Justin's Point of View:
It's been just a little over a month since I last seen Vanessa when we broke up. God, she's beautiful. Everything about her. Her dress, body, curled hair, eyes. Everything. I couldn't believe that I just met her here! I haven't talked to her or had any contact since we broke up. I still had her letter written to my mom hidden in my wallet under the picture of Selena that Selena gave me.
"Justin." I snapped back into reality.
"Yeah?"
"You saw Vanessa too, is that why you're so absent minded?"
"No, baby. You're who I love now." I answered and smiled.
We took our seats inside. I saw that Vanessa was with Cody Simpson and his sister. Had she really moved onto him? I miss her. NO! Justin, no. You've been strong for the past month, you can do it pass today. The show ended and she came up to me. She told me that Selena wasn't pregnant, I ended up spilling the secret. Fuck.
"Justin, I don't wanna go to the hospital." Selena said from beside me.
"No, we have to."
"No. I'm fine."
"No." I said again and drove to the hospital.
Once we were in there I didn't have to wait long. I'm Justin fucking Bieber after all. And she's Selena Gomez.
"What seems to be the problem?" The doctor asked once we got in a private room.
"Nothing. Sorry to waste your time." Selena stood up.
"No, I want to know if the baby's alright?" I pushed her down into her chair again lightly.
The doctor ran some tests, some more tests. Then finally said.
"There's no baby to even begin with."
"What?" I asked not believing my ears.
I paid him and left. I paid him extra to keep his mouth shut about this whole conversation, like nothing happened.
"You're not even pregnant, are you?" I asked once we got in the car.
"Justin, listen to me."
"Why should I? All you've done to me was lie!"
"It was for your own good!"
"Crying myself to sleep was for my own good? Breaking a poor girl's heart by breaking up with her was for my own good? EXPLAIN HOW!" My anger level rising.
"She wasn't fit for you! She's just looking for your money! Now she's moved onto Cody Simpson! Just for money!" Selena said desperately.
"Just so you know, she never took anything I offered her when I was dating her! Unlike you." I mumbled the last part.
"Excuse me?"
"Yeah, you're excused. Go." I said without any guilt.
She gave me the middle finger and got out of my car. I wasn't done yet. I drove next to her and rolled down the passenger's side of the car window.
"If it isn't obvious enough, we're done!" I shouted to her and drove off.
"Bitch." I mumbled to myself while driving home.
I got home all pissed off, I can't believe I thought she was sweet and nice. Just a home wrecker!
"What's wrong?" My mom asked.
"Mom, do you have Vanessa's phone number?"
"Vanessa's? No. Why?"
"Gomez fucking deleted her off my contact list!" I kicked a chair nearby.
"Justin! Language! Sit down and tell me what happened."
I explained to her the whole story. How I met Vanessa with Cody and everything.
"Wow. I never would have guessed."
"Yeah she's a fucking good actress alright." I mumbled.
"Justin, no swearing."
"Sorry." I got up and went to my room.
"Sean, what's Vanessa's number?" I called Sean Kingston.
"She changed her number… I don't have the new one. I'm sorry."
"Fuck." I hung up.
"Greyson, do you have Cody's number?" I asked Greyson Chance.
"Yeah. Give me a second." he gave me his number.
"Cody, do you have Vanessa's number?"
"Yeah. Call and apologize!" He said in a hushed voice.
Then the line went dead. The fuck's wrong with this bastard? I looked at my phone. Then I received a text from his number. It was another number. Then the words:
"Sorry, Vanessa told me not to tell you especially her number and she just came into the room so I couldn't say more."
I texted back a quick thanks and called Vanessa's number and added it in my contact list.
"Hello?" Her voice picked up.
"You were right." That was all I could think of. I didn't think she was even going to pick up.
"I always am." Then the line went dead again.
What the fuck? Hang up on Bieber day or something?
I asked my mom if I could go see Vanessa for a few days in her city. My mom agreed. She said she was going to fly my grandparents out to come with me and her. Maybe that'll even get Vanessa to talk to me more, use the excuse that my mom and grandparents wanted to see her again. Perfect. I was going to get her back alright. It's wrong not too. I obviously still love her, I'm sure she still loves me. We're perfect for each other. If fucking Gomez didn't get in the way. Vanessa was right that she was a bitch from the start too! God, why didn't I listen to her? I was so stupid!
