Ch. 11

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- next day -

I woke up in my bed, not sure how, but I'm here. I looked down at my phone that was on the floor. I tried reaching down to get it, because I was that lazy.

After about twenty attempts, I finally got it off the ground. I unlocked my phone and saw I had about twenty text messages. I looked at them, and saw they were all from Justin.

Please, I'm sorry.

I'll do anything for you to forgive me.

Babe, are you going to answer?

I didn't see you after you talked to me last night, where did you go?

I hope you're not with another guy..

I read all of them and just threw my phone onto the floor. If I didn't forgive him, he'll just keep bombarding me with text messages, asking over and over for me to forgive him—then want sex.

I answered to the first one:

What are you going to do to convince me, Justin? I'm not going to take you back that easily. You hurt me.

I waited for a reply—then another text appeared.

I'll make it up to you. C;

Okay..

I put my phone back down and sat there. What if Justin is lying to me?

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After about two hours, I heard the front door open. I was reading a message on my phone when Justin came up to me, and kissed my forehead.

"I want to talk to you." He said.

"What is it..?"

"I love you so much. I know you saw me with that other girl, but I don't love her. I love you. So, will you be my girlfriend?"

I was silent. "Yes.. I'll be your girlfriend." He smiled, then wrapped his arms around me and kissed me.

I kissed him back. "I'll forgive you this time, but don't do that again."

"I won't, babe. I promise."

"Pinky promise?" I held out my pinkie finger. He wrapped his around mine. "Promise."

I grinned and hugged him tightly. I might've forgave him, but I still kind of didn't trust him.

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