Purpose

01

Selena's POV:

"Darling, come to the living room, we have some news." My dad said.

I went downstairs and I sat down.

"Your mother and I will be going to New York to talk business with companies." My dad said.

"Cool! I've always wanted to go to New York!" I gushed.

"You will be staying with one of your mom's friends, Pattie Bieber. One of her kids is 16, like you. Maybe you guys could get along," He replied.

"Yay, I'm always up for new friends. I hope she's nice." I smiled.

"It's a he, not a she." My dad corrected.

"Um, okay." I smiled nervously.

Me? And boys? We don't get along. Except for one of my friends Max, but I don't like him and nothing is awkward between us.

"Go pack, we're leaving tomorrow." My dad said.

I went upstairs and started packing.

Justin's POV:

"Selena Gomez will be here in exactly 5 minutes, if she's on time." My mom said.

"Okay, can she hurry up? I need to go back in my room." I said impatiently.

"Justin! Be patient. She's living with you for 3 months," My mom said. Then she started to giggle for some reason. It freaked me out.

"You mean she's living with us all?" I asked, confused.

"Yeah, but she'll be sleeping in your room." My mom said.

"What? You never said that when we talked about her coming here!" I yelled.

"Justin, inside voices!" My mom whisper/yelled.

We were interrupted by the doorbell.

"It's Selena," my mom said.

"Okay, go open it."

"Why don't you?" My mom asked.

I groaned, but I opened the door.

And I was surprised at how pretty she was.

"Well hello," I said.

"Um hi." She said nervously.

"No need to be nervous baby." I chuckled.

"Justin! Go show her your room." My mom yelled at me.

"Fine," I groaned.

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