Chapter 11

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Justin's POV

Today is Saturday, at least I think it is. The day I'm supposed to meet Hannah.

"Oh shit." I say to myself looking at the clock. It's almost time to meet her at the stupid café ad right now I'm in the bar drinking my problems away.

I start heading out to the car but the damn sun is too bright so I put my sunglasses on. I think I have about 10 minutes to get there. What am I gonna say to her? I mean, I'm half drunk. I don't necessarily have a clear mind right now. I'll just wing it. I say to myself.

10 minutes later and I arrived at the café. When I walk in I see Hannah sitting all the way in the back in a small booth. As I make my way over to her a wave of questions and doubts fill my mind. What if she wants nothing to do with me anymore? What if Marissa told her what I said? what if she finds out I fucked another girl. My questions are soon cut short when I meet Hannah at the booth.

"Hey Justin." She says as she waves slightly.

"Hey Hannah, how's it going?" I say as I sit down.

"Eh, could be better. How about you?" She questions.

"Eh, could be better." I repeat.

She chuckles, "So, I need answers." She demands.

"About what exactly?"

"You know what. Why you were ignoring my calls, why you never came home, why you were in Miami?"

"Okay first of all, I ignored your calls because I was busy in the studio. Second of all, I came home late because I needed to finish something. And third if all, I can't tell you why I want to Miami." I say as I cross my arms around my chest.

"Why can't you? Were you fucking other girls?" She questions. What are with women and thinking men are always screwing around? Like seriously? What is going in with that? Geez, can't one guy to Miami without having to say a reason. Apparently not, my subconscious tells me

"NO!" I yell. "I can't tell you, okay?"

"Why?"

"Because its a surprise for you. I was in Miami for you, okay?" I finally tell. That's as far as I'm going to explain because I don't want to give anything else away. Even though we weren't technically together I still am going to surprise her.

"Oh..." She sighs. "As long as you promise me you didn't cheat."

"No, I would never. Why would you even think that?" I scoff.

Hannah's POV

"No, I would never. Why would you even think that?" He scoffs.

"Sometimes my mind gets the best of me." I shrug. Okay Hannah this is your chance, Tell him. I think to myself. "Justin... I need to tell you something."

"What? You cheated on me?"

"NO! I would never! Before I tell you, can you take those sunglasses off? I need to look you in the eyes and tell you this. And I also want to see your facial expression." Why does he have sunglasses indoors anyways? Why would you either unless...unless you're trying to hide something. "Are you hiding something?"

"Uh... no, no I'm not." He confidently replies.

"Then take them off please. I just want to know what you expression and such, when I tell you."

"If its not something bad then why do you need me to take my sunglasses off?" Are we seriously arguing over sunglasses right now?

"Just take them off!" And he, finally, takes them off. When they are off I gasp. "Why are your eyes all bloodshot? Have you been drinking? Are you doing drugs?" I question him. What the fuck was he thinking? I know I just broke our engagement but I was quickly going to fix it. I just needed time to think, not like I got any anyways.

"Maybe, maybe not. But it's none of your business anyways. Tell me what you were going to tell me now. I have places to be." He demands.

"No, we are going to talk about this." I'm not going to talk about me being pregnant when he's half sober.

"I'm not talking here. Who knows who could be listening. Lets go back to our house." He says as he gets up and leaves.

"Okay." I mutter to myself. He does have a point though. Who knows who could be listening. It could be the paparazzi. If they heard me saying I was pregnant, I would be dead meat.

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