Selena's POV:

I didn't wait for them. I felt like going so I did. But at the same time, I was scared. It wasn't as if that's where all my bullying had taken place but at the same time, it is where I went to get away from it all. I missed it, no doubt about that. I missed the place so much that it hurt. So I was going back. Don't get me wrong, it isn't some beautiful place like the one Justin showed me. It's pretty simple and not at all fancy but it held a special value to me.You know that old toy that you have in your back cupboard that you don't want to give away because it means too much? Well that's pretty much the way I felt. I guess you could say that it was sort of my getaway paradise/vacation or whatever. "Sel wait-hold on a second." I turned  my head to see Justin running towards me. I was so distracted I hadn't even realised I was at the school gates. "Yeah?" I asked. "I'm coming with you." He stated, trying to catch his breath. I didn't know if I wanted him to come. I hadn't showed anyone this place. Not even Renee and Marie. But then again, there was something about him that I couldn't help but trust. "You don't have to." I say. "But I want to." he says. "I'm serious." I added. "So am I. Besides, who doesn't want to miss school?" He had a good point there. "I guess you can come." I say. "I never asked for your permission." He smirked. I didn't know what to say so I just rolled my eyes and began walking again. As soon as I turned my back I couldn't help but smile. I know I wasn't supposed to like it, but his demeanor was definitely entertaining. "So where are we going?" he asked me. "You'll see when we get there." I tell him. "You mean we have to fucking walk?" I gave him an amused smile. "I never took you for being lazy, Justin." I tease. "I'm not lazy just sensible." I scoff. "Oh yeah? How?" I ask. "If we have a vehicle, we may as well use it otherwise we are wasting God's gifts." He mocked a religious stance. I let myself dissolve into a fit of giggles. He was really amusing sometimes. "Uh-huh sure." I turned away from him and muttered; "Lazy." I joke. "I heard that!" he says. "I don't know what you are talking about." I fluttered my eyelashes innocently and tried to hide a smirk.  "You are just-" he started. "Amazing, I know, thanks." I say, cutting him off. "You really are a whole lot cockier." he says. "You are a bad influence." I tell him. "Anything else I can influence you to do?" I glared at him and he simply shrugged at me. "No need to get pissy, it was just a suggestion." he says. "One I hope, that you will not repeat." I say. "Can't help it, babe." he says. Babe. The sound of the word on his lips made my heart flutter. What the hell? No way did I just say that. That was-that was just no. Gross. Put it out of your mind OJ Girl. Oh great, now I was using the nickname he gave me. "OJ Girl, hey, anyone there?" Justin waved a hand in front of my face. "Right sorry." I snapped back. "What were you thinking about?" He glanced curiously at me. "Oh nothing important." I shrugged. He raised his eyebrows disbelievingly at me. I shook my head and he sighed. "When are we going to get there?" He asked me. "Soon." I say. "Will you tell me where we're going?" he says. "No." I say. "Why not?" he asks. "It's a surprise." I tell him. "I hate surprises." I laugh. "That's too bad then." He huffed. "You're mean." he says. "And you are a two year old." I tell him. "Please, I'm fully grown. Want to see?" he teased. "No thanks. I'm good." I looked away from him wiggling his eyebrows suggestively at me. I glanced around at my surroundings to see if I could pin-point exactly how much more we had to walk to get there. Sure enough, the old -now slightly faded- sign came into view again and my panic mode turned on. I wasn't sure if I could handle this. What if they hated me for not coming around so often (or maybe never) anymore? Oh my God, what would Justin think? "Hey, Sel? You okay? You look like you're going to start hyperventilating." he tells me. "I-I'm fine Justin. Don't worry about it." I mustered up a fake smile. I got a flat look in response. "Don't give me that I'm-okay-no-problem fake smile, Sel. I'm not stupid." My smile fell. "Okay, so I'm a little nervous." I admit. "Why would you be nervous?" He looked generally confused. I sighed. "I just- I haven't been here in a while. I dropped by a few times over the past couple of years but before, I used to go everyday. I stopped going after-" I cut myself off. He gave me a sympathetic look that made me want to scowl in annoyance of how weak he plainly thought I was and smile because it meant he cared. I settled for scowling. "Why are you glaring at me?" he asks. "Stop looking at me like that." I snapped. "What?" He asked, flabbergastered. "I'm not looking at you like anything!" he protests. "I don't want pity." I turned away from him. He stood for a while, processing what I said before coming closer. He bumped my shoulder with his. "Hey, I don't pity you." He said, softly. "Good." He grinned at me.  "Glad you aren't mad." he chuckles. "I wasn't mad, just a little annoyed." We walked in a comfortable silence. The faded yellow sign  getting closer and closer until it was staring me smack in the face. Literally. I toppled backwards hitting the floor on my bum. I groaned in pain but my companion didn't do anything. Well he did do something- if you count laughing that is. "You are just so fucking clumsy." He snorted through his laughter. I glared at him. "Are you going to help me up or not?" I grumbled. "Sorry." He was still trying to contain his smile. He reached down and held out his hand and I grabbed it, hauling myself upwards. I dusted myself down with my hands as he took a step back. "Julie's Café." He read. "Is this where we were heading?" he asks. "Pretty much." I didn't wait for another comment or question, I just walked straight in. The cold air hit my face and the familiar smell of hot chocolate floated through. The place hadn't changed a bit. The green booths lined up against both sides with tables cluttered across the middle. The counter still as shiny as ever so I realised something that made me smile. "Selena!" Maggie greeted. She rushed towards me and gave me a massive hug. I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her back with the same enthusiasm, if not more.   "You haven't been around for ages!" I took a step back and smiled at her. "I'm sorry, Maggie. There was just a lot of stuff going on."   I tell her. "I figured." She teased. "Selena!" James rushed towards me and swept me up in his arms. "I missed you!" he tells me. "Missed you too, James." Someone cleared their throat behind me and I gave them an apologetic smile. "Justin, this is Maggie. Maggie, Justin." I introduced. "Hello, dear." Maggie gave him a bright smile. "Hi." he smiled back at her. "How do you know Selena?" she asked Justin. "She's a friend from school." I felt a pang in my heart when he said friend. "Forgetting me already?" James teased. "Sorry Jay. Justin this is James, he's-" I started, but got cut off. "Selena's ex-boyfriend." James finished putting his arm over my shoulders. Oh, not this again. James should know by now that he's really bad at acting. Every time I introduce him to a guy-  "Her what?!" Justin all but shouted. Did he really believe James? This was too good. Either James has gotten really good at acting or Justin is way to gullible. I glanced up at James's apparently serious face but saw that he was trying really heard not to laugh. "Her ex-boyfriend." James said seriously.  "How come you didn't tell me?" Justin whipped his head around to face me. It was to hard to resist. My reserve broke and I went off into peals of laughter. James didn't hesitate to join me. I clutched at my stomach, hoping it wouldn't burst from how much it ached. Justin looked confused, his gaze moving from me to James and back again. "What's going on?" He asked.  "Holy shit, dude. You're so gullible." James gasped. "I can't believe that you-that you-" I broke off. "As awesome as Sel is, she's not my type." James grinned. "Huh?" Justin asked, still dazed. "I have a different preference in gender." he says. "You mean-you-" Justin said. "Yeah," I turned to James, a soft smile gracing my lips. "You let it out?" I asked. He grinned down at me. "After your outburst, I knew I couldn't hide it anymore."

Flashback. 
"I'm gay." He told me, looking me straight in the eye. There was no signs of laughter in his face, any smile marks vanished completely. He was definitely not joking. "That one was good." I complimented. "But its time for you to tell everyone for real." He threw back his head and laughed. To anyone watching it would have looked like I told a hilarious joke but I was serious. Enough lies. Enough secrets. He had to tell everyone. He knew that he'd have to do it eventually. He just chose to delay when that day would come but it wasn't fair. Not to his family, not to his friends, not to himself. "I'm serious." I stated. His laughter ceased and his expression contorted into one of pain. "I can't do that." He shook his head. "Yes, you can." I say. "I can't." he tells me. "Why can't you?" I ask. "You're one thing.. It's amazing that you don't care; that you haven't treated me any differently." He paused for a moment, unsure of what to say. "But not everyone will react like that. They'll be awkward. They'll laugh. I won't be treated the way I am now." he says, sighing. "But you have to do it, James." I insisted. "I won't do it, Selena." The tone in his voice indicated finality but I had had enough. He was being idiotic and stubborn. He didn't understand. He thought he knew what it was like to be mocked and scorned? What he felt wasn't even close to what I did. He was acting like some obstinate child. "Don't you Selena me, James Dolan. You are being a stubborn idiot! You know that if they really cared about you, then it wouldn't matter if you're gay or not." I tell him. "You don't get it! You never will!" He shouted. "You won't ever understand! Can you even imagine what kind of insults I would get thrown at me if I told? How it would feel to be mocked every day?" he scram. "Maybe I would! You don't get it. No one would think it mattered if they really cared! Did I run away when you told me? Did I mock you? No! Because I care. " His mouth opened then shut it again because there was nothing he could say. "Until you realise that I can't talk to you anymore." I stomped away in anger and frustration. He didn't realise what he had. I didn't know if he ever would but at least now he would think about it.

End flashback.

"I'm so proud of you." I stared up into his grey eyes. He smiled fondly at me before wrapping me in his arms. "Thank you." he murmured into my hair. "For everything." he tells me. "Sorry to interrupt, but James has to get back to work." Maggie interjected. "Sorry, Mum." James apologised. "Yeah Maggie, sorry." I apologize. "It's not a problem, Selena." She smiled at me. "So how do you know James?" Justin asked, reminding me of his presence. "I found this place when I was about ten years old with Nick before I met Mellisa. I used to come here and relax. Maggie owns the place and James is her son so we clicked and well.. here we are." I explained. "That's.. cool." Justin said.  "Selena's lying. Relax isn't the only thing she did when she came here." James commented as he walked passed us. Justin's gaze jerked to me. "What else did you do?" He asked. "Well I.. sang a little. There's karaoke." Justin looked both impressed and surprised. "You know, after all that protesting about joining the band, I find that hard to believe." he tells me. "I don't blame you. After I turned 14, I stopped." I admit. "Why?" he asked. "I didn't have the will to go on." He didn't look like he believed me and I didn't blame him. I wouldn't have believed me either. I just didn't want to say the real reason why I stopped. "We can do one together if you want." James appeared behind me. I was startled and almost fell back in surprise. "James! Don't scare me like that!" James smirked. "Scardey-cat." he teased. "I'm not a scardey-cat!" I protee. "You are." he says. "Not." I say. "Are." he says. "Not." I say. "If you're not, prove it." he tells me. "How on earth am I supposed to prove it?" I threw my hands up in exasperation. "Sing with me." I froze. "I don't know.." I say. "Well I guess I can't force you.. chicken." he teased. "I'm not chicken!" I say. "Prove it." I sigh. "Fine. I'll sing with you." He grinned at me. "Good. Now come on." he says. "Hold on a sec." I turned to Justin. "You can go if you want to." I offered. "I don't want to." He shook his head. "I want to see this." he says, smiling. "You sure?" I question. "Yeah," he tells me. "Are you sure you're sure?" I ask. "Yes." he says. "You don't have to-" I start. "Go!" He pushed me towards the karaoke microphone stand. James quickly whispered into my ear and I looked at him grinning at him from ear to ear. I love this song.

'It's going down, I'm yelling timber,
You better move, you better dance,
Let's make a night you won't remember,
I'll be the one you won't forget,
Wooooah (timber), wooooah (timber), Wooooah (it's going down),
Wooooah (timber), wooooah (timber), Wooooah (it's going down),

I sang, already feeling myself getting lost in the song. As James began Pitbull's part, I clapped my hands to the drumbeats, encouraging the crowd that had turned to us to join in.

'The bigger they are, the harder they fall,
These big-iddy boys are dig-gidy dogs,
I have 'em like Miley Cyrus, clothes off, Twerking in their bras and thongs, timber,
Face down, booty up, timber,
That's the way we like to–what?–timber,
I'm slicker than an oil spill,
She say she won't, but I bet she will, timber  Swing your partner round and round,
End of the night, it's going down,
One more shot, another round,
End of the night, it's going down,
Swing your partner round and round,
End of the night, it's going down,
One more shot, another round,
End of the night, it's going down,

I jumped straight into my part. By this time, almost all of the audience was up on their feet and dancing along. I went off stage and began to sing in the middle of the crowd, my hips swaying.

'It's going down, I'm yelling timber,
You better move, you better dance,
Let's make a night you won't remember,
I'll be the one you won't forget,
It's going down (it's going down),
I'm yelling timber,
You better move (you better move),
You better dance (you better dance),
Let's make a night you won't remember,
I'll be the one you won't forget (you won't forget),
Wooooah (timber), wooooah (timber), Wooooah (it's going down),
Wooooah (timber), wooooah (timber), Wooooah (it's going down),
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane,
Nah, it's just me, ain't a damn thing changed, Live in hotels, swing on planes,
Blessed to say, money ain't a thing,
Club jumping like LeBron now,
Volí Order me another round, homie,
We about to clown.Why?
'Cause it's about to go down,
Swing your partner round and round,
End of the night, it's going down,
One more shot, another round,
End of the night, it's going down,
Swing your partner round and round,
End of the night, it's going down,
One more shot, another round,
End of the night, it's going down.

The last part of the song and I put everything, heart and soul into it. James was slightly out of breath and I made my way back up to the stage. I glanced at Justin in the crowd he gave me a thumbs up and grinned at me making my heart stutter.

'It's going down, I'm yelling timber,
You better move, you better dance,
Let's make a night you won't remember,
I'll be the one you won't forget,
It's going down (it's going down),
I'm yelling timber,
You better move, you better dance (you better dance),
Let's make a night (let's make a night) you won't remember,
I'll be the one (I'll be the one) you won't forget (you won't forget),
Wooooah (timber), wooooah (timber), (hey), Wooooah (it's going down) (Pitbull),
Wooooah (timber), wooooah (timber), wooooah (it's going down),
Wooooah (timber), wooooah (c'mon), wooooah (it's going down),
Wooooah (timber), wooooah (you won't forget), wooooah (timber).

My breath came out in short pants and the crowd roared in appreciation. I managed a slightly breathless smile and walked away from the microphone stand. Justin gave me a large hug. "That was fucking awesome!" He said.  "Thanks." I smiled. "It felt.. good." I admit. "You had the whole crowd on their feet and copying your moves that is more than good. Some pretty hot moves you got their, Sel." he winked at me and I blushed. James and Maggie came over to me, showering me with excessive praise which I probably didn't deserve. I glanced back at Justin and I felt my heart swell in my chest. Then something hit me. That was why my heart stuttered when he smiled at me. Why I was kind of disappointed when he called me his friend. Why I was able to trust him with so much. I like Justin Bieber.