Thanks for all your ideas and support. This is about to get a little bit complicated :3 As one of my reviewers said, this would not happen in real life, so I'm about to throw some obstacles in the path that might seem more likely to happen. YOU GUYS ARE *insert best compliment here* Seriously. I heart you!
Just a warning, I know the chapters have been coming pretty steady lately, but once I get back to school (the 6th) I'm not going to have as much time on my hands… so be wary O.O I'm really sorry about the short update, but I've been really busy today. Happy New Year's Eve! I'm going to lengthen this chapter later.
Selena
Justin and I just stare at her for a moment. "W..w..what?" I manage to stutter.
"They heard us sing the other night at my concert, and apparently they found out I quit my other studio, and they want to do an album with the two of us!"
"You quit?!"
I'm pretty much in shock. Today seems to be a very eventful day.
"My manager put alcohol in your water that night to 'loosen your judgment.'" Demi's face darkened. "If I can't trust him, then I can't work with him."
Now I have no more questions, only excuses. I clear my throat and look Demi in the eye. "I don't think it's a good idea."
I watch her face fall. "Wait, you don't want to do this? But Selena…"
"Yeah Selena, I thought your big dream was to sing?"
Justin and Demi just sit there, obviously confused and surprised. I can't lie and say I don't want to do this, but I know that it would be both stupid and rash. I don't even know what this studio is. I don't even know where to begin to form words, or what to say.
"I have to go, sis. Call me, okay?" Justin hugs me and leaves, and then I'm left alone with Demi. She eyes me, still apparently put out by my blatant rejection.
"Look, I know you're all excited and you're used to being a celebrity and you have all those fans and you are all gung-ho and you want me to help you, but I'm not a part of that world. I'm a paparazzi. I'm the girl who runs around spreading lies and like it or not, it's all part of the fiber of my being now. I can't just go from camera girl to popstar, it's not how life works. Even if I did the album with you, no one would notice I was in it, because you would be the main star. Besides, whenever I perform, something bad happens. I don't want to have to go through getting mocked again.
Demi doesn't look like I changed her mind one bit. "Selena, come on. You and me, we'd sound amazing together."
I know I'm never going to convince her right now, so I sigh. "Can we talk about something else?"
She sighed heavily. "I actually need to talk to you about something."
"Okay…?"
"Do you love me?"
I plop down on the couch next to her, and stare down at my toes. I don't know how to answer her.
"I don't know, Demi. I'm just so confused, and…"
I feel her finger pushing my chin up, and then she looks deep into my eyes before coming in for a kiss.
The butterflies start in my stomach, but I push her away. "What was that! I just told you I was confused and then you kiss me?!"
She stares at me, completely put out and apparently speechless.
