How Long Will I Love You.

Chapter Eight.

I love you so much more than I will ever be able to tell or show you:

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“I’m going out” I looked from my book as I heard Justin walk by. Usually I wouldn’t mind, but it’s the way he said it, and the fact he was by the door with no intentions of saying goodbye.

“No goodbye then?” I ask, setting my book on the bedside table. His eyes suddenly changed as he walked over, guilt etched across his face. He jumped on the bed, his knees either side of my hip with his hands either side of my face as I sat up underneath him “I’m not mad at you ok, just stressed. I love you” He told me, planting a long deep kiss on my lips. I nodded, running a hand through his perfectly styled hair and smiling “Love you” I reply.

He gives me one last kiss before walking out of the door.

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It was a few hours later when I finished my book and decided it was probably best for me to get some sleep, seen as it was nearing to one in the morning.

As I was about to switch the light off I heard commotion downstairs, so I slowly made my way over to my halfway open door.

“Will you shut up! Pia’s upstairs and she doesn’t need this shit on her mind” As I hear them words being whisper shouted, I make my way down the stairs, crossing my arms over my chest as I see the guys heads slowly turn “Shit” I hear Ali whisper, slowly moving his face to look at me rather than the floor. Ryan looks away from me to Chaz and Austin beside him.

“Are you going to tell me or shall I get in the car and go find out what’s going on myself?” I ask, putting my converse on as quickly as I can, in other words…not quick at all. By the time I stand up, Ryan is already opening the front door “Come on, I’ll take you to him” At those words, my stomach drops.

Ryan, Chaz and I were in one car, being followed soon after by Ali and Austin in the other car. With my hands nervously twisting the rings on my finger, I look at Ryan concentrating on the road. He was biting his cheek, his eyebrows furrowed in to a frown “Ry?” His face slowly softens as he hears me softly say his name. His face doesn’t turn from the road, but one hand does take mine in a comforting way, squeezing it gently before he rests them both on my lap “Justin’s been acting weird these couple days, you know that. So he went out with us lot to let off some steam, and disappeared” “Disappeared? What the fuck do you mean disappeared?” I asked “Don’t worry, I know where he is. It’s the same every year, just calm down” I close my eyes as my head lay back to the head rest, silently praying that this was all a nightmare. But when I opened my eyes, I realised it wasn’t. It wasn’t a nightmare…it was just my life.

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When the car finally slowed to a halt, I didn’t hesitate to get out of the car.

As I run over to the abandoned house, I’m quickly stopped by Ryan shouting my name. I turn around and see him standing by the car “Be careful ok?” I frown at his words, turning around and walking along the once pebbled pathway, overgrown grass either side of it.

Be careful? Of what exactly?

But my questions were quickly answered as I opened the door and heard Justin’s angry scream echo throughout the house. I slowly walked in, my shoes crunching on glass with each step I took.

As I looked around, certain things triggered as to what Justin was doing here, and whose house it was.

It wasn’t empty like I thought it would be, although it looked like nobody had lived here in years from the outside, you could sense that once, however many years ago. A family had lived here.