I hate you, don't leave me

9)

The wind seemed to pick up at that exact moment. Demi suddenly felt bad for the accusation that she knew had been present in her voice. When she looked over at Justin she knew she had said the wrong thing or at least in the wrong way. His childlike innocence had left leaving him looking rather cold, demi's face softened and she was quick to try to correct herself but found that words were not her strong point right now. "I-i didn't mean- I just- justin I" but as she spoke her calamity of an apology. his face had taken up a look of professionalism and he nodded his head in acceptance and as if finally surveying his surroundings with a level head, a look of realisation crept onto his face. His eyes widened in realisation of how I had though things appeared. "Demi I-" he stopped short of explaining himself but Demi knew by the way he had said it, that he had not meant her any harm.

"Justin-" Demi began knowing she had to apologise.

"No. I know, its fine honestly. This was not the right time. Lets go and get you some food, you can stay at mine as long as you need." Justin said starting the car engine and putting his seat belt back on before adjusting the mirror and looking over at demi to check that she had hers on but demi had never taken hers off. He then started to drive without another glance in demi's direction.

For the rest of the journey not a single word flew between them, no light hearted banter no nothing. But Demi was half glad for the silence.

When they stopped they were outside a very tall building, in the nice part of town that Demi had hardly ever been into unless she was on a business trip. By the time Demi was done surveying her surroundings justin had opened the door for her and was waiting for her to get out.

Demi lifted one leg out of the car and was trying her best to elegantly remove herself from the car without her skirt ridding up her legs further than was suited for the public eye. And she somewhat managed it with help from justin, he had offered her his hand and had averted his eyes.

When they reached his room after a rather long and awkward elevator ride, he opened the door and stepped back to let her in before him.

She didn't know what she was expecting maybe big plush carpets and massive sofa's that filled the room and big flat screen TV's but what she saw surprised her a lot more.

The floor was laminate. There was a sofa but it was placed in front of the massive expanse of window that you could practically see all of new york out off. And there was no tv, nothing that would tell you the guy that lived here was the son of a multi millionaire except the size of the room. As she looked to her left there was a book shelf that covered the whole wall and on her right a fish tank that covered the whole wall, but Demi went to her left to look at the kind of books he had but as she got closer she found that more than half of the books had been turned around so that the spines were not facing outwards but inwards so that you could not see the titles.

This intrigued Demi quite a lot.

Once Justin had locked the door he had turned to find Demi looking at his book case he then made his way over to her and stood right behind her. He was so close he could smell the sent of her shampoo, strawberries.

"Urm, justin what. Are you doing?"

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Here the second part to chapter 8, I has to finish/put this up during dinner (I'm out) but I did it so enjoy :) xo