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I am soooooooo so so sososososo sorry for the long ass wait! I've been nothing but tired and my bosses are assholes because they like taking away my days off and shit. 5 10hr shifts😭 but here's an almost 3000 word chapter! HAPPY NEW YEAR!! I'm sorry for any mistakes as well☺ I hope you enjoy~ Sandra💕 ps: swear something is wrong with wattpad I published it and didn't see the rest of the story..

Normani pov

"So.. You wanna talk now?" my late boyfriend asked, "we were sitting here in silence for about.." he paused to look at his watch "..15 minutes and I'm pretty sure these visits are timed" Justin chuckled. The sound brought me out of my dazed state, "how- how are yo- explain" I tried to form a proper sentence but failed "because I just can't believe my eyes. You're back! I don't know how but you're b-"

I was cut off by a sad sigh, "what's wrong baby?" I asked sensing a mood change "let's take a walk" he said getting out of the and I trailed behind him. The Canadian boy grabbed my hand and I quietly gasped, I haven't felt his touch in 2 years and I'm feeling absolutely overwhelmed right now. He led me towards the woods, "Justin.. Are you trying to kill me?" I joked which only made him chuckle at my words and shook his head before sitting down on the ground.  "as much as I would love for you to be with me, that would only make me selfish"

I sat next to him and he wrapped his arm around me, "you knew I loved you with all my heart ever since we were 15 right?" I nodded my head waiting for him to continue, "you were dancing with your drill team with your sparkling gold uniform. I never got a chance to actually speak to you before-" I interrupted the blonde haired boy, "because you were swamped with basketball, track, your failing grades, and your toxic relationship with Selena" I said laying my head down on his chest. "Yeah but when Selena left me you still didn't give me the time of the day" he said while playing with my fingers. "That's because I didn't like when you appropriated culture.." I trailed of remembering the first out of many times he asked me out.

I was standing in line at the corner store a few blocks away from school and I heard someone clear their throat, I turned around and saw a white male with dreads smiling at me "oh hell no" I said in disbelief. His smile faltered a bit and he looked down at what I was holding, "are these takis?" he said taking them out of my hand. I was bewildered! First his ass try talking to me with dreads and THEN he takes my food?!?! "I love takis.. What are takis?" he said perplexed while smiling.

"It's like a rolled up doritos" I said rolling my eyes, "oh.. I would love to taki to you on the phone, so can I have your number?" he asked with a smile. I know it was mean but I bursted into a gut wrenching laughter. I took the takis out of his hands, paid for them, and left without giving him my number all while laughing.

"That was so rude of you by the way" Justin said laughing at the memory, I then moved my head closer to his heart to hear it beat.. "It's not there.." was all he said before smiling down at me, "the heartbeat plan was $100 extra, I know I had the money on earth but dying is expensive mani" he joked.

I pushed myself off of my late boyfriend and looked at him appalled because of the joke that came out his mouth, "that's not funny justin! You're always doing that shit!" he started laughing and reached out to pull me back into him. I smacked his hand away, "it was a joke Mani, you're always taking things way too serious" Justin laughed out. I crossed my arms and fought back some tears, "why am I here?" the canadian boy twisted his lips before shrugging his shoulders "closure I guess.."

I furrowed my brows in confusion, closure? As if he read my mind Justin chimed in, "you need to move on" he said staring in space. "I did m-" I tried explaining but Justin cut me off, "fully" was all he said before we fell silent for a second. I scoffed and rolled my eyes again, "I have a girlfriend now if you must know"

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