My Brother's Best Friend

Chapter 3- There's Something I Need To Tell You

*Mickey's POV*

        I woke up just as the plane was about to land. I knew that because I looked out the window and saw the plane come closer to the ground. I looked at my phone and saw I has 2 new messages. I thought it'd be okay to look at them since we're about to land anyway. The first one was from Tiffany.

        'Michael and I were at it for 3 hours. This guy's a keeper ;)'

         I just rolled my eyes at how big of a slut she is. She never keeps her sex life private. The second message was from...Ryan? I haven't heard from him in forever.

        'Hi Mickey! Sorry I haven't really talked to you or mom in a while but I just wanted to see how you were both doing and how everything's going.'

          That message was apparently sent a half hour ago. I thought I may as well not waste another minute and text him back.

        'Actually, I have a surprise for you and Justin.'

       I sent the message, and I got a reply about a minute later.

        'What do you mean? What kind of surprise?'

      I honestly have no idea how the hell I'm going to tell him that I flew out here without mom's permission. I hope mom doesn't do anything crazy if I don't get back there on time, so I reply.

       'You'll see.'

        I put my phone in my pocket and wait for the plane to come to a complete stop. Once the flight attendant dismissed us off the plane, I grab my bag and got the hell out of there.

         I walked out of the building with my luggage and signaled a cab to come get me. The cab stopped and I got in.

       "Where to miss?" The cab driver asked.

         I gave him the adress to the place and he drove me there. It was an hour drive and I fell asleep at some point.

        "Alright, that'll be $30." He said.

     I woke up when he said that.

        "Oh, sorry." I said.

          I paid the cab driver, and took my luggage and got out of the cab. The cab driver drove away and I stood there in front of the house. Do I really want to do this? Well, I've already come this far, there's no turning back now. I walked up to the door very slowly. My palms were sweaty, my legs felt like jelly, I almost couldn't move. I slowly moved my arm and stuck my finger out, and I rang the door bell. I waited paitently and about a minute later, the door opened, revealing the guy I feel like I miss almost more than my own brother. Justin.

       "Mickey?" He said. He sounded surprised.

         "Hi Justin." I said a little nervous.

      "What are you doing here?" He asked.

       "It's kind of a long story, is Ryan here?" I asked.

     "Well, yeah but he's taking a nap upstairs. Last night was kind of crazy." He said, chuckling.

         I almost smiled, but I didn't want to because I don't think I have a very nice smile and I'm a little too depressed to anyway. The weird thing is, Justin sounded kind of depressed too.

       "Come in." He said.

      I walked into his gorgeous home that I thought is usually surrounded by police officers.

        "Where can I put this?" I said, holding up my bag.

      "Oh, you can just set that next to the couch over there." He said.

    I put my bag next to the couch and Justin and I both sat down.

      "Isn't your house usually surrounded by police officers?" I asked, finally.

         "Yeah, but I gave them the day off. No one really comes around here." He said, sounding a little depressed.

        "Are you okay? You sound kind of sad." I pointed out.

     "Oh, yeah, well, last night, Selena and I kind of got into a fight." He said. He started to cry.

       "Oh, I'm sorry." I said.

       I scooted over next to him and gave him a hug. He leaned his head on my little shoulder and cried on it while I rubbed up and down his tattoo filled arm.

        "It's going to be okay." I whispered.

       "I don't know what I did wrong." He said in tears.

        Suddenly, I kissed his forehead for about 5 seconds. He gave me a weird look and I realized what I just did.

         "I'm sorry." I said, pulling away.

          "It's alright sweetheart. I appreciate you trying to comfort me but I just want you to know I've been depressed for a long time now." He said.

           "How come?" I asked.

        "It's hard to explain." He said.

          "I know what you mean. I've been depressed for a while too." I said.

       "What do you mean?" He asked a little worried.

         "Nevermind, it doesn't matter." I said.

          "No, babygirl it does matter. Why aren't you happy?" He asked, taking my hands, giving me goosebumps.

         "I care more about you. Why aren't you happy?" I asked.

          "Sweetheart, forget about me right now. Please just tell me what's wrong. What's going on?" He asked again. He was starting to scare me.

       Just then, Ryan came downstairs with really messy hair. He must've just woken up. He sees me and looks at me surprised.

        "Mickey, what are you doing here?" He asked.

      "That's what I'm trying to figure out. She says she's been depressed for a long time." Justin said, making Ryan rush over to the couch.

         "What? Why's that?" Ryan asked.

      I looked at both of them and decide to just tell them the truth. I sighed.

        "Justin, Ryan, there's something I need to tell you." I said.

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Hey guys! Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I was on writer's block. Remember to vote and comment if you want the next chapter. Do you like how I left it as a cliffhanger? ;)