Oblivious Love 2

❁Chapter 21: They Know❁

❁Chapter 21: They Know❁

YN's P.O.V

A month passed by and Justin had gain so much progress he could be taken out of hospital once again. I've literately been waiting for those words of approval to come out of Dr Osbourne's mouth - "Justin is free to go". Although he's still stuck in his usual wheelchair, the idea of him coming home makes me overjoyed and very relieved.

"Can you get the shirt behind you on the floor?" Justin asked as we were finishing packing his belongings.

"Sure," I simply said turning round and bending over to surprisingly feel a smack on my ass. "Justin!" I gasped giving him a shocked expression.

"...Oops," he shrugged with the most smug smirk on his face, "too tempting," he winked over to me before he wheeled himself else where.

I've also noticed he's become even more hornier being stuck in this horrible hospital. After all we haven't had sex for over a month now, that's pretty new to Justin.

"Baby? Ready?" I asked softly,

"Yep. Let's get outta' this shit hole," Justin rolled his eyes as he skilfully opened the door with his wheelchair. For a person who's disabled, Justin has quickly learnt ways to do difficult tasks without me. But being the overprotective person I am, I like to jump in where I'm possibly needed.

"Your hands are probably getting tired, let me push you," I offered as I grabbed my hands on his wheelchair.

"You treat me like a baby," Justin rolled his eyes as he let me take control.

"That's cause you are a baby, my baby!" I giggled, kissing his cheek while I pushed him.

"Good save," he smirked. We walked out of the hospital doors and for the first time in a while I could see a genuine smile spread across Justin's face, as cringey as it may sound, his happiness literally warmed my heart. It didn't take long for us to get in the car safely and make our way back home. I had to buy a new Range Rover since the other one was so badly crashed; it was impossible to repair. It wasn't easy for Justin at first to get into a vehicle again after his tragic incident, but he's growing to be more comfortable with cars again.

"Is Sky home?" Justin asked as he rolled up to the front door in his wheelchair,

"She wanted to spend the weekend with my parents so it's just us," I smiled opening the front door and dropping his luggage on the white-tiled foyer floor.

"Perfect..." Justin smirked devilishly before strolling away into the living room, I don't understand why that made him so joyful but I didn't question it and I continued my way into the kitchen and decided to begin preparing the meal I had already planned.

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The pasta was boiling at a high, I lifted the pot up before my ears were inclined to a boisterous, alarming sound. The sound of police sirens. I felt my legs shake before me as my body stilled from utter shock; at first I thought this was all a delusional imagination but when the sirens rang louder and louder each time I knew this was reality. The pot of pasta I was steadily holding was now loosing grip, my eyes wouldn't lose focus from the window above the sink so I didn't realise I lost concentration. The next thing I knew, I felt a stinging and burning sensation on my arm. The pain rushed up and down and it wouldn't go away!

"ARGH!" I screamed in agony, my scream echoed throughout the house.

"YN?!" Justin shouted back in a panic, he'd changed into nothing but his basketball shorts and he had a backwards SnapBack to hide his messy hair.