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“Notyou.Nottoday.Notever.”Finallyable to take a deep, steadying breath,Istare him down. “Justget this over with.Saywhat you need to say and then leave.Please.”
“You’rethe one who started choking.Iwas only trying to help.”
“Becauseyou’re alwayssohelpful.”
“Whyare you so pissed at me?Ithought we were… like friendsor somethingafter the elevator,”Jacksonasks, his eyes searching my face.
“SodidI!Butthen you blew up my life on nationalTV.Youhad to get through an army of media vans and paparazzi to get through my front door tonight.Youdid that!”
Jacksonshrugs. “Ididn’t mean for that to happen.”
“Ofcourse, this was going to happen!Foryou, maybe it’s some amusing anecdote.Youcome off like the hero.ButI’mthe one who peed in a damn water bottle, okay?”
“I’msorry, but it’s just not that big of a deal.”
“Maybeto you, it’s not.You’refamous and everything, andI’mjust me.Andyou turned me into a national joke.Ithought…”
“Whatdid you think?”
“Nevermind.”
“Tellme.”
“Iget that you’re you, andI’mme.Iknow we couldn’t be more different.ButIguessIthought that the elevator kind of leveled the playing field.Forthose six hours in that elevator, we were just two humans.Twohumans in really, really unfortunate circumstances.IguessIthought you saw me as a person, and not just a convenient punch line.AndIguessIwas wrong.”
“Ido.”
“Idon’t believe you.Thanksfor coming here and apologizing,Iguess.Ithink you should go now.”
“You’rekicking me out?”
“Shocking,Iknow.Ibet the famous movie star doesn’t get kicked out of places anymore.Probablynot for a long time.Butit’s happening now.Enjoy!”
“I’msorry,Selena.Iswear.”
“Thankyou for saying that.Ithink you should go now.”
“Ihaven’t said whatIcame here to say.”
“Youdidn’t come here to apologize?”
Ugh.Ithink he actually might be the worst person on the face of the earth.
“Thenwhy the hell did you come here?Justspit it out and then go.”
“Ithink we should date.”
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Andthat’s whenIspit a mouthful of wine right atJacksonWaters.Unfortunately,Imiss him, and it lands on the floor in between us.So,Ididn’t spray him in spit-wine, and nowIhave to clean it up later.
Fuck.My.Life.
Howmuch wine didIjust breathe in whenIwas choking?Howlong didIgo without oxygen while it felt likeIwas coughing up a lung?AmIhallucinating?
“Date?Youthink we shoulddate?”Theword feels unfamiliar in my mouth, like a sound from another language.Itmust be.BecauseclearlyJacksonandIdon’t have the same definition ofdate.
