The Internet Friend (A Justin Blake Fanfiction)

Chapter Four| kiss

Lydia's pov

I smiled when my brother came in. "I got us an apartment and I already started moving out stuff. I can only do it when mom and dad are at work, or distracted with other things. It's a three bedroom and it's really nice." Reagan said, hugging me. Him and I had been planning on moving out for a while and the last step was moving our stuff into the apartment. The downside was, I was in the hospital and absolutely no help at all.
"I know what you're thinking and the answer is no you can't leave the hospital." Reagan said, crossing his arms.
"I was just thinking what if we had a good family and didn't get picked on at school. And also, what if we moved to Minnesota with Justin. I mean it's really just a thought I guess." I said, shrugging.
"I know, that's actually a really good idea." Reagan said, agreeing. Then Justin, Alex and Danny walked in. I started to cry, because three of my favorite people just walked in. I was speechless. I started crying when Alex came up and gave me a hug. I had always imagined the way we met like the videos you see on the internet where they run up to each other and hug. Not where I'm in a hospital bed because I got shoved down the freaking stairs by my own father. I smiled at Justin over Alex's shoulder. "I'll be okay, I promise." I said, to everyone in the room. The nurse walked in.
"You have a pretty bad concussion, but other than the leg and elbow, you're fine. You can go home. Your father has been taken to jail." She said, reassuringly. "You should be safe now." I knew I wouldn't be fine, because I had a furious mother that was waiting at home. That was just as abusive as my dad. I started to cry.
"I don't wanna go home. I hate it there!!" I yelled, angry. "I can't go back there. I have been hurt too much in that house. I'm never setting foot in there again." I said, while getting ready. I was put in a wheelchair and rolled out. I felt so weak sitting there. I started to cry again. "Fuck this life!!" I yelled, crying. Justin came up in front of me, and kissed me. I was shocked, but relaxed into it. I pulled away, breathless. "Wow. My first kiss was with Justin Blake. Never would've thought." I said, smiling.
"Come back to Minnesota with us. Please. You and your brother would be so much happier there. You wouldn't be abused anymore and would be surrounded by the best people." Justin said, his hand on my cheek. I contemplated it, but couldn't think straight.
"I don't know right now. I just wanna see what living in the apartment is gonna be like. Then I'll decide whether or not I wanna go back with you." I said, still in a daze from the kiss. Justin nodded and then kissed my forehead.
"Okay, you do have a concussion. Let's get a hotel. That should be better than the house. Especially with your mother. Come on." He said, and pushed the wheelchair to the desk and my brother filed the discharge papers and we left and went outside.
"How did you know where I was?" I asked, confused. Then I realized that my brother had my phone and probably contacted him on that. "Never mind, Reagan had my phone, he probably told you. I'm still out of it. Did you bring my car, Reagan?" I asked, looking at my brother. He nodded and took over pushing me, and took us to my car. It was a '98 Impala and I got it with my own money on my sixteenth birthday, and my parents hadn't known, till I brought it home, and they were angry, but they eventually got over it and let me drive it. I got in the passenger side and kissed the dashboard. "I missed you." I said, smiling. Justin looked at me weird and I laughed. "Sorry, I known that was weird, I was grounded from driving her for a while because I got suspended from school. For defending Reagan." I said, awkward silence falling on us. "Did you get a hotel before you came here?" I asked, breaking the silence as we start to drive.
"Yeah, we did. It's at Best Western. Here, I'll get the address and set up directions." Justin said, pulling his phone out and tapping some, before handing his phone to me. "Here, the directions are set. It should take us fifteen minutes to get there." He said, leaning back. The rest of the drive was spent talking about little things and nonsense. It felt surreal, like I was dreaming. We arrived and we went to his room. "Wow, this is nice. I'm wondering, how long are you staying here?" I asked, curiosity taking over.
"Until you're better. I'm not leaving until then." He said, determination in his eyes, and voice. I smiled at how sweet that was and looked down, blushing.
"Thanks, Justin. You really are a nice guy." I said, a bit surprised that he was actually like how he acted on the internet in real life.
"Why would I be any different? I mean what's the point of acting like a different person on the internet if you're not like it in real life. There's no logic behind it." Justin said, smiling. I thought about something for a long time. 'What if I went back for three minutes, maybe less. Just to get clothes and come back here? Mom's probably at work anyways.' I thought, contemplating whether or not I should just go back. I heard something and got pulled out of my thoughts. It sounded like yelling. I looked up to see my dad, and Justin fighting. I immediately get scared when I see my dad, I breakdown and start crying. "No!! Leave him alone!! Don't hurt him. Please!! I'm begging you, don't hurt Justin!!" I yelled, confused and starting to have a panic attack. My dad looks over at me.
"You're supposed to be dead!!" He yelled, angrier at the sight of me. I saw Danny run out of the room out of the corner of my eye, but my dad didn't notice it, and I got more scared as I saw Justin punch my dad. It knocked him out.
"I called the-" Danny said, running in and looking down at my dad's unconscious form and then at Justin. "You knocked him out?" He asked, shocked because my dad was tall and really strong.
"Yeah, it hurt my hand though." Justin said, looking at his hand. "I think it's broken." He said, wincing when I take it and look at his hand.
"Yeah, it is broken. Ouch." I said, wincing sympathetically. "Danny you said you called the police?" I looked to Danny, who looked like he was awkwardly fanboying at my actions towards Justin and nodded.
"Yeah I did. I called them and they said they would be here soon. About fifteen minutes." He said, his voice cracking here and there, barely able to contain his fanboy attack. (lol) I laugh and Justin can't help himself. He kisses me again. This time, he licks my lip, asking for entrance and I open my mouth slightly enough for his tongue to dance with mine. I moan a bit and Reagan yells not very happy with our actions.
"Hey! We're right here! Do you have to make out right in front of us?" He yelled, pulling Justin off of me. I was angry and disappointed.
"Reagan, it was a kiss. What's wrong with a kiss? It's not like we were fucking having sex in front of you!!!" I yelled, angry.
"Well it was leading to it!!!" He yelled, getting upset.
"Justin doesn't even have a dick! How could we?! And it'd be weird if we did!!!" I yelled, getting angrier and angrier, not realizing I offended my boyfriend. And my friends. "I mean really! I would never have sex with a girl!!"

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Ouch that had to hurt. Anyways I know its a cliffhanger and a terrible one at that but its late and I'm tired. It's almost two AM as I'm writing this and this is on my phone. It has over 1000 words so its pretty decent. Ily guys bye!!!( *¯ ³¯*)♡