Its always okay to cry

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"Okay, you guys ready for some food?" Justin calls out and Sky gets up going into the kitchen. I stand up folding the blanket we was using and laying it across the back of the couch. I walk to the backdoor walking down the steps of the patio. I walk under the poll house seeing Nash and his Teacher. "We've made some breakfast, I know it's a little late" I chuckle and Nash nods. "You're more than welcome to eat with us also" I say to the teacher. She's young and gorgeous! Like gorgeous to the point where I'm jealous. And she's so skinny! Nash has the hots for her, he's done told me about it. All I know is Justin's eyes better stay on me weather were together or not. Oh gosh, he's probably gonna be drooling over her. As we walk into the back door and into the kitchen Justin looks up. He glances at me then looks to Nash and His teacher. Of course he's looking at her. He looks away sitting down. I sit beside him and he leans over kissing my cheek. "I made your favorite" he whispers making me blush lightly. She's so much hotter than me and he could be staring and flirting with her but he's not.. "Oh my gosh, Justin Bieber?" She questions making Justin look up. "Yes ma'am" "wow, I'm a huge fan!" She says smiling so beautifully. Her teeth are legit perfect. They must be fake. Except she kinda had underbite, Justin don't like that. Good. "Thank you" Justin says grabbing his fork, smiling lightly. He made the most delicious pancakes. "Here baby" he says pouring strawberry syrup on my pancakes for me. "Thanks" I mumble lightly and he nods. "Wait, and your Scooters daughter?" "Yep" I smile lightly. "That's why scooter set up the-" "yeah" I cut her off laughing lightly. A fake one though. Ugh she's so fake. I'm so jealous. Like why can't I look like her. I wonder if her eyelashes are fake? They're super long. I would kill to have ones like them. "So yuns are a thing?" She squeals making me jump. "We're friends" I say before Justin could say anything. "But, he called you baby" "And?" Justin chuckles. "I just thought, I don't know" "you can't believe the media half the time" I say and she nods. She looks at her watch and says "well it's time for me to go, make sure to study Nash. Goodbye everyone" she says standing up holding her Michael Kors purse. "I'll walk you" Nash says and they both walk off. "She's so fake" Skylynn says and I groan nodding. "She's so pretty though" I say rolling my eyes and Skylynn nods agreeing. "She has a tad bit to much makeup on and she had extensions, fake boobs, and her teeth were bleached at least three times" Justin say and I raise my eyebrows at him. "How do you know?" I ask. "She also had contacts her eye color is actually greenish brown, not blue" "how do you know this stuff?" "I know fake from real" he says drinking some orange juice. I just nod. "How bout me?" "You've never had any plastic surgeries, your hair is died but it's beautiful. Your never cake your makeup on, you do it lightly to make it look natural as if you aren't wearing any. You wasn't born with that as- butt" he says correcting himself in front of Sky. "It's not fake, but you've worked hard for your amazing body. You use to be a little chunky in middle school maybe high school. That's why you're so paranoid about your body" he says. He was right. I look down slightly embarrassed. "But you're the most beautiful young lady no matter how much weight you gain or lose" he says holding my thigh under the table. I lightly smile taking a drink of my water. "You're good" I say and he nods. "I think I'll be needed a new teacher" Nash say, finally back to the table. "Why?" "Uh, because we kinda just made out. She's to big of a distraction" he says making me laugh. "Let's go out, all of us" Justin suggest making me smile. "Let's go!" "Where too?" Sky say and Justin nods. "I don't know lets just get dressed" Justin says and we all head up the stairs. I open my closet walking in and turning to my side and Justin does the same. "What should I wear?" "Shorts" Justin says grabbing shorts himself. "Justin I don't-" "I know but I know you have some and it's really hot out today" he says and I nod. "Please wear some, your legs are sexy as hell, I promise I wouldn't lie to you. You know I always tell you if you look funny" he says and I nod. He does tell me the truth. "Okay" I mumble digging through clothes. "You're confusing, you'll show your stomach but not legs" "you don't understand" I say turning to him, shirtless. He eyes look down towards my breast, licking over his lip. We still haven't even kissed since he's been back. He clears his throat turnings around. "You need to put a shirt on" he mumbles putting a shirt on himself. I smirk lightly pulling my pants down. "How bout this?" I ask making him look. "Jesus Baylee, please stop" he says looking away. "Why?" I whisper walking to him and wrapping my around around his back. I gently kiss his shoulder and whisper "I've just missed you" he stays silent holding his head down. "I don't think I'm gonna wear shorts though" I say and he just nods not even turning around. Hmm? "Hey" he mumbles and I turn looking at him. He was sitting on the stood like thing looking at me. "come here" he whispers and I walk to him and he pulls me on his lap. "I just wanna let you know that.. I'm sorry for scaring you" "what do you mean?" I mumble looking into his eyes. He looks away in shame. "With the pills and stuff, I-I should have even tried them. They make me so, scared? I guess. I don't like it but I just couldn't stop" he says and I just shrug. I didn't know what to say. "Wesley was a great guys and-" "please don't" I say shaking my head. "Baylee, I know you loved him" "I did" I say tearing up. He's just getting my all emotional. "It's okay to talk about him, and it's okay to cry" "Justin I just-" "shh, I understand" he says and I shake my head lightly coughing as tears began to roll out. "I tried my best to save him... I- I just couldn't-" "shh, it's okay. He's in a better place anyways" he says laying my head on his shoulder. I nod hugging him. "We don't have to go out" "yeah, please. Let's go" I mumble looking at him. He nods wiping my eyes for me. "Get dressed" he says sweetly and I nod dressing myself.

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