Battlefield / sequel too You Chose Mine

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Justin's POV.

I sighed as I walked into Scooter's office. He said he wanted to meet so he could talk to me about something. I hoped it wasn't about dinner last night, since I wasn't up for talking about it. "Justin, Hi." Scooter greeted me. I looked around and saw Selena sitting in a chair next to him. Almost immediately, I turned around headed for the door. "Justin, wait!" Selena called. I turned around to see what they had to say. "Sit down please." Scooter said. I sighed and sat down in the chair farthest away from Selena. "We've been thinking." Scooter said. "About?" I asked. "You dating Selena got both of you a lot of publicity. Now that you guys are no longer together, you won't be getting anymore of that. Selena needs publicity. Her movie doesn't come out for a few months and right now there's no reason for her to be in the media. That could change, if she kept dating you." He explained. "You want me to date Selena again?" I asked. "Justin, we can put everything behind us and move on. We can forget about everything that's happened." Selena said. "So you can use me for fame?" I crossed my arms. "Justin, It's a great idea. I don't just get more publicity, but you do too." She smiled. I was quiet for a minute. "If you don't do this-" I cut Scooter off. "Fine, I'll do it." I rolled my eyes. Selena let out a high pitched noise and ran over to hug me. I quickly pushed her off. "This is going to be great!" She smiled and walked out of the room.

I got home and couldn't help but think about Jasmine. I shouldn't of said all the things I did last night. I thought about texting her. But would she even forgive me? I said some pretty bad things. Most of them, I didn't even mean. I thought about how easily I gave in to the publicity stunt. The thing is, I need my relationship with Selena so I can get over Jasmine. Even though now it wasn't real, maybe it could still help me.

I flopped myself down on the couch, and grabbed the remote to turn on the TV. Just as I did, my phone made a noise. I reached for it and noticed I got a text message. From Jasmine. You're such a fucking liar. Dating Selena for publicity? I sighed at the text message. How did she even find out? My meeting was less than an hour ago. How did you find out? I asked her. I flipped through the channels trying to find something to watch. My phone beeped, once again. Rob told me. She replied. Rob was a director. He used to work for me, but now he works with Jasmine and her boyfriend Jinsu. Somehow, the word got out that I was going to date Selena for publicity. I'm sorry. I sent Jasmine one last message before I turned off my phone. I couldn't talk to her anymore. Not about this.

Jasmine's POV.

I'm sorry. The text said. Sorry for what? Sorry for saying what he did? Sorry for dating Selena for a publicity? I decided not to reply. I slid my phone into my pocket and rested my head on Jinsu's shoulder. "He's a dick. All he cares about is money and fame, you know? Just forget about it." He said. How exactly could I forget about it? I still lovedhim. I wouldn't admit it out loud, but I did. Jinsu's sweet, but honestly I just never felt the same things I did with Justin.

The next few days all I saw was pictures of Justin and Selena touching each other on the beach in Miami. Justin grabbing her butt, kissing her, holding her. I put my username and password into twitter. I quickly looked through my mentions. I bet @JasmineVillegas is pissed after seeing the pictures of Jelena! Someone said. Jelena? That's what people were calling them? How cute.

I went to my homepage and started typing a new status. Everything that's fake eventually comes to an end. I pressed post, and signed off of twitter. It was true. This 'Jelena' thing wouldn't last forever. You can only go so far. What would they do? Get married and have kids? In a little while, nobody will even care about them.