One Love.

Chapter 22.

"No! No! Look click that one and then it'll upload!" I shouted at Justin.

"Damn, this is why I hate electronics!" He whined.

"Justin, you just had to click upload, I did all the editing." I replied.

"Anyway, Ryan and Chaz want me to go out with them tonight."

"You're turning gay?"

"You know what I meant."

"Where are you guys going?"

"Just some party, you can come."

"No you go and have fun."

"Thanks babe." He replied pecking my nose.

The only reason I said no is because I'm on my period and I hate being around people, I feel uncomfortable.

"What time are you leaving?" I asked as I stood up from the chair.

"Actually right now." He said looking down at his phone.

"Okay then bye." I said stepping back.

He held my waist and softly kissed me. I softly pushed him back and smiled. I waved and he left out the front door.

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*Midnight*

I feel like it's just impossible to sleep, it feels so lonely. I grabbed my phone and got on Instagram. I instantly regretted it when I saw Justin had a picture posted. Why does this always happen? I seriously can't leave him alone for one night without him going off and sticking his tongue in some girls mouth.

The picture showed a girl with a tight small black dress, and purple type hair. She had a leg wrapped around his waist and he held her, well I can't call it an ass, it looks pretty deformed. I don't get it, why am I not mad? I mean I should be, but I guess I'm used to it already. I don't know, this boy is just, I don't know.

I liked the picture and commented. 'Hey she is fucking sexy, get her number for me yeah babe?(;'. I smiled, satisfied with myself and placed my phone under my pillow. I threw my head back on my pillow and sighed loudly.

How could I be so stupid to believe he can have a responsible 'guys night out'. It breaks my heart, but I care about him.

I guess thats when it hurts the most right? When you actually care and you feel like the other person doesn't even put an effort into making you happy.

I stayed awake for what felt like decades. Like morning was trying to avoid me. Why can't the sun just rise? I closed my eyes and slept for a while.

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*Morning*

I opened my eyes and groaned. The sunlight washed over my body making me warm. I picked my phone up from under the pillow and saw a message from my mom.

Mom:

Goodmorning honey, I hope you have a great day, love you.

I smiled. Justin hasn't tried apologizing. I guess that's cool, it just proves he doesn't care. Right on cue, I received a message from him.

From Justin:

I'll be over in like half an hour babe.

I laughed loudly. Hah, no!

To Justin:

Better keep your ass at home. Or at whoever's house you are. You seriously thought I wouldn't found out? You make me realize that I can do better. Thanks for helping me open my eyes

I pressed send, I feel bad using harsh words with him, but he deserves it right?