Justin and I were sitting on the couch watching a movie and I was sitting there listening to him make jokes about stuff in the movie.
"Babe why aren't you laughing at my jokes,"
"Cause they aren't funny Justin mine are better,"
"Oh really," he said raising his eyebrows with a smirk on his face. I knew exactly what that smirk meant so now would be a good time for me to run.
Before I could get out of his strong grip his phone rang. He picked it up and walked into the kitchen to answer it and probably get food. Justin says that me, family, and fans come first and food comes second. The boy loves food but still manages to have an amazing body. I'll never understand.
He came out of the kitchen and he just seemed upset. He sat on the couch next to me and just stared at the ground.
"Babe what's wrong," I said.
"nothing I'm just tired, I'm going upstairs to sleep," he said still looking at the ground. He stood up and walked up the stairs.
Maybe he was just tired but I'm worried there actually is something wrong. I really don't know what to do because I don't wanna push him to talk about something if he doesn't want to.
After a half hour nap Justin walked back downstairs and he looked horrible. His hair was messy and his eyes were red. I got up and ran over to him and before I could even speak he pulled me in for a hug and instead of talking I just stood there and hugged him because that's probably what he needed.
"J why are you crying," I said quietly.
"my mom...she....she passed away," he said in between sobs.
"aww baby why didn't you tell me," I said hugging him tighter.
He pulled away and looked at me and put on a smile that I knew he was forcing. We walked over to the couch and I sat there rubbing circles on his back.
"You know Alison my mom texted me last week and said that she knew you were the one for me. My mom has met many girls I've dated and she liked you the most. It hurts to think she won't be there when I get down on one knee and ask you to be mine, when I hold your hand at the alter and say I do, and when I can tell her mom hold my first child." He said staring down at the floor.
"Babe listen you need to be strong she's in a better place now I promise and Justin she will always be watching over you," I said my eyes tearing up.
He looked up at me and simply nodded and stood up walking upstairs. I was gonna go after him but he probably wanted to be alone so I stayed downstairs watching tv until I had to make dinner.
I finished making dinner and put some on a tray to take up to Justin. I brought it upstairs and walked into me and Justin's room. I set the tray down on the side table and walked over to wake him up.
"Justin, Justin, wake up," I whispered while shaking him
He opened his red eyes and looked up at me. I studied his face for a second realizing how his cheeks were stained with tears and his eyes red and it really hurt me seeing him like that.
"I...I made you dinner,"
"I'm not hungry thank you anyways Al,"
"Justin you have to eat,"
"Ali I'm honestly not hungry you can eat it I'll eat later tonight,"
"Justin please eat for me you haven't eaten all day","
"Fine I'll eat but come sit next to me," he said patting the spot next to him.
I sat next to him and talked to him about things to keep his mind off of his mom. Suddenly my phone vibrated the caller Id was Jeremy (Justin's dad). I answered and walked out of the room.
J- hey Alison it's Jeremy
A- hi sorry to hear about pattie
J- thank you, how is Justin doing
A- he's upset but I'm trying to get his mind off of it
J- well I paid for your plane tickets and hotel room the funeral is this weekend
A-ok we'll see you then
I ended the call and decided to tell Justin now.
"Babe,"
"Yes,"
"Your moms funeral is this weekend and that was your dad on the phone,"
"Ok," he replied nodding his head holding back tears.
"It's alright babe you'll get through this I promise," I said rubbing circles on his back to calm him down.
