Summer of 2012
We were back at the beach close to Justin's beach house like every night this summer. Always the same company, just me and my two best friends -Madison and Lilly- with Harry, Jack and unfortunately Justin whose house has been open to us since he came back from tour. We were seated around a bonfire talking, laughing and having fun, the summer was coming to an end and we all had to go back to our bases which means school and for the boys on tour or return to studio for their new albums.
I was happy that Alex would finally come back from New York and we would be back together after a long summer apart, but I was sad about Harry and Jack leaving for London and Nebraska -where Jack would spend his break with his family. Madison even convinced her parents to let her go with him after he proposed her to go with him and finish high school there together.
"Guys do you want me to get my guitar from the house?" Justin asked and I snapped out of my own thoughts.
"Yeah bro!" Harry stopped his conversation with Lilly to answer and then turned his attention back to her.
"Yeah. Guys, we'll be back in a few minutes don't go anywhere." Jack laughed as he stood on the sand then helped Madison to do the same thing and they walked away headed to the little rocks a few meters away.
"So I'll have to stay here alone listening to this àsshole show us 'how good' he plays the guitar while you four are all lovey dovey and shit. I'm off!" I stood up and started walking away, but Lilly stopped me by grabbing my hand.
"C'mon Sophie don't leave us alone, it won't be fun just the three of us. What will we do?" She said in a low voice and looked at me straight in the eyes. "You know that Justin is trying really hard to fit in just like Harry and Jack did. Don't act this way towards him." She added and I just looked at them all then walked away without a second thought.
Why everything has to do with Justin every single time? It's always about mister strange, mister misfit, mister one and only big pop star that no one can understand. Who he really think he is?
I kept walking to the isolated side of the beach where no one ever went there and finally sat on the sand close to the sea while watching the stars with my hands on my knees supporting my face.
Time was passing by and it seemed like I was there for just a minute because I was in my own world for one more time to the point I didn't even realize when someone walked to me causing me to ignore him totally. When he sat I knew it was Justin. Not because I caught even a glimpse of him, but because of his cologne that filled my lungs, probably the only thing that I like so much on him. He is the only person who smells like this.
"What now Justin?" I mumbled without turning my face to look at him.
"Why you hate me so much, Sophie?" He asked while both of us had our eyes glued to the sea. He always knew how to change the subject and take the conversation where he wanted.
"I don't hate you... I just don't like your attitude..."
"I don't have an attitude..." He said offended and looked at me from the corner from his eye.
"Yes, you have actually... But you don't understand it and it's so freaking annoying. You're the personification of perfection... Everything in your life is perfect... Everything you do is perfect... I just can't bear so much perfection..." I turned around and looked at him he had a sad smile on his lips.
"Nah... Not even close... That's what I show to the others... I'm not even close to perfect. How can I?" He laughed and played for a moment with his hand then looked back at me. "It's really cold, let's just get you home." He added and stood up with me following him for one time in my life.
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The Photographer ||j.b.||
FanfictionA successful young photographer, Sophia Nelson, comes face to face with her biggest teenage mistake after four years to change her life completely for one more time. Will she do the same mistakes again or move away and live her perfectly planned...