Scandal - Justin Bieber

Chapter 18: Hard to Explain

Chapter Eighteen; Scandal

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-Justin-

Aubrey has been sitting on the couch, in the same spot, the whole time. I walked over to her, and sat down next to her. She scooted over a little, then faced me. "Do you wanna leave?" I asked.

"What?!" She exclaims over the music.

I leaned in closer, until my mouth was by her ear. "Do you wanna leave?"

She nodded, which caused my lips to brush against her cheek. Her cheeks brightened a pink color, but her emotions showed a blank stare. "Why?"

"I don't fit in. I don't like any of you guys." She said, and that feeling in my stomach, didn't come. Instead, it started in my heart. Like my heart had just been punched. I know it seems like I hate Aubrey, but I don't.

She makes me mad easily, but regardless I still don't hate her. I don't like her in an affectionate way. It's hard to explain. Like when I was comforting her earlier, my stomach had butterflies, but as soon as we lost contact, everything about me turned normal. It bothers me that she calls me Bieber too.

Aubrey sat there, staring at me. She was just staring right into my eyes, and I was staring right back. I removed my hand from her thigh, and looked around. No one saw us, so I looked back. "You can leave if you want. I'm not forcing you to stay." I said.

She happily stood up, and walked toward the door. I followed her, and when she stepped outside, we were both met with the cold, crisp, fall air. Her hair flew around, as she wrapped her arms around her body. She didn't have a jacket on. "It's cold out. Here."

I grabbed my jacket from the rack on the hallway, and put it around her shoulders. "Why are you being so nice? You called me a bitch, and that I was cruel. Why are you just deciding to be nice now?" She asked, sliding her arms in the sleeves.

"I don't know." I whispered, looking down at my slippers. She turned around, and looked back at me.

"I guess..goodnight." She shrugged. "I'll return your jacket whenever I see you, or when you need it."

"Goodnight." I smiled slightly. She trotted down the stairs, and I watched as she got in her car, and pulled off. God, this girl is so confusing.

At one point she's mean. One point she's a softy. One minute she's crying in my arms, and the next minute she shows no emotion. I don't even care about the scandal anymore. I just want to be her friend. After saying that about her Dad, I felt horrible. I didn't know her Dad was dead. I can't even imagine what's going on in her house hold.

Hey, I'll go to her house, and say I need my jacket. I'll invite myself in, and just talk with her Mom. I'm so smart sometimes!

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I FEEL LIKE MY HEART IS STUCK IN BUMPER TO BUMPER! I'm so obsessed with Honeymoon Avenue. It's like, just addictive. Anyways, hope you liked this chapter, because I love it!