One Day Can Change Everything

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Crystal's POV

I wonder where Justin is taking me. Maybe to get me a makeover because he's embarrassed to be with me because of how I look. Maybe he's sending me away. Maybe he actually is a kidnapper disguised as Justin. My head started to hurt from all my negative thoughts. That's one bad thing about me, I'm a very negative person, I may not come out as it but in my mind all I think about are the endless possibilities of bad things could happen to me.

You see, my mind is a dark, dark place, you'd be disgusted of what my mind goes through. When say disgusted I don't mean gross things, I mean, I'm negative and my thoughts are so deep and dark, you wouldn't even think that it's me.

"We're here! Don't take your blindfold off!" Justin screeched in excitement, I really wonder what this is about.

"I'm gonna bump into something Justin!"

"No you won't. I got you baby girl." Justin and I got out of the limo and I feel like a baby who doesn't know where to go and what to do.

Justin stood behind and held my shoulders and was moving me around. We were walking for a good 5 minutes until Justin told me to sit down.

"I swear if there isn't a chair under my butt and I fall I'm tackling you."

Justin let out a little laugh, I always melt when he laughs I wish I could see his smile too, I'm in love with his smile, everything about him is so perfect.

"C'mon you don't trust your idol that much? I thought I was the love of your life" I can sense Justin making fun of me and I didn't really mind.

"Nah you were the love of my life, I switched, I'm in love with someone else now." it couldn't hurt to play back.

"Mhm and who would that be?" Justin wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me close to him. I could feel his hot breath on my face, it took my all not to faint right now. Justin took my blindfold off, it dropped to the floor. His stare was intense and was right in my eyes. Normally I can't stand when people stare at me, I look away in an instant. But I couldn't this time, it was different with him, I didn't feel scared, I didn't feel judged, I looked right back at into his eyes.

"You didn't tell me yet, who do you love more than me?" his voice was in a serious tone, like he was almost hurt because of what I said.
"Oh you know, Jason McCann, I always loved bad boys." I laughed and saw his smile get larger.

"Damn I got worried for a second there, I thought you were actually in love with someone else other than me."

Justin was still holding me. I took that as an excuse and hugged him as I tight as I could and I just cried. I didn't even care if he heard me, I needed this more than anything.

Justin's POV

Out of nowhere Crystal hugged me and I heard small noises. I think she was crying. I hugged her back as tight as I could.

"Are you okay?"

I waited for a response but I didn't get one, I just heard more sniffles and her grip on me getting tighter. After about 7 minutes she let go, her mascara was running and she was still crying. Did I do something? What happened?

"What happened? Are you okay?"

"Um yeah I'm okay, sorry about that."

"That was a stupid question for me to ask, of course you're not okay, tell me what happened."

We both sat down on the couch in the dressing room.

"Justin I'm fine. I don't know what came over me. I'm okay. Don't worry about it." She said with a small smile.

"No. I will worry about it. I know you're not okay. I saw your cuts! How do you expect me to pretend everything's okay when it's not?!"

I took her wrist and rolled her sleeve exposing her arm covered in cuts, all red. She hissed at you my touch. She moved my hand and pulled her sleeve down.

"H-how do you know about this?" She stuttered, fuck I probably scared her.

"You fell asleep during the movie last night and I put you to bed last night, I took your cardigan and I saw your arms"

She just looked at me, trying to think of what to say to me.

"I know I just met you, but we've been talking for long, how could you not tell me?"

She was crying again at this point.

"I didn't want to be an attention whore to you."

How could she even think that?

"I told my best friend when I first cut because I needed someone, I felt to broken and alone, and when I finally told her she just called me an attention whore. I never told anyone after that. Yeah some people see my scars and ask what they are but I never tell them."

I was in shock, no one hurts themselves to be an attention whore or to get attention. Some best friend she was.

"When was the last time you cut?"

"Uh uhm, I don't remember."

Stop lying to me

"Please tell me, I want to help you, I won't get mad." I pleaded holding her hands.

"Uh yesterday when you came to school I cut about 15 minutes before you came."

Did she cut when I left this morning? Shit.

"You didn't do anything after that did you?"

"Uhm no.."

We sat in silence for a few minutes until I spoke up.

"Why?"

She gave me a confused look.

"Why do you hurt yourself? It kills me that so many beliebers do this to themselves. I care so much about you guys. Why?"

"Everyone has their own story."

"Well what's yours?"

"You wouldn't wanna know."

She got off the couch and was heading towards the door, I grabbed her wrist knowing it might hurt her. I stood up and held her close to me.

"I do wanna know, and you're telling me now."

A/N

Im sorry if the spacing is weird anyways comment and vote!