As Long As You Love Me

Bad boy Justin needs to be taught a lesson. So his teachers come up with a plan and pairs him off with the best behaved girl in school for a school assignment! What happens when sparks fly between them? Will Justin and Selena admit their feelings to each other?


18. City of Love


Selena's POV


Paris. The city of love. I've always wanted to visit this place, but with my true love, my soul mate. Speaking of which, I still couldn't place my feelings for Justin. The way he's been acting, as if we had eventful history between us, no fights, nothing. I didn't believe that someone could change from one person to another in one day. Before we were mutual enemies and now we're...friends? How does that work? I was so caught up in my thoughts I didn't even realise Justin was staring at me with this look in his eyes that I couldn't place. 


"What?" I asked, blushing a deep shade of red. God, how I hated that blush. 


"Nothing." He replied, turning his head away from me. 


Justin's POV


"Nothing," I said, as I turned my head away from her to prevent my feelings for her to show. 


I couldn't get the girl out of my head.


She was literally the most gorgeous thing I'd ever laid eyes on.


Her dark hair was shining in the sunlight through the window, shimmering with red and her body... Oh, God her body. It wasn't muscled within an inch of its life or plastic in any way. It was small and petite-completely ethereal yet still managed to have curves. Her skin wasn't orange with the fake tanner that everyone seemed to be using. It was creamy and pale, flushing a delicate pink that almost brought me to my knees.


She was real. How did I not notice this before? God, how I wanted her.


I wanted to stare into those beautiful, expressive brown eyes for the rest of my days. Forget sleeping, eating, or even breathing, I never wanted to look away from her again. From the moment I really saw her two weeks ago, when we started our assignment, she had taken over my entire mind, danced in every thought. I wanted to feel the energy that flowed between us when I held on to her, steadying her so that she didn't fall. I was completely enthralled with her.


The second my arm brushed hers, the same energy flowed through my body when our skin made contact, and ended up getting angry at myself because it was so much worse. It was like a thousand volts, painlessly shocking my system and making me almost beg for more.


And in some twisted form of kismet, I couldn't have her.


It had been over a month since I'd allowed myself to have a physical relationship with a woman, and I usually get a new one on my arm everyday. I followed Selena around wherever she wanted to go and fought with the gravitational force that seemed to be pulling me to her-like magnetism, two polar opposites irrevocably attracted to one another. 


The minute we landed in Paris, she looked around and gasped softly as she took in the view. The golden glow of the stone as the sun goes down in spring and hits the old buildings bordering the river with its last rays, with the shrill calls of the swallows flying through the darkening sky as people crossed a bridge over the Seine and breathe that something in the air that transform your regular everyday city into something else for a brief moment that will last an eternity in your memory.


Geez I just sounded like a girl. Because that's exactly what Selena looks for in a man. 


Shut up! I was complimenting the modern city. 


Yeh well you didn't have to sound like a sap saying it. 


Whatever, Selena will like me, I'm sure of it.


Psh, good luck with that, considering you were a jackass to her before this assessment.


Shut it I can handle it myself. Quit messing around in my head. 






I snickered as I argued with myself in my head. Selena gave me a weird look, but shook it off when I gave her a reassuring smile and grabbed our bags. 


"Come on, let's check into the hotel rooms. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow."

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