Head over Heels 3| j.b

bienvenido a México.

Derek and I got off the plane making our way out the airport to catch a taxi. My dad didn't know exactly where Justin was as so he says. It was going to be harder finding him than I imagined. Mexico was huge, and it might have been a little unpredictable to find him. We both started asking around showing pictures of him to see if anyone recognized him, and there was nothing. It was night, of course he wouldn't be out this late, I got us a hotel room, so that Derek could rest. I looked at my phone and saw my dad was calling, I hit decline and sat my phone down on the dresser. I couldn't sleep, knowing Justin was here somewhere, but I was gonna find him. I laid next to Derek snuggling up to him closing my eyes.
I quickly sat up in bed realizing it was daylight. I rubbed my eyes noticing Derek wasn't in bed. It was eight thirty in the morning. I got up and went into the bathroom seeing him sitting by the toilet.

"Feeling nauseous again?" I asked.

"Yeah. I'm okay though, the floor is cold, I'm feeling better."

"Did you take your meds?"

"Yeah. Want to get something to eat? I need to get cleaned up first."

"Yeah. And me too, we should shower together." I said smirking, he chuckled rolling his eyes getting off the floor starting the shower. We both got undressed and got inside. He wraps his arms around me resting his chin on my shoulder.

"We'll find him." He whispered.

"How? It's impossible. He could be anywhere. I don't want to go in circles." I said, he kisses my head and holds me tighter. Minutes later we got out of the shower getting ready for the day. I checked my phone and seen missed calls from my dad along with a message of an address. I quickly put my hair up and ate breakfast. We caught a taxi giving him our destination. We pulled up at a nice looking house, I paid the driver and we got out.

"Holy shit, this is nice. Are you nervous? Because I am." He asks.

"Hella nervous." I said grabbing his hand, walking up the driveway. I rang the doorbell a couple of times with my heart pounding like crazy. After a few times of ringing the doorbell there was nothing. "Maybe he's not here. You think we came to the wrong address?"

"No, this is it. Maybe he's gone." He replied, I groaned rolling my eyes beginning to walk off.

"Can I help you?" I heard Justin say. I stopped walking, slowly turning around and saw him standing at the door. "Adrian? Derek?" He asks curiously. I began crying falling to my knees. He stepped out and helped me up to my feet hugging me tightly. "I'm so happy to see you." He says pulling away hugging Derek too. "Come in, please." He added inviting us inside. I stopped crying going inside with Derek. "Can I get you anything? Water, soda?"

"I'm okay, do you want anything?" Derek asks.

"No, I'm fine. Thanks."

"Bro, you look different." Derek laughs hugging him.

"And you still look the same, you both do. How did you find me? How is everything?" Justin asks sitting down.

"Well Adrian was selling the house and once we were moving, she found your letter. I'm guessing you hid hers so she could find it while Dan gave the rest of us ours at the funeral-"

"There was a funeral?"

"Yeah, it's a long story. She found your wallet and your phone, noticing money out of your account. She just had a hunch you were alive. I thought she was crazy but, Dan came over. They kinda argued and the truth finally came out. Justin we were all devastated." He tells him.