It had been a month up and I hadn't talked to Justin since we argued. I expected him to call me after a while but he didn't and I was far to stubborn to call him. So days flew by and it ended up being a month without talking to him. I have to say I did miss him loads. I just didn't want to admit it. I was slowly giving in to the fact that I missed him and was daring to call him, but it wasn't my fault, he was the dickhead not me.
Just as I was arguing whether or not to call him, someone knocked on my door. I slowly got up brushing the crisp crumbs off my sweats. I looked in the mirror before I opened the door. I looked like a mess, it better not be anyone important. I sighed and then opened the door.....
"Justin?" It was him, the one person that made the biggest impact on my life, the person that could make me cry. His soft eyes looked up at me.
"W-what are you doing here?" I stuttered quite shocked that he was here. He sighed and licked his lips.
"Can I come in?" I opened the door wider so he could step through. I closed the door behind me and I lead him to the kitchen where we sat in silence.
"I'm sorry." We both said in sync breaking the silence. We both smiled.
"You shouldn't be sorry though. I-I didn't mean what I said and your were right. She errr cheated on me again." Justin looked down at the table.
"I'm sorry too though. I should have supported you even though she's a thot." Justin chuckled
"We okay?" He smiled
"Yeah." I bit much lip
"Come here." Justin opened his arms. I sat on his lap and cuddled into his chest. He squeezed me tight, kissing my forehead.
"Love you." He whispered. It was back to normal, but this time it felt different. The way he said 'love you' it wasn't like normal. There was something more to it...........
Short but part three?
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