Alone in This World

Chapter Five

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Chapter 5

Justin likes me. He likes me. Fucking likes me.

For some odd reason, I don't feel mad. I don't even feel disgusted. I'm actually pretty excited. Don't ask me why though. I hardly know what's been happening since the moment everyone saw my scars.

I mean, how can someone who bullied me for two years like me? Even just a little? That doesn't make any sense. Maybe he was talking about somebody else. I wasn't the only girl he bullied, although I was the one who got most of the hate.

And what if he really was talking about me? Why am I so excited and happy about it? I hate the dude. I hate him so much. I wanna puke just by looking at him. So why am I feeling this?

Thoughts run around my head, trying to find a reasonable answer, as I reach Justin's house. His house is a small brown mansion with lots of grass on the front. Two cars are parked outside of his garage. One is a Ferrari and one is a Range Rover. I won't be surprised if Justin owns both. He's hella rich. Well, he is famous.

I knock three times on the door right before it swings open to reveal Justin. I would've said hi but his image distracts me so much. I mean, he's wearing jeans with a white t-shirt and a dark green varsity jacket on it while his hair is up just enough for me to see the earrings in his ears. I had no idea he had ears. I mean, earrings.

"Do you wanna come in or stare at me a little more?" He asks sarcastically while smirking. "Stare a little more.." I murmur. "What?" He asks as if he didn't quite hear me. "I-I mean, come in!" I declare as I push him to the side and march into the house with two red cheeks.

Justin just chuckles before closing the door and coming up to me. "My room is upstairs." He tells me right when he steps on the first stair. "Why don't we do this in the living room?" I blurt, hoping he'll consider it. No way in hell am I gonna go to his room. Who knows what he has in there?? "My mom will be home soon. I don't want her to interrupt us." He says with a sneaky smile.

Is it bad that I'm scared?

I swallow hard enough for him to hear me and look around, trying to find an escape. "C'mon, I don't bite." He jokes. "You not only bite but also bark." I blurt my thought when my eyes find his. Pain fills his orbs before he looks down in sadness. He comes close to me till I can feel his hot breath on my forehead.

He's really tall.

"I didn't mean any of the things I said or did all these years. If I could take it all back, I would. I'm really sorry for all the pain I've caused you. Really." He places his hand on his heart while staring into my eyes. "From the bottom of my heart, I am deeply sorry, Charlotte." He finishes, staying still.

Should I believe him? I mean, he's a really good actor. He's messed around with me a lot before just to make fun of me. What if that's one of those times? What if the whole fight with Ryan is actually a scheme just so I wouldn't know they laugh at me together? I don't know if I should believe his apology. I don't know if I should believe anything that comes out of his mouth at all.

"So, upstairs you said?" I state loudly as I hurry to the stairs and run up to the second floor. I look behind me just as he sighs and shakes his head before rushing up to me. "One more floor." He tells me and hurries to the other staircase. I follow him behind till we reach the third floor. "Over here." He points at the white door with the 'Stay Out! Just kidding ;)' sign.