A Long Time Coming

Chapter Twenty Four

JUSTIN'S POV

I woke up at 11:53. I remember the exact time because I woke up extremely nervous for today. It's my first official day of vacation and we went out and celebrated a little after the show, so I'm assuming that's why I was allowed to sleep. Last night, I couldn't stop thinking about Liv and what it now means for us. I also couldn't stop thinking about the fact that Scooter talked to E! and if Liv and I are together, it would make him a liar.

I sat up and stretched, putting my hands through my hair along the way. I grabbed my phones and my thumbs danced while I tried to think of what to say. "Good morning! (:..." No. That's too coupley and we're barely a couple... "Morning." That's better, maybe a little cold, but better.

As I awaited her reply, I took a shower. I kept it short because I needed to get things done today, but also because I heard my phone go off.

I frowned a little, seeing that she, as well, wasn't being as friendly as we could be. I guess that's what I get. I sighed. "I need to tell Scooter about our relationship status and where we stand as soon as I can. I guess I'm asking for your permission."

I tapped my leg up and down, anxiously. As I read her text, my mind blanked. "I don't really know... I mean, it's been one day and it's summer for you and vacation for me. I don't know yet."

I don't know why I'm getting so panicked. I rubbed my face up and down in my hands until it just rested there. I sat with my face in my hands and my hands resting on my knees for what felt like forever before Liv responded.

My eyes grew and my mouth gaped at what she wrote. I couldn't do this over text. I called her, but she must have declined it after the first two rings. "What does this mean?" I stared at my phone and urged it to bring in an answer.

As I was staring at my phone, I heard a knock and my door opened. "Morning, sweetie." My mom came and sat down next to me with her hand on her back.

"Oh, hi." I casually turned my phone off and slid it behind me.

"Are you okay? I know you've been up a while... I heard the shower." She gave me a concerned smile.

I love my mom, but her constant worrying annoys me sometimes. "I'm fine. I just needed to talk some things through with some people." I shifted on my bed.

"By some people do you mean that girl?" She raised her eyebrows in a motherly way.

I sat on my bed, looking and down and not at her and shrugged. She sighed heavily and patted my back twice before standing up. She started walking out and turned back to me. "I'm not really sure where I stand on all of this, but..." She rubbed her face. "I don't know yet."

"You're not the only one..." I mumbled to myself.

"What?" She lifted her head in an accepting way.

"Nothing." I swallowed hard and exhaled.

"Okay... well, we leave in 2 hours for LA, so be packed." With that, she shut my door.

I frantically got my phone back out and turned it on to find that she hadn't replied. "What are you talking about?" I need to know what she means.

I started getting my close together and I heard my phone go off. I jumped over to the bed and checked it, but it was only twitter. I groaned, angrily. "Please, can we just talk?" I rubbed my face again, hoping it would release some of my stress, but it didn't.

I had nearly all my clothes together and it was about 1:15 so I decided it would be an okay lunch break. I didn't feel like talking much, so I hoped no one was out there.