Secret Crush

Chapter 8

Justin's POV:

"Today Justin called me babe and my heart literally was about to pop out of my chest" I couldn't help but read on. "I love him but he loves her" another line, "I'll just have to hide my feels if I want to keep this friendship with him". I couldn't read anymore I already read enough to be the worst best friend in the world. She likes me more than a friend? Why didn't she tell me? "Maybe it's because I'm attached to someone, maybe I've been waiting for him for so long, maybe even if I know he'll never liked me, I still have hope" her voice kept playing in my head over and over. She was talking about me. I always told her how perfect my girlfriends where and that must have hurt her so much. I remember we first started going out with Caitlin she was so sad and didn't even talk to me for weeks. As I was over thinking my eyes caught (Y/N) coming towards the car I quickly shut the diary and placed it where I found it. She opened the door and slid into the passenger seat. "Here you go" she handed me my coffee. "Em...thanks" I awkwardly replied then realized how stupid that was. "What's wrong, you seem so tense?" She pulled her eye brows together in confusion. "Nothing" I said starting the engine. "Justin, don't lie to me, I won't let this go until you tell me." She answered back raising her voice a little. "What about you huh? You've lied to me for years and we always said there will be no secrets between us but you still never told me" I shouted at her louder than we both expected. "What the fuck are you talking about, you fucking know everything about me" she exclaimed looking me right in my eyes, her beautiful (your eye color) eyes burning through my hazel ones. "Everything? Think again babe" I said 'babe' in a sharp tone. She was quiet for a few seconds but it felt like hours. "I still don't know what your talking about" she whispered looking down at her hands. I held her by her chin and turned her head so she looks at me.
"That you liked me" I whispered rubbing her cheek with my thumb. She didn't say anything she just looked at me in the eyes through her teary ones. After a minute or two she finally spoke up. "How did you-" look under your seat" I cut her off. She dug under her seat and then found something. Her diary. "I'm really sorry for reading it, it's just that when I picked it up it was open and I saw my name and I couldn't help but read......I'm really sorry" at this point she was crying. "Don't cry......" I said rubbing the tears away from her face. "You weren't suppose to read that......" She said looking up at me. At this point our car was surrounded with paparazzi's. Assholes. But I didn't care because (Y/N) is more important right now. "Can...you take me home please....and don't speak" she exclaimed while wiping the tears away. "O-okay" I said driving off.

Your POV:

Oh shit. My life is officially over. What the fuck am I going to do? The only thing I want right now is go to home and sleep and wake up and this hasn't happened. The ride was so awkward. I think I'm going to die right now. Why the hell did I drop it why? After about ten minutes we finally reached my house. Justin pulled up into the drive way and as soon as the car stopped I ran out the car and into my house. I don't care how babyish I looked. I ran up to my room and jumped in my bed. I dug my head into my pillow and started crying then I heard the door bell. Oh shit my brother will probably let him. Well it's okay I'm not aloud to have boys in my room so my brother won't let him in my room. I heard someone walk up the stairs, it's probably my brother. "Why are you hiding from me?" The whole world pause and it was only me and the person. Justin. Fuck my life, literally. "I'm not hiding, you read something that you shouldn't have and I can't face you right now. Just leave me alone....please" I said sitting up on my bed and wiping the tears away but they still came running down my cheeks. "But-" "Just leave please" I shouted at him pointing at the door. He stood there for a while and then left. I'm sorry, this wasn't mean to happen" he whispered before going away. "I'm sorry too" I cried.