What had just happened? Justin had just confessed how much he loved me and I had just turned down his beautiful ass. I really still loved Justin. But why he hurt you, stupid girl. The look on his face after I said we were never dating... devastated, hurt, surprised. I wanted to kiss him, I wanted him to follow me out of the elevator, and us go back to my hotel room and pretend all of this never happened. I was still standing outside the elevator. No Bella, go to your room. I clicked the clear button and the elevator opened. My fingers skimmed the buttons, 1,2,3..4...5, I gently pushed it in. I was standing in the hallway now, Scooters room only feet away. Its not to late to turn around. I walked forward, my steps matching the beat of my heart. I knocked on the door. I felt my body getting weaker. "Come in," Scooter said. I slowly turned the knob on the door. I spotted Justin first, and my knees felt like water. Scooter was sitting up on his bed. I looked at Justin, then scooter. "Take a seat," Scooter said. I sat down on the bed to the right of them. "So, Justin just told me, he was in love with you," Scooter said. I looked at Justin, he looked at me. "Y-yeah," was all I could manage to say. "So were...are you guys dating?" He asked. Justin answered before I could, "We were, but we aren't anymore." Scooter looked over at me, "Yes, t-that is right." I said. "The thing is, dancers aren't suppose to have any relationship with Justin other than acquaintances, am I right," Of course he knew he was right. "Yes sir," I said. "Look it's over I promise Scooter, but I would hate to see her leave, just because of me, its not fair." Justin interrupted. Scooter ignored Justin. He was staring at me now...hard. My heart raced. "You are a good dancer." He said. "Thanks," I said nervously. It was silent. "So Bella, I'm going to give you a choice, Justin or dance."