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Okay, so I looked up flight times, and there were to different times. One site said from LA to Jamaica it takes a little over 8 hours, and the other said it takes a little over 5 hours, so I'm gonna play it safe and say it takes them 8 hours. Also, Kendall cheated in Y/n with Ben, and while I hate Justin Beaver, I do like the request, hope you like it, enjoy!
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The pings coming from her phone were ignored, knowing they were just about her recent tweet. While the pings along with her phone vibrating were text messages, which she ignored too. Even though it's been a month since the break-up, she doesn't want to talk to any of her friends. She didn't want to be asked what happened or if she was sure Kendall actually cheated. But when there's a video and then a week later the two are together, there's little to be said or even prove that Kendall did cheat.
Y/n let out a sigh and ignored all the messages except one. Y/n texted him back and letting him know to come over. She looked at her living room, spotting the empty delivery food boxes and knew she should clean a bit before taking a shower. Luckily, it doesn't take her long and soon she's sitting on her bed, with her laptop on her lap, waiting for Justin to arrive. And Y/n knows when Justin says he'll be right over, he means an hour from now, which she hates, but right now, she just wants her brother like friend to be there.
And an hour later, when she's cuddled up in bed, about to take a nap, her phone dings with a notification, which she almost ignores, but when she looks, she spots Justin at her front gate and lets him in. She goes to unlock the front door for him, knowing that he probably brought something with him. Like he always does, but she doesn't mind.
Of course, he walks right in, yelling that he was there. She walks towards him from the kitchen, giving him a small smile as she hugs him tightly. "Hey babe, how are you?" Y/n shrugged, grabbing the two bags from his hands and taking them to the kitchen.
"I'm okay, I guess." She gives him a small smile, but he sees right through it, rising his eyebrow and causing her to frown. "I feel like shit, better?" She questions before getting the food out of the bag.
"I should kick that bitches ass. Or have Hailey do it."
"Jay, no. Just leave it, please?" She pleads, but he doesn't say anything. Instead, he gets out some plates while Y/n gets the cups out.
They sit at the table and eat the Italian food Justin brought, eating mostly in silence as they watch the tv from the kitchen.
"I have a question." Y/n hums, looking up at him. "What's with the tweet you sent out. Hailey was excited you finally said something, well, tweeted something."
