn’t take the silence too. “So kids, what’s your plan for today?”
“Bowling.” Chaz answered as he took a bite of his pancake.
I looked at him with wide eyes, “We’re going bowling?”
“Yup.” Ryan said, popping the ‘p’. Okay, this is not good. I don’t know how to bowl.
“Please witch, you’re certainly not coming with us.” I heard ‘the asshole’ muttered. I took a side glanced at him and glared harshly.
“I’m sorry but that won’t certainly not going to stop me.” I replied.
“Bitch.” He hissed.
I smirked, “Only to you.”
He grunted, “MOM! Does she really have to go with us?” That made me roll my eyes on him. Though come to think of it, I always roll my eyes on him.
“Yes Justin.” Pattie sighed.
“WHY???!” He whined.
“What do you mean why?”
“Don’t be so rude Justin Drew.”
“What did I do to deserve this?” He whispered however Pattie ignored him.
“So kids, Scooter called and he wanted me to meet up with him so we can discuss Justin’s schedule for the summer. So since you’re going to do bowling and I know that is a crowded place so an advice, be careful. I don’t want anyone one of you to get hurt, you all hear me?” She looked each one of us in her stern look. It was so serious, I nodded. “Good. Justin, you know what you’re going to do. Be invisible, alright?”
He groaned, “But mom!”
“Justin.” Pattie scolded. Again.
“Good. So since I made myself pretty clear, I’mma go now. Chaz, Ryan,” she made eye contact with them. And surprisingly, they just nodded.
What was that about?
I watched Pattie as she headed towards the foyer. What was that even mean???? I looked at Ryan and Chaz for an answer but they just shrug it off.
there is a surprised planned (i haven’t been told what the surprise is but it involves justin)