I See You •jb•

"I'm not your second choice Justin."

(Photo relevant later in the chapter)

•Rosalie's POV•

"Rose?"

"Yeah?"

"I really want to."

"Me too." I breathe out and stare up at the man who's had my heart since I was 16 years old. He looks down at me like he's in a daze as his eyes slowly scan over my features. My hands involuntarily run across his cheeks before I run them through his hair as he leans down closer to me and kisses my cheek softly before moving up closer to my lips.

I can't do this.

"After this, you're gonna go back to Hailey like none of this ever happened."

"Baby we don't have to talk about that." He mumbles and I shake my head but grip onto his shirt when his lips travel down my neck making me bite my lip, tempted to just give in.

"I'm not another one of your models."

"I know you're not."

I shake my head and push back at his chest making him look down at me.

"I'm not your second choice Justin. I don't deserve to be anyone's second choice, but I sure as hell don't deserve to be yours." I stare into his eyes but sigh and shake my head as I sit up, pushing his chest back in the process. I start fixing my hair as I grab my purse from the floor and shake my head.

"This was a mistake."

The limo has been at a stop for quite a while so I figure we're already at my house. I open the door and start to get out but Justin grabs my hand.

"We were never a mistake Rose."

I stare at him for a second and slowly shake my head. How can he still look the same but not act the same?

"I wish we could go back to life before your fame. That's the guy I fell in love with, not this. Take a good look in the mirror Justin and reevaluate yourself. You're the one who's ruining us, not me."

I pull my hand away and get out of the limo, closing the door behind me as I walk up to my house feeling tears building in my eyes as I do.

I just want the Justin I used to know back.

I walk inside seeing my dad already standing by the window.

"Was that Justin?" He asks and when he looks at me he looks taken back by the tears in my eyes.

"Rosalie-"

"I don't wanna talk about it dad." My voice cracks with each word and I try to run up the stairs but he grabs my hand and pulls me into a big hug which just makes me break down. I cry into his chest as I hold him close, feeling Justin's lips burning on my face and neck.

"H-He's changed so much I just d-don't understand.." I choke out and my dad rubs my back while shaking his head. I can tell he's pissed because someone 'hurt his little girl' as he always likes to put it, but somehow he's being oddly comforting.

"Sometimes people in an environment where they get told what to do every single day, eventually just give in. It's not easy and i definitely don't think it's an excuse to hurt the people around you, but I do understand why he's changed. Because he had to."

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•Justin's POV•

I stare up at my huge house as I walk up the driveway and shake my head, suddenly missing the small house I had back home. Things were simpler then. I didn't have to hide.