You Are My Dream

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(Justin's POV)

I woke up suddenly and I looked over at Olivia's side and I saw that she wasn't there, but Cali was still cuddled up next to me. I sat up quickly and looked around, it was pitch black outside.

I looked at the clock, it read 2:53 a.m.

Oh shit, she was gone. I let her go, I let her walk away and now she's gone.

I pet Cali. "God damn it, why did I have to be so fucking stupid? I let her go, I watched her drive away and I didn't do anything to stop her! Cal, why did I have to be such a dick?" I said to her and stroked her ears.

I ran my fingers through my hair and paced back and forth and groaned. I knocked the lamp off of the night stand and it fell to the floor.

I began to cry as I got more and more frustrated with myself.

I picked up my phone and I called her, I knew she wasn't going to answer but I called over and over again and left her voicemails.

I called Corinne, assuming she was there, she wasn't. I called Alyson, she didn't answer.

I left Olivia one more voicemail. "Baby, it's me again. I know you probably don't want to talk to me at all. What I said, i-it was, it wasn't right at all, I'm so, so sorry I said what I did. I didn't mean any of it, I love you more than you could ever imagine. I don't know where we are right now, but I'm not letting you get away from me this easily. I love you and I'm coming to get you. And, uh, hopefully by the time you listen to this, you will be back right here with me." I hung up and threw a shirt and jacket on.

I texted the last person I could, nine times. He didn't respond, I called him and he didn't answer so I texted him eighteen more times. He never responded, so I got in my car and drove to where I thought she would be at.

I called four more times and he finally answered. "Hello."

"Hey, Harry sorry for blowing you up. Is Olivia there?"

"Aly? Is Olivia here?" I heard him ask Alyson.

"Yeah she's here, mate. Is everything okay?" He asked.

"I don't, I don't know. But I'm going to come and get her and make everything ok."

"Alright, that's fine I'll unlock the door for you."

"Okay, thank you I'm on the way now."

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(Olivia's POV)

I dozed off on the couch after a while, but didn't mean to.

A few hours must have passed and I felt someone shake my shoulder and I opened my eyes and found Harry standing next to the couch, squinting.

I looked around, it was still dark outside. "What time is it?"

"It's 3:15." He grumbled and showed me his phone. "Look, he hasn't left me alone. That's what woke me up. He texted me twenty seven times and called me nineteen times. You've only been gone for four hours and he is losing his damn mind. You need to go home to him."

"She doesn't need to come to me, I'm here for her." I heard a familiar voice say and sat up to see Justin standing ten feet away from me.

He sat down on the couch next to me and held both of my hands. "Baby, please never do that to me again. I didn't sleep at all because I was worried sick."

His eyes were puffy and red and he was in a black hoodie and grey sweatpants.

"You just ran away from me and there was nothing I could do, and I wanted to give you some space so I waited and I fell asleep. Then, it was two in the morning and I had no idea where you went. So I called you a million times, I called the hospitals, I called Corrine, I called Alyson, and then I blew Harry up. I'm so sorry baby. I'm sorry for saying all of those horrible things to you. I didn't mean any of it, you're perfect and you will always be good enough for me, you're more than good enough for me. You are perfect for me, if anything I'm not good enough for you." He kissed me passionately and it continued for a couple of minutes.

Harry cleared his throat and we pulled away. "Since you're working this out, I'm going to back to sleep. Just let yourselves out."

"Okay." I smiled.

Justin looked directly into my eyes. "I love you more than anything in the entire world, and I never in a million years want to lose you. Olivia you are the best thing that has ever happened to me. You have given me a whole new perspective of life and I thank you for that. You have made me a better person, I wasn't the best person in the world before I met you. Obviously, I didn't know what love felt like until I met you and you opened my eyes, baby. I've never told you this before, because I realized it all when I saw you walking away from me; and I have never been so scared in my entire life. You still take my breath away, in every single way; I love everything about you, your personality, your sense of humor, your smile, your eyes, your body, your hair, even when you hate it I love it. I love it because, I love you. Damn it, I love you more than anything in the entire world, Olivia. Promise me you will never leave me?"

"I promise, I love you too much to just leave you. Justin, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me. I love you so much, and I'm sorry for yelling at you, and slapping you, and throwing a heel at you. I was just angry and I didn't know what I was doing."

"I understand baby, it's ok. I was angry too and I regret saying all of those horrible things to you. I can't believe I said those things to you. I hate knowing that I made you cry, because I love your smile and I will do anything just to see it. I love you and I'm so so sorry, I feel like shit because of what I said to you. Baby, you're amazing, and if you don't forgive me I understand."

"Yes, of course I forgive you. I love you, Justin."

"I love you too, baby girl and again, I'm so so sorry." He said and kissed me quickly.

"You shouldn't be the one apologizing, I said some very terrible things to you that I regret. I am so sorry that I slapped you." I rubbed his cheek softly with my thumb.

He turned away from me and wouldn't let me look at.

"Baby, please let me see." I asked and cupped his cheek.

He turned his face back to me. I gasped when I saw it. There was a long scratch down the whole left side of his face. It was red and raised.

"Baby, did I do that to you?" I asked quietly.

He shook his head quickly.

"Justin, please tell me if I did."

"Yes." He whispered.

"Baby I'm so sorry." I said and kissed the scratch.

"It's alright, sweetheart. I deserved it for talking to you like that." He shrugged.

I looked down at our hands and saw a scratch on his arm. "Where did that come from?"

"When you threw a six inch heel at me, remember?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I kind of forgot that I did that." I rubbed my thumb across the scratch.

"Why don't we just go home and go back to sleep for a little bit longer and explain and apologize to everyone."

"I think that is a very good idea." I smiled and pecked him on the lips.