Selena's POV
"Where is he?" Scarlett asked for the hundredth time.
"Shut up!" I shushed.
"No, seriously, Sel, when's Justin coming, we've been in here for 40 minutes," Gigi whispered.
"He's coming soon. He's not in danger or harm. He'll come soon," I said, worridley.
40 MINUTES... WHERE IS THIS BOY?!
"I'll go in and check," a deep voice said from outside.
I don't think the girls' heard it cos they didn't scream or pass out or stop breathing. Maybe I didn't hear it either.
It seemed so unreal.
"Scar, isn't Luke in the East Wing?" I asked.
"No, he was before but now he's in the West with Justin," Scar said.
"Okay," I breathed slowly.
"Count of three, yeah?" The voice said.
"No, look,"
My heart stopped.
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"KitKat, baby"
I got out of the closet and ran to the door quickly but quietly.
"Selena, get your ass back here!" Ariana whisper-yelled.
"No, its Justin." I said. To be honest, I didn't know if it was Justin. It didn't sound like himself. But only Justin called me 'KitKat'.
Adrenaline took over my body, sending shocks down my spine. I held the door handle and twisted it. Slowly it opened.
"KitKat," Justin threw his arms around me. I started crying. I don't know why.
"Justin. This is my fault. If I hadn't had smashed the glass on your head, you wouldn't have been in hospital and you wouldn't have been hurt and then we would've been together when the East Wi-"
"Baby, stop," Justin let go of me. "I-its not your fault,"
I nodded, unable to say anything because I could see how badly injured he was. He stood straight but held his shoulder. Blood dripped from the hand holding it. He had blood on his clothes. I kept my arms around him, breathing into his faint cologne scent.
"Don't worry about me, I'm fine," Justin smiled. "And so are we, right?"
"Yeah, the argument was stupid. I don't even wanna talk about it," I shook my head.
"I promise never to put you in a situation as dangerous as this ever again, baby," he kissed the top of my head.
"So, Bieber's here?" Ariana asked.
"Yeah, I'm here," he let go of me and went to Ariana, smiling. "Are you okay?" he asked, his arms wrapped around her.
"Yeah, I'm great... just a little bit confused by this sudden affection," she said looking awkward.
"What do you mean?" he smirked.
"What are you doing, Bieber?"
"You know my name's Justin, right?"
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All That Matters • JB Fanfic •
FanfictionI'm Selena Gomez. I'm 17. I got kidnapped by the Justin Bieber, the worlds most wanted criminal. I had normal friends. I had a normal family... well it depends on what your definition of 'normal' is. Everything changed on that one day I took a short...
