Justin's POV
"I- I'm sorry I didn't see anybody and it began to pour and I.. I should probably go"
Yes. Leave before it gets awkward.
"No it's fine, I mean if you don't have anywhere else to go you can chill here I guess."
Why the fuck did I just say that? She had to go.
"Actually on second thought, I think it's best if you go home."
"Um.. Okay I guess I will leave."
She stuttered and my heart plummeted at how disappointed she sounded. I felt kind of sorry for her, but I couldn't let her see that. Then she would want to get to know me and she would regret it almost instantly.
"Just go!" I said a little louder than I intended to.
She quickly scurried off into the rain.
Way to make friends Justin.
Bella's POV:
I looked up to see the boy from the photograph. I couldn't help but notice how much more attractive he has gotten since that picture. He had cut his hair from a skater type of swoop to a quiff that made his dark blonde hair look so soft and fluffy. He was surprisingly tall and his eyes were even more fantastic in person.
"Um, may I help you?"
Well that sounded harsh.
I quickly realized that he didn't exactly want me there so I decided to just leave.
"I- I'm sorry I didn't see anybody and it began to pour and I.. I should probably go" I stuttered.
Why was I struggling to speak? Yes he was handsome but I have been at practice in the English language for quite some time now.
"No it's fine, I mean if you don't have anywhere else to go you can chill here I guess."
Okay, so maybe he wasn't so bad.
He seemed to be in deep concentration on an anonymous subject so I awkwardly stood there.
Than out of nowhere, "Actually on second thought, I think it's best if you go home" were spilled out through his plump pink lips.
Well that escalated quickly.
That boy was strange. He was also a dick, but a strange one. Deciding to exit my trance of bizarre penis',I quickly scurried out without another word to the the male who captivated me to the point where pronunciation was incapable.
After sitting helplessly in the pouring rain , I decided to head back home. Nobody could notice, I decided it was best to keep my distance from the engaged couple.
Passing houses and receiving bizarre glances from confused neighbors, I reached the tree that leaded up to the window in my room. I steadily made my way up the damp, rough bark and made it up to the roof. I opened the window and climbed into my bed. Memories of the rude boy earlier corrupted my mind as i swiftly drifted off into sleep.
10 minutes later
Fucking hell. For the love of Christ and all that is holy can't I just have one day where I don't want to stab my eye repeatedly with a fork?
Running on ten minutes of sleep really adds a nice touch. Was I really out all night? Wow.
I completely forgot that I had to go inside the depths of hell for 6 hours.
School
My hair was still moist from the storm and I was in no mood to look presentable. I just changed into some black leggings and a grey flowy tank top. I added some coats of mascara and twisted the drips of water off of my hair.
I padded down the steps silently hoping nobody would sense my presence. I guess they weren't home or they were fucking or some shit so I just took my brothers car keys and left. Sucks for him if he needs it.
Passing various colored homes, I reached a red light. In the pause of the moment, I looked over to see the boy. He was in a black muscle tee that showed his golden toned arms perfectly. He was tapping his fingers to the beat of a song when my thoughts were interrupted by the honking of cars before me. I quickly sped up and made it to school.
I noticed how I'd been out of breath and my pulse was racing at a mile a minute. I steadied my breath in the dirty school parking lot and proceeded along.
Why did he make me so nervous?
I wasn't the most outgoing person, but I was pretty confident.
I quickly realized that today was some assembly shit all day long once I saw a reminder on the glass door. My excitement grew as I figured I could just skip today.
I needed this.
Justin's POV:
Tossing and turning, I couldn't seem to rest. Ever since the accident, I've had these nightmares. I was the one that died. God, sometimes I wish that was true. I dragged myself out of bed and threw on a black tee shirt. The sleeves were ripped off from one night where I needed to get my anger out.
I was feeling some anxiety from the nightmare and I needed to escape. Making my way to my car, I realized that everybody in this neighborhood looked like they belonged in a retirement home. Except the girl I saw last night. She was filled with youth and content, yet her eyes with sorrow and mourn. It made me wonder. I was up thinking about her and I had no clue as to why. I started the engine and drove down the roads, any roads really. I was getting lost in this new town a lot. Yesterday, I took the fucking moving truck to the wrong address.
The false address lead me to downtown. It's pretty frightening down there. I saw a women, who looked around 23, getting beat by a man. It was awful, and she was stunning. She had golden blonde hair and big grey eyes. I could have sworn I saw her at a house right behind mines this morning.
My room is at the rear of my home, and it faces a widow to the house I saw the women at. I could easily climb over there with the lack of distance if I wanted to.
Reaching a stop light, I turned my head slightly to notice the girl from yesterday. I quickly glanced away and tapped my fingers against the wheel. I didn't want her to think I was staring at her - I wasn't.
It was hard not to, I could only see the side of her face but it was enough to make any man believe that angels do exist. Her piercing blue eyes with hazel in the center and her perfectly defined jawline made me go insane.
With no place to go, I decided to just head back home. My short drive cleared my head.
What am i saying. Driving around North America nonstop couldn't even clear my mind of my inner demons. Nothing could ever make me get rid of my anxiety.
No shitty school counselors, no overly payed therapists, nobody could shake my head of the emotional scars I had.
Once I got to my room, I sat on my bed not having a clue to do with my life at this point. With my head in my hands, I shot a glance at the window once I saw a shadow moving. Somebody was peeling off their shirt, showing creamy skin that looked so soft. Loose brown waves cascaded down her skin as she threw her grey tank top onto the floor. She started to unclasp her bra but something stopped her, I'm
not really sure what.
I didn't want to get caught in the act of my staring and I didn't want to come off as some kind of perve so I just left my room as I resisted the temptation to see some girl I didn't even know changing.
Than it hit me, it was the same girl from yesterday.
