Chapter 5.

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"Leah! come on. It will be a night you will not forget!" Charlie is here trying to convince me to go out to his uncles boat tonight, but the thing is I cant. Tonight is the night Justin and I are going to the boys concert and mind I remind you, meeting them 'again'!

Since that very cliché and surprising run in Nordstrom's fitting rooms, all I could think about were those beautiful, vibrant greenish blue eyes, the eyes that were connected to that beautiful face.... such a beautiful face. I know, I have seen him in a bunch of pictures, videos and stuff as well as the other guys but in person, its just so unreal and your perspective changes.

"oh um.. I really cant tonight. Me and Justin are going out."

"But you guys always go out and you area always together, so why dose it matter if you miss one night to spend time with your most handsome boyfriend ever." Man, why is he being so desperate about this, me and him always spend time together.

The past few days Charlie has seemed a little more desperate and cocky and I don't no why, honestly that's kind of a turn off but I'm sure its just a faze because despite what people say about Charlie, I feel like I know him and there must be a reason behind his sudden change in personality.

"Well me and Justin are going to a concert that we have waiting for ever.. tonight, and if we miss it then your going to have to deal with my sadness and clean up every single tear." See this will help him stop bugging me about it.

"Fine, but promise that you will go tomorrow instead. If you don't go then your going to have to deal with my sadness." Man, he just had to use my skills on me. "ha I see your using my own words against me.. how hurtful" "But I guess I will go.... but I need to be home before my dad gets home Sunday afternoon!"

"Fine, Fine, yes okay! Thanks babe! I got to go and um...... do laundry. bye!" with that Charlie had hung up on me. Why was he acting so weird? And I no he doesn't do his own laundry, he always has his mother do it for him, he told me him self.

"Leahya, Justin's home!" I herd my Dad call with his deep voice from all the way down stairs. Yes, my dad did say 'Justin's home' he says that because that kid basically lives here, he even has his own reserved spot in my closet for all his stuff that he brings and leaves here.

"OKKKKKAAAAYY!" Once ran down stairs in only my purple bathrobe and a pair of gray fluffy socks, I nearly died. I got to the last step and slipped on the very shiny and new wood floor located in my dinning room and felt large arms grab me with lots of force. Opening my eyes I realized who it was. "oh hey dad." with that we all burst into laughter. My dad is about 40, he has hazel brown eyes and a full brown beard that matches his hair.

"Leah.. your .. soo.. clumsy and causal!" "and the way.. you just said 'oh hey dad' !" they both started to say in between laughs. Its safe to say Justin and my dad get along pretty well. Other then the whole 'who there attracted to' they are a lot alike. There both goof balls with messy hair and contagious laughs Just like how my brother was....

As soon as they both realized my change in mood they gave me a slightly confused look. "Baby, are you okay?" my dad could always tell when I was thinking about my brother. "Im fine, me and Justin are just going to head up stairs and get ready for the concert."

"okay, have fun. But if I see you walk out of this house with a tube skirt and cake on your face. I will be dressing you!" My dad said with forced seriousness but he couldn't hold it anymore and started to giggle. Yeah, me and my dad joke around and try to keep things happy now; more then ever.

"oh wait Dad, umm can I stay the night at Justin house tomorrow night?" By this I gave Justin the look, the look is when we are in need of a huge favor from one another. See were ride or dies, No matter what, we are and will be there for each other always! "I mean that fine with me, but remember I'm not going to be home till around 3 Sunday, so don't do anything stupid."

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