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   A sting arose in the back of my throat and I swallowed hard, trying to not show the nervousness that was becoming more and more existent by the second.

"Please, Justin calm down. Tell me why."

His breathing slowed as he ran his fingers through his hair and he sat beside me.

He was so close, his body heat radiated from him, onto my skin.

My eyes  turned slowly and looked into his brown eyes that were filled with worry.

"He's... Listen, you can't tell anyone what I'm telling you... or I swear-"

"Justin. I won't."

He looks at the floor and bites his lip.

"He killed my mom." His head shot up to study my reaction.

I simply gasped quietly and looked at my hands that were in my lap.

"Why do you stay here Justin?"

He turns toward me and sighs.

"Where am i going to go? A 19 year old like Me, In California, no place to go?"

I felt bad for him. He seemed Caring but he has a side to him that was more complicated than what most people saw. I've gotten to know him more in the last 5 minutes than most people have known about him his whole life. Why he trusts me?, I would never know.

"Justin you have to tell someone."

He shakes his head and buries his face in his hands.

His strong jaw clenches and his fists ball up, turning his knuckles white.

This is the secret he's been hiding? His dad is a criminal and no one knows except Justin. His dad should be in prison.

"I know.. I-I just, he's the only one left that I have in my family. I have no where to go."

I grab his wrist and place his hand in mine.

His hand is sweaty and shaking terribly.

"Calm down." I say.

His brown eyes and his shaggy, long blonde hair falls in his eyes as he intertwined our fingers.

A stinging sensation starts in my head then moves all the way to my finger tips. I can't help but feel chemistry between us.

"Why do I feel like I've known you my whole life?"

He whispers. His eyes watching my lips as he moves closer to my face. I want him so bad, but I can't.

I inch closer with him and a small smirk appears on his lips as his hand reaches the side of my face.

"I love you." He says fast before kissing me.

I immediately pull away and look at him confused.

He said he loves me. I have a hard time believing that. I don't like when the word love is thrown around, we have only known each other for a few days and he already loves me?

"You said loved me."

He sighed and wiped his lips embarrassed.

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