Blurred Perfection. 25: The Days Go On.

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*YOUR P.O.V*

A day had passed and I sat at my home, anxious as could be. I really wanted to listen to Justin's new song, but everybody said it was so sad. I had to hear it eventually, so I kept telling myself why not? But the other side of me said that it will bring the pain back, and I wasn't ready to be in that state again. But what if it really was about Selena? He could've wrote it a long time ago, but just not have told anybody. Yeah, that seemed right. 

I laid in bed on my laptop. It was noon and I had no plans for the day. I went straight to YouTube and look at my subscriptions. Justin had uploaded all of the songs from Believe Acoustic. There it was. Nothing Like Us. I slowly moved the mouse over to the title. I felt as if I didn't have control, just did it. I clicked on the video and heard the melody of the song. I could hear the pain and sadness in his voice. It killed me inside to hear him like this. To know that I may have caused this pain, cut me deeply inside.  

There's nothing like us... Nothing like you and me... Together through the storm...  

The music hit me hard and I was so tempted to grab my phone and dial his number. The song ended, but I still felt the pain. I wanted to be with Justin so badly at this moment, but he had probably gotten over the fact that we weren't together anymore. There was only one person that I could talk to right now about this. Pattie. Yes Justin's mom. I dialed her number and it rang a few times. We hadn't talked since a bit after the breakup so I wasn't sure how she was going to react about this.  

"(YN)?" she said with a funny voice.

She seemed surprised to even be talking to me. I had tears rolling down my cheeks now and that made it even more hard to talk.  

"Pattie, can we talk?" I said with my shaky voice.

I was laying in bed cuddled up in the blankets with my phone up close to my face. I felt like it was wrong to be talking to his mom, but she was the only one...  

*JUSTIN'S P.O.V.*

  

I sat across from my mom on the plane. She was on her laptop and I was on my phone. I slouched down and listened to my new album. Nothing Like Us came on and I took a deep breath. I kept this song on repeat because it reminded me of her. I mouthed along the words and looked out the window. We were on our way to NYC because that's where I was hosting Saturday Night Live. I was so excited to be on the show, and it helped me get my mind off of (YN). I turned my head to my mom as she picked up her ringing phone.  

"(YN)?" she said with worry in her voice.

I shot up and walked over to my mom to listen to the conversation. Why was she calling my mom? I tried to listen, but I could only here my moms replies and a tiny bit of her voice on the other end...  

*YOUR P.O.V.*

  

"Of course homey, what's wrong? You sound like you've been crying?!" she said.  

I sniffled before answering, "Lately on twitter I've been getting tweets about Justin's new song. So I listened to it even though I knew I shouldn't have and I just need someone to talk to. Please tell me that it's about Selena."  

"You can talk to me, I'm here for you. But I don't know, I can't tell you."  

"Thanks Pattie, it's just that I miss him so much and even though the song sounds like he misses one of us, he seems so happy without. I just want to be with him, but I know that he's happy without me. It kills me." I spilled my feelings out and everything. I hated complaining to others, but now I just had to.  

"One sec," she said and I waited a minute before she continued, "(YN) I'm not gonna lie. Justin misses you so much, he's not happy at all, and he tries to stop thinking about you, but he can't. I was just next to him on he plane and he was listening to that song over and over, literally, because it reminds him of YOU. He wants YOU back too. If you really want to know, the song is about the both of you. He said that only you'd understand though." 

"I get it..." my voice trailed off. I wasn't confused at all anymore. He missed the relationship that he had with Selena, and me. But did he even miss our relationship?   

"But management. Why'd they have to do this? I didn't think that I was that distracting!" I tried to say with a little laugh.  

"I don't think you're distracting at all. I'll never understand why they don't want you two together, but listen," she explained, "we are on our way to New York for Justin's SNL show, can we meet up?"  

"I would love that. When and where?" I said, now feeling better.  

"I can come to your house if that's okay, later tonight around dinner time, does that sound fine?"  

"Sounds perfect, see you later!" I said with a smile on my face. I felt better knowing that he missed me too, well us I guess you could say, it was comforting. I went to the bathroom and wiped away my dried up tears before getting ready for the day...  

*JUSTIN'S P.O.V.*

  

I waited for my mom to come back. She left and made me stay in my seat when she talked to (YN). It pissed me off because I wanted to know why she was calling, but I just asked when she came back.  

"What'd she say?" I said with worry in my voice.  

"She just needed to talk, that's all" I knew my mom wouldn't lie to me, but I also knew that she wasn't going to tell me about their conversation. 

I sat down and tried to get some sleep. But all I could dream about was her, it was almost every night, and she left me in every single one.  

When I awoke and we got to New York, we drove to a hotel near (YN)'s house. It was weird being less than 4 blocks away from her, and not being able to see her. I wondered constantly what she did and where she went. I had my own hotel room and I laid down in the bed and sighed. I put on some casual clothes and left to go practice my skits for SNL. I was the musical guest, and I was hosting, and I got to write the scripts! I was pumped and nothing could make these two upcoming weeks worse...  

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