Just Friends

Chapter 44

f o u r t y f i v e

↳ "Because you're the only one I need."

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I stepped out of the shower, knocks being placed on my dorm door. Placing my feet on the matt, the air that was meant to be warm met my body and I hurried to grab a towel. I wrapped the white, soft towel around my body, placing my hair on one side and quickly walking out into the bedrooms.

I groaned as the person who stood behind the door was knocking on it once again. As I was about to run to my wardrobe, a text came to my phone and I picked it off my bed.

i hope we can do what we did last night again, even though some random person kissed you.

Brent. 4 minutes ago.

I bit on my cheek quickly, placing the phone down again. Someone kissed me and if it wasn't Brent, then I had no idea. Was it Justin? It couldn't of been, he wasn't at the party last night. A part of me wished it was him, but another told me if it was, that I should slap him. It wasn't though, right?

I looked back at the door, running a hand through my wet hair. "Hang on, I have to get dre-"

They knocked again, cutting me off as I realised they probably didn't hear me. I was stuck in whether I should get dressed, but another knock had me walking over to the door in my towel. It was probably Liz who got locked out. I wrapped the towel around my body tighter before opening the door slightly.

"Look, I just got out of the shower-"
I stopped myself when I saw who it was, a small gasp escaping my lips.

"Sorry." Justin said as his beautiful honey-comb eyes met mine and as soon as I saw them, I got lost in them, my heart fluttering.

He stood there, that's all he had to do for my heart to increase in rate. Half my heart was aching, thinking about what he had done while the other half fluttered, thinking about the fact that he was here.

His eyes trailed down my shoulder, as most of me was covered by the door. Taking a deep breath, I stepped out from the door, still clutching onto the towel tightly as I bit my cheek. His eyes travelled down from my shoulder to all the way down. Expecting to feel self-conscious, I didn't.

I felt good because of the way he was looking at me.

"Can I come in?"

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"Why are you here?" I asked him as I sat on my bed, the towel still wrapped around me. My hair was still wet as it slightly dripped my leg, but I could care less, as I wondered why Justin was here. A million unwanted thoughts in my head.
He sat on Liz's bed, he looked tired. Like he hadn't sleep in ages. I felt the need to wrap my arms around him and kiss him, kiss his soft lips. But instead, I glared at him.

He hurt me. He really fucking hurt me.

"I had to see you." He spoke, running a hand through his hair as he looked at me for the first time of being in the room. He shuffled, like he was trying not to look at me. "To explain."

"I'm giving you three minutes." I told him as I bit my cheek. Firm, that was all I had to be. "So explain yourself."

"Fuck, It's really hard when you're in a towel, Ariana." He replied in a raspy voice, biting his lip. The way he said that made me want to smile, but I shrugged and he let out a deep breath, letting his eyes meet mine.

"I love you, baby girl." He started, getting up. "You are the first girl I loved. I hate being cliche, but I'm not loosing you again."

"But, when I was in California, I was fucking stupid. I was loosing it without you. So I drunk and went to stupid ass parties. And I met Monique and I fucked it up. I fucked up so bad. I know that's not excuse and I'm not expecting you to forgive me. I just want you to know that I don't know what happen, but you need to know that I want you. I only want you."