Chapter 29: Can We Talk?

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~Kennadie's POV~

I have a lot to think about. I have so many questions runing through my mind.

What if Justin is planning something for my birthday?

But then...

Who was this girl?  

Why can't she tell me anything?

I can't stand this feeling. I need to talk to him but I am so upset. Things would not turn out good. For him at least.

You see, I have really bad anger problems. I say what's on my mind and I don't care who's around and who's not. Things escalate pretty quickly and sometimes I have no control over it. Most of the time I blackout and don't remember half of what I said.

I need a break.

I walked downstairs to the living room and sat on the couch. I don't know where everyone is and I really don't care at the moment.

I heard the doorbell ring. I am not expecting anybody...

I got up and walked to the door to see him. As soon as I saw him I tried to close the door but he stopped it.

"Kennadie, we need to talk." He said as he held the door.

"I don't want to talk to you right now, so no we don't." I said and tried closing the door again.

"I'm not leaving til we talk." He said sternly. Not going to lie, that was hot. Wait, what am I thinking. I'm mad at him.

"Your'e just going to make things worse Jay. I am very angry already and don't want anything else happening." I said.

"Then let me in so we can talk and then I will leave you alone and not talk to you if that's what you want." He said looking down at the ground.

"See, I don't want that. I want you. I don't want you to leave me alone. Ugh, whatever. Come in and go sit in the living room." I said opening the door.

He took no time walking in and going to the living room. I let out a little chuckle and closed the door and locked it.

"What do you have to say? You have 2 minutes." I asked him leaning on the door frame. He stood up and walked towards me.

"In this short amount of time that we have been together, I feel myself falling harder and harder for you everyday. You are beautiful both inside and out. You have flaws but to me they are perfect. Asking you to be my girlfriend was one of the best things I could have ever done. I know we just graduated high school and I'm leaving in a couple weeks but I don't see myself without you. When you're mad, you're really hot. When you're sad and crying, you're still beautiful. When you're just sitting there watching tv or staring out the window, you're stunning." He said as a tear fell down his face. "I know you're mad at me for that phone call. It's not what you think it is. Seriously. Just wait a few more days and you will find out. I wouldn't do anything to you like that. I would never cheat on you." I wiped the tear on his face.

I didn't know what to say. I looked down at the ground. I felt him lift up my chin with his finger.

"Please say something." He pleaded.

I couldn't say anything. as much as I tired. I opened my mouth but nothing came out. So, I threw my hands around his neck and hugged him with everything I had in me. I felt his arms tighen around my waist as he buried his head into my neck.

"Do you forgive me?" He asked.

I nodded.

I pulled away from the hug and looked up at him. I stood on my toes and kissed him. He kissed me with passion. I felt the fireworks and butterflies.

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