One Day Can Change Everything

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Crystals POV:

Justin took my hand in his and intertwined it. A smile crept onto my face instantly. Wait where are we going? Where is he taking me?

Um Justin?" I asked.

"Yeah?" he said.

"Um where are we going?"

"You don't have any clothes with you right now don't you? Other than your uniform?"

"Um no."

"We're going to get you some clothes."

"You don't have to Justin. We can just go back to my house and get some of my clothes and anyways don't my parents need to know about this?"

"I talked to your parents and after a lot of convincing they finally gave in. And no. I'm getting you new clothes." he demanded

"No. I don't want you spending money on me." I said back

"I wouldn't spend money on you if I didn't want to." He told me.

We didn't go to the mall because we would've gotten mauled there so Justin had already rented out a store for just the both of us.

All the clothes were really expensive and girly. I'm a girly girl at times but when it comes to clothes I'm a total tomboy. I hate my body; it's the thing I'm most insecure about. And I like baggy clothes so I can hide my scars.

"Go look around. Get anything you want." He told me as he sat down next to the fitting room.

I walked around the store and all I saw was really tight, small sized clothes. This could be a problem. I'm a bit overweight and my scars would be visible and that made my hunt for clothes even harder.

I found a few baggy long sleeved shirts and I went to the fitting room to go try them on.

"I'm gonna go try these on." I told Justin as I headed toward the fitting rooms.

Justin's POV:

Crystal was taking a lot of time to find clothes. I brought her to one of the nicest stores. There were a lot of girly clothes. I didn't know if she liked that or not but she did tell me she loved pink.

I saw her carrying around a few baggy long sleeved shirts. Maybe she isn't a girly girl. I'm gonna find out.

"Crystal? Show me! I wanna see." I yelled but not too loudly

She came out of the fitting room and she was wearing a white baggy full-sleeved shirt with a big pink heart on it.

"You like baggy clothes?" I asked

"Yeah. I'm a total girly girl but I hate wearing tight clothes." She told me

"Well, why don't you try some tight clothes? Change is always good." I suggested.

"No. I'm comfortable in this. Thanks." She said a bit nervously.

Something wasn't right and I needed to find out what. I know that girls are always insecure about themselves but she has no reason to be. She's absolutely beautiful, why do girls do this?

"Come on at least try it on. You don't have to get it if you don't want to." I encouraged her."

"Fine. But I know for sure I'm not getting this." She said fiercely.

"You can't be sure unless you try." I said as she headed back into the fitting room.

She opened the door and she wore the pink sleeveless top I gave her. She didn't look comfortable wearing it. She was hiding her arms behind he back and was hiding behind the door.

"I don't like it." She told me with a nervous face.

"It looks great on you. But it's your choice. Buy whatever you want." I said with a smile.

She came out of the change room holding the clothes she tried on before. She tried to avoid eye contact with me. We walked to the cash register and I paid for her clothes.

We walked out of the store and sat in the limousine.

"Thank you Justin." She told me in the limousine

"Don't worry about it." I smiled back at her.

"Um, so, uh, where are we going now?"

"Well, we'll go to the hotel and you can change your clothes and then, well you'll find out soon enough." I said with a smirk.

"Oh. Um. Ok. Great."

The hotel was a bit far because I wanted to be the best, for her and for me. I looked at Crystal and she was thinking about something. Her head was resting on window and she was staring through the window. I slowly held her hand, she didn't notice.

I kept on staring at her, and her eyes were watery. I saw a tear come down her face.

Crystal?" she quickly wiped the tear with her other hand.

"Yeah?"

"Are you ok? Why are you crying?"

"Oh. I wasn't crying. My eyes were just open for a really long time and I didn't blink so yeah they just got watery, it happens all the time don't worry about it." She said with a smile.

She turned her head towards the window again.

"Okay." Was all I was able to get out.

We got to the hotel and she was still staring through the window. I wonder what she's thinking about. I know for sure she was crying before. She just doesn't want to tell me. I'll find out soon.

Crystal's POV

I have depression. I have anxiety. I have anorexia. I was just thinking about everything that has happened in my life. To my cutting and just me being the person I am. You're probably confused right? Well let me explain something to you. I'm a nice person, I have a good heart, I'm kind, but that wasn't good enough for people. I've had so many fake friends; so many people have left me. People would use me and throw me aside when they don't need me anymore when I've actually considered them as my true friend. My parents don't really know about any of this and I'm planning on not telling them because they'll just make it worse for me.

In school I'm bullied a lot. Not physically or anything just verbally, but honestly speaking that shit doesn't hurt any less. I hate it when people call me names, it hurts me so much.

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