Request: Oneshot about jb maybe not handling Abel and Selena well. He gets drunk or high and abels there and Abel realizes that JB and sel belong together and he lets Selena go and Selena and jb talk and end up together
So maybe he shouldn’t have smoked that last joint.
Or the one before that.
Or the one before that.
But in his defense, it was 4/20. He was meant to blaze it.
It was what the day was for. Getting high.
But in hindsight maybe getting high wasn’t the best idea.
Especially based off his track record.
He did said things, and did things, he wouldn’t even dream of doing sober.
When Justin Bieber got high, all common sense flew out the window.
There was no telling right from wrong.
Besides, everyone knew he was an emotional person.
And considering the love of his life was happy with another man, he wasn’t in the best place emotionally.
And what better time to pour his heart out to a stranger than when he was high out of his mind?
So since his filter was off, and his emotions were too strong to be kept buried, he decided it would be a good idea to rattle off his love story, albeit not a traditional one, to whatever unlucky human decided to join him on the roof of the club.
“What are you doing up here all alone? I’m pretty sure I saw a bunch of your friends downstairs.”
The familiar voice pierced the somewhat silent night.
He wasn’t sure who it was and he didn’t bother to look, instead choosing to keep his gaze on the sky.
Not like it would have made much of a difference.
He was high out of his mind. His vision was blurry. He was sure he would see nothing more than a silhouette.
“Needed to be alone I guess.” He answered. Even though he wasn’t in the right mindset, his voice never wavered. It was a talent that only Justin Bieber seemed to possess.
He could be wasted to the point where he couldn’t remember his own name but his voice would never show it.
It was something Selena hated because he used it to his advantage to lie to her when he had been smoking and drinking daily, despite everyone telling him not to.
“Do you ever think back on what you had and hate yourself for taking it for granted?” He asked suddenly causing the twenty-seven year old to turn his attention to him.
“Well, I mean, I regret some things, yes. And I wish I had done them differently but I wouldn’t go as far to say as I hate myself.”
The younger boy shrugged. “I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t mean it. I mean, I had the perfect girl you know? She was beautiful. I used to call her my angel. I even have a tattoo of her with angel wings.” He smiled, mindlessly touching his tattoo.
Abel remained silent, realizing that he was talking about Selena, who happened to be his girlfriend.
“She really is an angel. She’s the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen. She has pretty brown hair that’s super soft and silky. And brown eyes that I used to get lost in. It sounds crazy but it’s true. Sometimes she’d be talking and I wouldn’t hear anything cause I’d just be looking at them. And her smile, God her smile. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to put that smile on her face. And her laugh was contagious. If you heard it, you wouldn’t be able to stop yourself from joining her.”
His voice faded as he got lost in his memories. He shook his head as if to clear it then resumed speaking.
“She has the biggest heart. She loves to help people. And she loves dogs, she has like a billion. Not to mention all children love her. She’s going to be an amazing mom. You know we had everything planned out? Our entire future together. From our wedding to how many kids we were going to have and what we were going to name them. Where we were going to live, what our house was going to look like. I don’t think she knows it, but I already had our proposal planned out. I wrote a speech and found the ring and everything. It was supposed to be in Central Park. But shit happens I guess. Well more like I happened.”
His voice turned bitter and he cast his head downwards.
“I got so into the partying lifestyle, I didn’t even realize what I was doing. How much I was hurting her. We broke up and then got back together and after that it became this long, never-ending cycle. We just kept hurting each other. It was horrible. God I was horrible to her. I wouldn’t blame her for hating me. I hate me.”
Abel’s eyes grew wide as Justin’s voice caught and he realized he was crying.
“And now she’s moved on. And she’s happy. And I hate it. And I know that sounds horrible of me because I do want her to be happy but I’m selfish and I want her to be happy with me. We were supposed to have our fairytale ending together. I’m supposed to wake up every morning with her in my arms. I’m supposed to bring her breakfast in bed and take her shopping and buy her mountains of gifts even though she says she doesn’t want them. I’m supposed to spoil her. I’m supposed to rub her feet when they’re sore and take care of her when she’s sick. We’re supposed to tuck our children in every night and tell them stories and sing them lullaby’s together. We’re supposed to watch them grow up. She’s supposed to comfort me when I don’t want my little girl to date or when I’m crying cause she’s getting married and I’m supposed to hold her when she’s emotional cause our baby boy found the girl of his dreams. We’re just- we’re supposed to love each other until our dying breaths.”
He choked on a sob.
“A-and she’s going to do all that with someone else and it hurts. It hurts cause I’m stuck here and I can’t get over her no matter how hard I try because I love her more than anyone could ever imagine but it’s too late. I screwed us up. It’s all my fault. I deserve it you know? I deserve to suffer while she moves on because of all the pain I put her through. I know that. I know she’s better off without me in her life but I’m not. It’s so hard cause I miss her every single day. I need her but I can’t have her. I messed up. She’s gone for good. But I-I just want her. I love her and I don’t know what to do anymore. I can only fake a smile for so long.”
Every emotion he had been hiding came to the surface.
He was done pretending he was okay.
Thanks to the drugs, he could no longer keep a grip on his mask. It had to come off.
Abel stood in silence as he watched the younger boy tuck his face into his hands as his entire body shook from his sobs, his heart going out for him.
He knew that he couldn’t stay with Selena.
Not when there was someone who loved her this much. More than he would ever love her.
And he knew that even though she didn’t want to admit it, she loved Justin just as much as he loved her.
And so, he made it his personal mission to play cupid for them both.
“Wait wait wait wait wait. Let me get this straight. You’re dumping me so I can get back together with Justin?” The brunette asked in confusion.
“Yes.” He nodded in confirmation to what she was saying was indeed correct.
“I don’t understand. Why?”
He sighed. “Because, I saw him break down with my own two eyes. The guy’s heartbroken Sel. He misses you.”
She crossed her arms, ignoring the pang in her heart. “Good. Now he knows how I felt.”
“Exactly. And he regrets hurting you.”
“As he should.” She would not give in. She would not go back to him. That chapter of her life is over.
“Selena. Justin said that he hated himself okay? He hates himself for hurting you. He said that he deserved every ounce of pain he’s going through because that’s what he did to you. He told me that he had you entire future planned out, including the speech he was going to use when he proposed to you. Believe me, if you heard what I did, you would not be arguing with me on this. You would already be with him.”
“Why are you so hellbent on getting us back together?” She frowned.
“Because you two love each other goddammit!” He exclaimed in exasperation. “He kept calling you an angel. He has you on this pedestal. Selena that boy loves you more than anyone ever will and I know you feel the same way about him. That kind of love is one of a kind okay? It doesn’t happen to anybody. It’s something most people can only dream about finding and I am not about to sit here and let you two throw it all away! Now for the love of all things holy, go get your man would you?”
She was taken aback at how important it seemed for her to be with Justin to Abel so without another word, she left to go find Justin.
“Justin, door’s for you.” His maid came into his bedroom.
“Tell whoever it is to go away.” He grumbled, not in the mood to deal with anyone.
His head hurt, his eyes burned, his limbs were so and he had no idea what happened the night before nor how he got home.
All he knew was that he felt like shit and he wanted Selena.
He always wanted Selena.
Just as he closed his eyes and pulled the blanket over his head, his bedroom door opened again.
“I said go away.” His voice was low and hoarse. She frowned at how rough he sounded.
“I wish I could but my now ex-boyfriend demands I speak to you.”
He immediately shot up at her voice, holding his head in his hands as it began to spin.
He groaned involuntarily as his blurry vision began to focus, wondering if he was still high or if she was really here.
She stood wide-eyed and just how horrible he looked.
Abel was right. He was suffering.
His eyes were red and puffy, evidence that he had cried a large amount.
Apart from that, there were purple bags under his eyes that suggested he hadn’t been sleeping well.
His clothes were rumpled and his hair was sticking up in all directions.
Somehow he seemed older than 23 with how stressed he looked.
Suddenly, all she wanted to do was hug him and take away his pain.
She shook her head at the thought, deciding to stand her ground.
“Se-Selena?” He questioned hesitantly.
“What-what are you doing here?” He asked in a shaky voice.
Seeing her standing in front of him with her arms crossed and a bored expression on her face made him want to cry.
Things used to be so different.
And it was all his fault.
“What did you say to Abel last night?”
His heart dropped and he closed his eyes, forcing his tears back even as the pressure in his chest increased.
Of course. It was something to do with Abel. It was always something to do with Abel.
What had he done now? He couldn’t remember seeing Abel last night, much less talking to him.
“I,” He stopped, coughing to clear the lump in his throat before he continued, “I don’t know. I can’t remember.”
“How high were you Justin?” Her tone made him feel like a child being scolded by his mother.
How many times had he gotten high when they were together?
Wasn’t that what damaged their relationship in the first place?
And yet here he was.
“I don’t know.” He bowed his head in shame, sniffling as one lone tear managed to escape the inner corner of his left eye.
Her heart softened when she saw it but her resolution remained.
“Whatever it was, I’m sorry.” He apologized nonetheless, knowing that an apology is what she usually wanted.
She would scold him and leave. He wanted to be alone. He wanted to be able to cry in peace.
He couldn’t take the looks she was sure to give him. He already felt horrible as it was. He already hated himself.
She sighed then spoke in a considerably softer tone. “Justin, you told him about me. Well us.”
“What?” His heart skipped. What had he said? What had he done?
“Yeah. Apparently you completely broke down.” She continued and he began to hyperventilate.
What had he done? Had he just made things worse? Was this her coming to say that she was cutting all ties with him?“
He began to tremble at the thought.
"I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.”
“Justin, calm down.” She stepped closer to him, sitting down on the bed and pulling him into a hug.
He clutched onto her tightly, burying his head in her neck and she rubbed his back.
“It’s okay.” She soothed. Tears pricked at her own eyes. She hadn’t believed that he really was this volatile. She should have been more careful with her words.
Her heart clenched and she finally understood where Abel was coming from.
Justin kept muttering 'I’m sorry’ over and over as she hushed him.
Eventually he managed to calm down enough for her to continue.
“Whatever you told him last night made a huge impact on him because he came home and broke up with me.” He cut her off before she continued.
“Oh my God, I ruined your relationship. I’m sorry. I’ll talk to him. Please don’t hate me. I didn’t mean to. I’m sorry.”
“Justin! Justin, calm down!” She took his face into her palms, forcing him to look at her.
“It’s okay. Calm down.” She reassured. He gulped.
“He said that we had the type of love that people can only dream about having and he wasn’t about to let us throw that away. He broke up with me because he wanted me to get back together with you.”
“Oh.” Justin muttered, finally understanding what was happening. He looked at her hopefully.
“I didn’t know what I expected when I came here but I honestly didn’t think we were going to get back together. I always figured that our relationship was something in my past but seeing you this torn up made me realize that he was right. You love me and I love you. Our love is one of a kind. That doesn’t happen to everyone. Why should we throw it away? So I’m here to say that I’d like to be yours again, if you’ll have me after everything I’ve put you through.”
The second the last word was out his lips were on hers and that was all the confirmation she needed.
She would need to find a way to thank Abel for this.
That’s the longest one shot I’ve ever written so I hope yall like it.
I was having dinner at a restaurant in downtown LA with the crew.
The table was lively and filled with laughter as we waited for our food to arrive.
I heard the door to the restaurant open because of the bell that was located above the door then everyone got quiet and I saw them exchange glances.
I looked at Ryan who was seated next to me with his back to the door but he only shrugged, just as clueless as me.
But then I heard her voice.
I turned my head and saw a waitress leading her to a table.
Was she here alone?
My questioned was answered when the waitress shifted and I saw a guy next to her holding her hand.
She turned her head to him when he said something and laughed when she passed our table not even recognizing us here.
Not going to lie, that hurt.
Was she here on a date with him?
Did she already move on?
I felt a lump grow in my throat and swallowed painfully when she wrapped her arm around his neck and sat on her lap like she used to do with me.
They took a few pictures before she went back to her seat that was positioned opposite from him.
I had a perfect view of her side profile from here.
If she only turned her head a little then we would make eye contact but her attention was on him so that never happened.
I felt like an idiot.
Here I was openly proclaiming my love for her in almost every interview in hopes that she would realize that I was serious about us but she was out on dates.
That means she was serious when she was going out on dates…
I was stupidly hoping she was lying even though it made no sense for her to.
I felt my eyes start to burn at the realization that maybe we were done for good.
She looked happy with him and that was all I ever wanted.
For her to be happy.
I just hoped that she would have been happy with me.
“I’ll be right back.” I mumbled and got up, making a beeline for the restrooms.
I felt everyone’s eyes on me but I didn’t care.
I splashed some water on my face and took some deep breaths.
All I had to do was get through this dinner then I could go home and stalk this guy.
I needed to know she was in safe hands.
After a few minutes the door opened and Ryan walked in.
“You okay bro?”
He raised an eyebrow at me knowing I was lying.
“I don’t want to talk about it right now.” I admitted.
He nodded and made his way to the door which was his way of saying he respected my wishes.
“Okay well you know where to find me when you are ready to talk.”
“Thanks dude.” I nodded.
“Oh and food’s here.”
I followed him back to our table and sat down.
The atmosphere was awkward since no one knew what to say.
The meal passed with a few comments here and then everyone began desserts.
Seeing Selena share her dessert with that guy was enough to close any appetite I had so I skipped out on that and was about to leave when she saw me.
We made eye contact but my eyes drifted to where hers were connected to his and it took every bit of self control not to go over there and rip them apart so instead I quickly averted my eyes and headed towards the door, got into my car amd drove.
I honestly had no idea where I was going but I needed to clear my mind and driving always helped.
I turned my head and made eye contact with the last person I’d expect to see while I was on a date.
I saw his eyes drift over to wjere my hand was connected to Sam’s and then he briefly glanced at me again before hastily leaving.
I allowed my eyes to roam the room and I saw his team looking at me but when they saw me looking their way they all avertes their eyes.
I returned my attention to Sam but I couldn’t get the heartbrokem expression on Justim’s face when he saw me holding Sam’s hand out of my head.
His eyes looked so sad…
“Huh?” I focused on Sam who was snapping his fingers in front of my face.
“Sorry, I didn’t realize I zoned out.” I apologized even though Justin’s eyes were haunting me.
I felt so guilty even though I wasn’t doing anything wrong.
We were over.
I was allowed to go on dates.
So why did I feel like I was betraying him?
“Selena!” I jumped when a pair of hands clapped right in front my face.
“You’re doing it again.”
“I’m sorry. I just have a lot on my mind I guess.”
“It’s him, isn’t it?” He looked at me knowingly.
“Justin.” He elaborated. “I saw the way he looked at you. It’s bothering you isn’t it?”
I groaned placing my head in my hands.
“I don’t get it. We broke up months ago so why do I feel guilty?”
“Maybe because you love him?” He pointed out. I glared at him.
“What?” He shrugged innocently. “I’m just stating facts here.”
“Why are you so casual about this? I’m on a date with you and I’m thinking about my ex.” I asked genuiely curious.
He shrugged. “You guys love each other. It obviously wouldn’t work out between us.”
“So why don’t we call this a night and agree to be friends?”
“Deal.” I smiled.
He called the waiter over and once everything was set we walked out together.
“Good thing we came in separate cars huh?” He joked.
“Yeah good thing.” I responded softly.
“Hey thanks for understanding…” I trailed off awkwardly.
“No problem.” He smiled.
We said our goodbyes and I headed over to Justin’s only to find out he wasn’t there.
I tapped my fingers on the steering wheel trying to figure out where he was when and idea struck me.
I drove to the pier knowing there was a part that most of the public didn’t know about.
He used to come here all the time when he wanted to think.
I parked my car and got out, the cold air making me shiver.
I made my way onto the jetty and saw his figure sitting on the edge with his feet in the water.
What do I say?
“Aren’t you cold?” I blurted.
Anything but that. God I was so dumb.
He turned his head to me as I sat next to him but instead of allowing my feet to hang in the water I tucked them under me.
“Not really.” He shrugged.
I rubbed my palms up and down my arms trying to warm myself up as I thought of something else to say.
“What are you doing here?” He asked after a few minutes of silence.
“You weren’t home so I figured you’d be here.” I mumbled looking at the water even though I knew he was looking at me.
“You went to my house? Why?” The shock was evident in his voice.
Why was this so hard?
“You felt guilty on your date didn’t you?” He took the words out of my mouth.
“How’d you know?”
He shot me a sad smile. “I know you better than anyone else. Besides I’ve been there…”
I nodded then looked down again.
“Is this always how it’s going to be? Us struggling to find other people?”
“It doesn’t have to be.” He mumbled.
“Justin…” I knew exactly where he was going with this.
“We can’t be with other people because we love each other. We’re meant to be.”
“Justin we can’t be together.”
“Why not?” The hurt in his voice was prominant.
“Because we only end up hurting each other! We always say it’ll be different but it never is!” I cried.
“But this time it really is different. We’ve been apart for a really long time and we’ve both had time to focus on ourselves and mature.” He pleaded.
“I-I don’t know.” I was finally moving on from the world of hurt I was living in. Was I ready to go back there if things went wrong?
“I love you Sel. And I know you love me. We can do this. We can have our happy ever after…” He took my hand in his and I closed my eyes picturing our future. Together.
“We’re meant to be.” I smiled before I kissed him.