Love doesn't exist?(N.H) {ON HOLD}

Chapter 12

Heyyyyy!! Sorry if you are only here to read a 1D book, but I have to tell Paisley and JJ's story before we get to the relationship between Niall and Paisley. Stay with me. It will get better, I promise. Tell your friends about the book too.

  (Paisley's POV) (April 2nd,2014)

  "Bonnie, you have to eat something!" mom yelled at Bonnie as we were packing our things.

  "Momma Hollie, I am fine. I'm not hungry." Bonnie replied. She has called mom that since seventh grade.

  "You have to be. You haven't eaten today. Are you sure you are okay?" I added.

  Bonnie continued to pack what little things she has into boxes. She was finally getting her own room. She had to share a room with her parents, and then a bedroom with me. Mom and Micheal had finally found a house with six bedrooms. One for mom and Micheal, one for me, one for Joey, one for Bonnie. And finally one for each of the twins.

  Mom is due in two months. It's been a long two months. JJ and I have been having problems. Bonnie is still Bonnie. And mom; mom is just getting bigger and bigger.

  "Will JJ be coming over later?" Mom questioned.

  "I don't think so." I frowned as I taped the last of my boxed things.

  Bonnie came up to me and gave me a squeeze. JJ has been distant. He hasn't been wanting to see me anymore. Even though I want to see him. I just can't shake the feeling that something is wrong.

  "We should get the boxes in the truck. After all, we are moving today." Bonnie chided.  "Give it some time. See if he will hang out tomorrow."

  I nodded in silence. I picked up the box currently on my bed, and carried it out of the room. I set it on the table that contained the rest of my things. I took the box that was on the top of the pile, carried it out to the moving truck, pushing it as far back as it would go.  Jumpped off the truck, and repeated the process.

  Bonnie eventually came out to load her stuff in the truck. She has a lot less than I do.

  After every one had there stuff in the the back of the moving truck and locked, we were on our way to the bigger, maybe not better, but new house.

  I walked through the house first, with Bonnie at my side. Experiencing this first walk through the house with my sister for life is something I have always wished for. (Check that off my bucket list)

  I walked to my room first. The walls were currently white- white walls, white ceilings. Soon they will be chalkboard walls, painted by Mau. And galaxy painted ceilings. 

  Bonnie's room was the same, but I will be painting her room for her. She isn't the most handy with a paintbrush.

   All the rooms were the same. But we will have to give it a make over. This house is now apart of the family. It will hold our soon to come memories and dreams. Bonnie and I won't live here for long though. We will be moving to go to college in a couple of years. Hopefully.

   I unpacked most of my things and placed the clothes in my new walk-in closet. Put my books on the bookshelf, while also making my bed to sleep on.

  I got tiered out enough to fall soundly asleep at my desk, typing a paper for English class on my computer. Even though it is spring break, I was still assigned to do a paper.

   _____Next Morning______

  I woke up to see that the computer screen was covered in the leter 'J'. I must have had my hand on the key while I slept.

  I sat at my desk all day; and all night. Waiting for JJ to come see me. I don't know why he hasn't talked to me in two weeks. I texted him three days ago, but he never replied.

  It makes me feel like he left me, again. I can't seem to laugh. Or smile. He was one of the reasons I did those things. And now he is gone.

  _____Days later_______

  It's been almost a week since we moved. I have all my things unpacked and into their places. But the one thing that hasn't happened, is JJ. Where is he? He couldn't have gone back to Texas without saying goodbye.

  "Paisley?" I heard a soft voice cooe from the doorway. I rolled in my bed to look at the face. It was JJ, standing in my room, as if nothing had ever happened. He is surely wrong.

  "What?" I snapped.

  "How are you?" he said, starting to walk over to my bed. I didn't sit up, or acknowledge his movement.

  "Not any better than the way you left me. Broken and depressed." I spoke in a monotone.

  "What do you mean left you? I've been gone for three days. Not years. " he croaked.

  "You've been avoiding me for three weeks, JJ. Not days, weeks." I replied.

  "I haven't ment to. I lost my phone, We have no classes together anymore. We don't even have the same lunch. How was I supposed to know you were feeling avoided?" he spat.

  "You could have used your parents phone, or a friend's. I am not that had to reach. You could have even gone to Bonnie if you ever cared that much!" my voice began to elevate.

  I stood up from my bed, and walked to the door. JJ's mouth opened, as if he was going to say something, but quickly closed. "Get out!" I demanded.

  "What?" he quivered.

  "I said, Get out!" I demanded once more, but in a louder tone.

  He walked over to the door, just in front of my face. Leaning in, he kissed me passionately on the lips. His lips were so soft.

  "I do care." He left me with a cunfuzaled emotion.

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