The Internet Friend (A Justin Blake Fanfiction)

Chapter Eight: I Fucked up

Justin's pov

I watched as Lydia started crying and hobbled out of the apartment and ran after her, worried. "Lydia, I'm sorry I'm so fucking stupid. I wanted this relationship to be secret. Please don't be mad, it was my stupidity, not yours." I said, tears streaming down my face.
"I know it was your fault!!! Your the one that was making out with me!! You're the sober one!! You should've pushed me away!! This is your fault!! I wish I never met you!! I was perfectly fine before you guested me that day!! I'm done being hurt by everyone around me!! I honestly can't believe how stupid I was. Thinking I could ever be happy, with anyone, let alone you. Goodbye, Justin." She said, and went inside, and I thought the love of my life just walked out forever. I went back to the hotel, and got angry at myself, and started crying. I tried to call Lydia a few times, but she didn't answer. I ended up crying myself to sleep.

Lydia's pov

My brother made everyone leave the party, and I sat on the couch, crying my eyes out, angry at everything that had just happened. "Hey, Justin just tried to call. I just hung up, is that okay?" Raegan asked, worried about me. I just nodded and wiped my eyes, rolling over. He set my phone on the nightstand, and sat on the bed. "I'm sorry he did that sis. He shouldn't have been stupid enough to let that happen." 

"Can you just leave me alone? I don't wanna hear it's all his fault. I'm the one who kissed him. I'm the one who got stupidly drunk and did that. It's my fault, so just go." I said, a little angry, and Raegan left. I laid there, thinking about how stupid that I was, and how bad I felt for blaming it all on him. I tried my hardest  to resist calling Justin, and just decided to turn my phone off, put it in the living room on the coffee table, and then went back into my room, trying to calm down, and I eventually calmed down enough and went into my bed and fell asleep.

The Next morning Lydia's POV

I woke up, with a terrible hangover, trying to remember what happened last night, but I couldn't, so I just got up, and got some aspirin and drank some water. I got a notification on my phone, but ignored it, and then I felt the inevitable nausea and hobbled as fast as I could into the bathroom, emptying my stomach of anything that had been there the previous night, and the glass of water, and aspirin I had just taken. I threw up a couple more times, and then leaned back, feeling like shit. "Ugh, I'm never drinking again." I said quietly, knowing I was lying to myself, and slowly stood up, going into the living room, seeing it was a huge mess. "God, what happened last night?" I said, confused.

"Well, the party got out of hand, and Justin kicked everyone out. I think that's it anyways." Raegan said, from the living room chair, his face covered with a pillow. "You ended up falling asleep in my room. Yours wasn't set up yet, so I just let you stay in there." He said, serious. I always loved my brother for how caring he was, and considerate. "Your phone has been blowing up with Twitter notifications. And Instagram notifications. Thought you should know." He said, slightly annoyed when he mentioned it. I checked my phone, and saw thousands of comments on videos, and posts, calling me a "slut" and a "whore." I was extremely confused, and so I decided to open a post. It was a video of Justin and I making out, well practically eating each other's faces in the middle of a crowd of people, most of them fans of Justin. My memories then came back in crashing waves, like a brick wall had just hit me in the face, and I broke down. "I'm a terrible girlfriend. I need to see Justin." I said, looming over Raegan's face. "Take me to the hotel. I need to fix this shit." I said, upset with tears mixed with remnants of last night's lakeup streaming down my face, and messy hair. "It's too early." He said, and I checked the time. "It's past noon. Take me there. Now." I said, serious and a bit annoyed.

He agreed after some protest, and I smiled, and thanked him. We got in the car, and drove to the hotel, and we asked for the room. "I'm sorry, ma'am but he just checked out. He seemed really down though, so I told him to get a cab, but he said he'd walk." The lobbyist said, and I went after Justin, seeing his brown hair in the distance, and hollered his name. "Justin, babe! I'm sorry!" I said, moving faster than I had ever moved on crutches, and caught up to him, out of breath as I was stopped in front of him. "Justin-I made a mistake. I'm so fucking sorry." I said, in between breaths.

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Cliffhanger!!! Hey babes, I finally updated after months and months!! I'm so sorry guys!! High school is annoying and tiring. I love you all bye for now!!