One Day {Justin Bieber}

Chapter Five

*Molly’s POV*

After hanging up from Alfredo’s call, I took a nice, long, relaxing shower. I then pulled on some comfy pajamas and checked the time.

5.00pm, 45 minutes until Fredo comes.

I walk back into my bathroom and turn to face my mirror. For about ten minutes I just stare. Then I begin to cry. I cry, and cry, and cry. For no single reason really, just…just because.

My vision is slightly blurred, but I still manage to open the drawer I told myself I would never open.

When I was 14, life brought me down. It brought me all the way down, and I started self-harming. I’ve never talked to anyone about it or told anyone at all…It’s kinda like my little secret.

Justin would question the scars occasionally but once I finally got myself to stop, they faded, and so did his curiousity about them.

I’ve been clean for over six years, and I’ve told myself time and time again that I would never again resort to the blade, yet I kept it. All these years…

I pull it out slowly and my vision blurs completely.

Don’t do it, Molly. Don’t do it.

I wipe my eyes with the back of my palm and raise the blade to my wrist.

Don’t do it.

Don’t resort to this.

You’re better than this.

I slowly bring it down to my skin and just as it makes contact, my phone rings.

Whose ringing me right now?

It’s, of course, Alfy.

I answer with a fake smile. “Hey!”

“Hey! Listen…Uh, would it be okay if I came a bit early? It’s 5.30 now and I’m in the area, so I was wondering if I could just drop by…?”

“Of course you can! I’m ready when you are!”

“Awesome! I’ll be there in two!” He hangs up.

I smile, then realize I need to put the blade away, get out of the bathroom, wipe any thoughts of self-harm out of my mind, and get the movie, the drinks, and the popcorn ready.

I tuck the blade away in my drawer and race down the stairs. I grab a bag of popcorn and put it in the microwave, then I grab two Cokes from my garage and bring them into my kitchen.

A bead of sweat drips from my forehead as the popcorn timer goes off and Alfy walks through the door.

“Molly!!!” He shouts with a grin, running to me and picking me up.

I laugh. “Alfredo! It’s been ages!!”

He sets me down. “Way too long. How are you?!”

“I’m well, I really am. How are you!” I take the popcorn out of the microwave and empty it into a big, round bowl.

“I’m good. I missed you and Jay so much… Good to see you both,” He says as he licks his lips.

“Oh. Did you see Jay?”

His eyes fill with alarm at first, then he tries to hide it. “Yeah. Earlier today, actually…”

“Oh, fun!”

He smiles and takes the bowl of popcorn from my hands. We walk to the couch and decide on the movie The Avengers.

Just as Captain America protests against Loki, Alfredo clears his throat. “Molly?”

I turn to him with a look of concern and confusion. “Yeah?”

“Do you,” His voice cracks.

“Oh my God. Alfredo? What’s wrong?”

“No, no, no. It’s nothing like that; nothing severe or anything, I’m just…”

“Is it something-..”

“What happened between you and Justin?” He blurts.

*Alfredo’s POV*

I mentally slap myself.

Justin is going to kill me. Kill me.

She looks taken aback. “Oh…Uh…” She stutters for a minute. “He told me he loves me, Fredo. The other day at the studio, with Nick. He-He took my hands after we finished rehearsing this dance that was… So beautiful and lovely but it was so sexy and romantic… Alfredo, is it wrong that it felt so right dancing with Justin? Even though I was in a relationship with Alex while I was doing it…? Oh, God, am I a slut?”

“Molly! You aren’t even close to a slut! And that’s not wrong at all! Honestly, I’ve wanted you two to hook up for forever.”

She hits my shoulder playfully. “Shut up.”

I chuckle. “So…Do you feel the same about him?”

“I just… I think that I do, but I don’t want to just jump into his arms… I feel like it’ll ruin our friendship, and I only just broke up with Alex, I…”

“Look, Molls: Justin loves you. A lot. He isn’t going to let a relationship between you two ruin anything. He cares about you so much… He-..”

“Wait. You said you were with Justin earlier today, right?”

I nod.

“Oh my God. I should’ve known. You’re just doing what he said for you to do, aren’t you? Aren’t you?!” She demands.

“Molly it isn’t like that and you know it! Yes, I was with Justin earlier today but he didn’t tell me to call you so that I could convince you to fall in love with him! Of course he wants you to love him back, but you know him well enough to know he would never let me do that, no matter how much he wanted to!”

“You’re right,” She sighs. “I’m sorry I freaked out, I’m just so emotional right now.  I don’t know what to do with myself… I just want to talk to Jay about this… He’d know what to say, but I’m-I’m-I’m…”

“You’re…?”

“I’m afraid, okay? I’m afraid of my own best friend. It’s pathetic, I know.”

“No, Molly, it isn’t pathetic at all. Why don’t you just…talk to him? I think you both are getting really emotional and worked up about this and-“

“Wait. How is Justin?”

“Not good. He’s beating himself up over it all. He thinks he ambushed you with his feelings and put too much pressure on you. That’s why he walked out after he told you how he feels. He’s so afraid of hurting you, Molls.”

She smiles but tries to hide it. “Awe. Y’all are meant for each other. Truly.”

She rolls her eyes as her cheeks flush red.

“So are you gonna call him?”

She giggles. “Yeah, I think I am.”

Thank the Lord. Justin would've absolutely murdered me.

*End of Chapter Five*

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