Over Again

I'm Miranda, an art colledge student, living in London with a fairly average lifestyle. That is, until I meet a few colourful characters that pull me from the streets into the limelight where unfortunately, I will never ever be forgotten.


17. Chapter Sixteen: Awkward Ex's

We partied in several clubs, we somehow- don’t ask me how, ended up at his mansion or whatever. I can't remember the rest but I do know that I’m sitting here along in Justin’s room and looking around puzzled. I hear banging and clattering downstairs, I remain in the bed afraid to walk in on anything, when I hear Justin's voice calling me.

“Miranda! You awake yet?”

 I tiptoe out of the room and onto the landing, he smiles up at me from the foyer but he turns towards the door as the bell rings. I go down the first few steps and leave my hand on the banister as I stay standing halfway down the stairs. Justin swings the door open to reveal a very glamorous looking girl, dark hair and lovely chocolate eyes that are framed with anger as she sees me. I frown at Justin’s turned back ands raise an eyebrow at the beautiful girl, Justin groans.

“What do you want?”

He growls at her, preparing to slam the door. She stands there smirking, I continue to frown. She looks me up and down and puffs out her breath while rolling her eyes. Her voice is vicious,

“See you got a new whore?”

Justin grows impatient,

“What do you want Selena?”

She pulls her wrist out from under her sleeve and checks her expensive watch, Justin's hand that’s holding the door grows white with pressure. I decide to retreat up to the room and let the battle of the ex’s play on. I can't believe Selena Gomez just called me a whore! I’m not known for my eavesdropping but I can't help but hear their conversation,

“Justin I thought we were back together!”

“Selena I never implied such a thing!”

“Well you could have done better than her!”

“Somehow I totally disagree with you!”

 I grin a little; Justin thinks he couldn’t have done better than me? That’s so sweet!

“Look Selena I have better things to be doing than having a bitch conversation with you so goodbye.”

I hear the door begin to close but what sounds like something trapping it,

“Justin pleaseee!”

Selena’s voice gets high pitched and pleading,

“No, I have moved on and you should do the same thing.”

Justin’s words are sure and probably made Selena wince,

“Did you see what she was wearing?! Its clear ye were up to naughty business last night.”

“I said goodbye Selena!”

I hear silence before Justin shouting,

“I can't believe you did that! Get out of here now!”

I hear the door slam and Justin’s footsteps pounding up the stairs; I scamper into the bathroom and close the door quietly, pretending I didn’t hear any of that and that I have been in the bathroom the whole time.


Justin’s P.O.V:

Selena is seriously annoying me, ever since the split she has come back every so often after I have been photographed out clubbing because she knows that I have moved on. What's wrong with her? Can't she do the same?

“I said goodbye Selena!”

She pouts at me and pretends to wince at my words. Suddenly, out of the blue, she pushes herself onto me and smashes her lips on mine, I pull back. I would slap her but I wouldn’t do that to any girl, I growl at her,

“I can't believe you did that! Get out of here now!”

She smirks at me before taking off down the driveway, swinging her hips and waving seductively before finally leaving. I slam the door shut and growl in frustration, she knows that what she just did will mess my head up. I comb my hands through my hair before jumping up the stairs, taking two at a time, I hope Miranda didn’t witness that or I will have a lot of explaining to do. I look around my room, terrified. She’s nowhere to be seen, she didn’t hear did she?! She didn’t witness that, or did she?


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