Y/n's Point Of View
I switched off my hair straightener and stood up, waking to my full length mirror and glancing at my reflection. I was wearing a simple yet elegant black dress with black high heels.
"Babe, you ready?" Justin asked, coming into the room. He looked at me with boredom in his eyes and picked up his gold blazer. He's always like this. I sighed and nodded. Justin had on black skinny jeans, a white dress shirt, black tie and black supras.
***
Justin stepped out of the limo first, me climbing out right after. Everyone was screaming for us. He looked back at me and I smiled e screaming fans and flashin lights were all a blur to me as Justin grabbed my small hand in his. He smiled, but it didn't quite reach his eyes.
He began to drag me through the crowd before I felt him let go of my hand. "Selena!!" He called and ran over to her, leaving me behind.
I sighed knowing he was going to do this. He always does. Why can't I just be good enough? I looked over at them to see Justin had his arm around Selena's waist, smiling brightly at the camera's.
Talk about that should be me.
"Y/N HOW COME YOU'RE NOT WITH JUSTIN??" Someone shouted.
"Y/N DO YOU THINK JUSTIN'S CHEATING ON YOU WITH SELENA??" Another yelled.
Tears filled my eyes as I posed for pictures. Once I had enough, I walked into the building with my head down. Crushed was an understatement on how I was feeling. I found my seat quickly and sat down.
For the next couple of minutes my dress and nails were my sought of entertainment while I waited for the show to start. My attention however, was brought somewhere else when I heard a high pitched giggle that could only belong to the one and only Miss Gomez.
I looked to my right, scared of what I'd come to see. Honestly though, I wasn't surprised. Justin and Selena were sitting dangerously close to each other, his arm wrapped securely around her.
One thing did baffle me though. How the fuck did he not realise his girlfriend was sitting right next to him?! Maybe he did but he's just ignoring me. Shit it didn't really matter, whether he knew I was here or not, it still fucking hurt seeing them loved up with each other.
I couldn't take my eyes away, I was only hurting myself by looking but I couldn't stop. Justin looked over to me and smiled. A smile that you give a complete stranger when you walk past them in the street.
Did you hear that? That was another crack in my broken heart. It hadn't shattered yet -thank god- but it was pretty damn close.
I managed to tear my eyes away from my boyfriend and his... Whatever she is to him and decided that maybe if I talked to them, they'd realise. "Um, Justin?" I asked, sheepishly.
"Yeah, what?" Crap. What do I say. "I, um, well, you, I-I-"
"Come on, spit it out, before you choke on it." Justin growled impatiently. "Never mind." I sighed, placing my chin in palm of my hand as I slouched back in my seat.
***
"Now, the award for hottest couple of 2011 goes to..." Miley trailed off excitedly, her voice booming through the whole place. She unfolded the envolope, smiling wide. "Justin Bieber and-"
I smiled wide, waiting for miley to say my name. I stared towards her, watching as her face dropped and her eyebrows forrowed in confusion. She whispered something to the guy next to her on stage. He looked at the envolope and nodded, shrugging with a frown.
She moved back to the mic before speaking again. "-selena gomez?"
My heart sunk all the way down into my stomach as a choked whimper left my lips. That's not possible! They're not even dating. I'm his girlfriend!
I felt like Justin had given selena a sledge hammer with a smile , watching as she lifted it back and swung right at my heart. The both of them laughing as it shattered into a million peices on the floor.
My head snapped in their direction and I watched in horror as Justin planted a hot one right on Selena's lips. A chorus of gasps were heard around me but all I could do was stare as they grabbed each other's hands, making their way up the stage.
Justin had the nerve to make eye contact with me, and he didn't even look sorry! He was emotionless. As if I was just another person in the crowd.
This was the feeling. The feeling of true loneliness.
My eyes welled with tears as I shook my head, running out the fire exit. The back door busted open with force as I pushed all my weight into it. The freezing cold air helped me regain my breathing but it only gave me time to process what just happened.
Screaming out in frustration as tears poured down my cheeks, I turned to sit on the dirty hard ground, not even caring about my expensive dress. My head burried itself into my knees, a pained whimper leaving my lips.
The sound of the door being thrown against the concrete wall filled the silence around me causing me to look up. Justin's eyes landed on me and I saw his expression soften almost immeadiately.
"Baby..." He trailed off, walking up to me hesitantly. "What, Justin?" I whispered looking at the ground next to his feet. "Look, I'm sorry, okay? She kissed me, I wouldn't-"
"Yes, you would have!" I screamed.
Justin's eyes widened and he flinched back a little. "Stop doing this! Do you ever think of me, when you lie?" I exclaimed, getting up quickly.
"I knew Justin! I knew the whole time. God I'm not stupid. Every time we went out, Selena was just 'coincidently' there and you always went to her. Did you honestly think I wouldn't catch on? That I wouldn't figure out you two planned to hang out when we did!" I shrieked.
"Y/n it wasn't like that-"
"Shut up, Justin!" I cried in frustration. "Why do you keep lying to me? It's not going to get you out of the situation." I stressed. Justin's eyes shifted to the floor and he glanced up at me through his lashes, shrugging.
"I have to go." I whispered, shaking my head and wiping my cheeks of any fresh tears. I opened my mouth to say something but shut it quickly. He wasn't worth it. I turned around swiftly, beginning to walk away.
Justin grabbed my hand and pulled my back around so that I was facing him. "Y/n please." He begged, a pleading look in his eyes. But I knew better than to look into them. They would only lie that he would be mine.
I knew. One look and I'd be right back in his arms then left alone in the next ten seconds. Not again. So, I pulled my hand out of his, my eyes switching up to his breifly.
"I um, I have to go."
A/n: yikes 😬
YO HOLY FUCKING SHIT THAT PICTURE JUSTIN POSTED OF HIM AND HAILEY KISSING!!!
I'M NOT EVEN MAD OR JEALOUS LIKE I NORMALLY AM I LIKE I THOUGHT I DIDNT LIKE HER BUT APPARENTLY HIT MY FEELINGS ARE EVERYWHERE WTF IS HAPPEMIMG
IM SO COMFIDED
AND THEN HE OOSYED A PIC LOOKING AT HER BOOBS
LIKE OMG JUSTIN IF U WANNA OUT YOUR FACE IN THEM THEN U MAY AS WELL BECAUSE YOUR MAKING IT FUCKING OBVIOUS TO THE WHOLE TWO MULLIOM PEOPLE THAT LIKED THE PHOTO
YOU LIGTLE SHIT TELL US WHATS HAPPENIMG OMG
