Songs for this chapter:
Cold
by Maroon 5
Dangerously
by Charlie Puth
Perfectly Wrong
by Shawn Mendes
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As soon as I ask him the question, his expression changes and he tilts his head to look away, his jaws clenched.
"Nothing," he says without making any visible change in his blank facial expression.
"Are you sure?" my voice musters the courage to make a remark and says. I already know that there are things you'd like to hide, you know?
"Why would you think that I'm lying?" his cold threatening tone makes me untangle my hands from his hair and take down my legs from his torso.
"I don't know, is there something you should be lying about?" I move slightly, floating farther away from him. He swallows a lump, the Adam's apple shifting on his throat, as he exhales heavily. His hot breath still reaches my face, sending shivers down my spine.
He notices my sudden movements and discomfort and says, changing the topic, "What's wrong?" with his eyebrows furrowed.
"Nothing," I repeat what he said barely a minute ago, and make the same reluctant dry expression, trying to get my point straight to him.
If he wants trust between us, then I have to make sure that I can trust him, not any bit less or more than he does me, and for that to happen, he better be able to talk about things which concern me.
Which is?
Why is there so much tenson between him and Ashley? And why did Ashley tell me those things and he won't? There's no other option open for me here to confirm whether or not what she said is true now, is there?
And it concerns you because?
I'm living with him and he told me to have faith in him. I think it's pretty obvious for me to want to know who and what kind of person I'm trusting.
You already know so many things about him
Half of which is probably his fake façade to keep his very fake identity safe and his real one hidden. I don't even know if this whole gang sh!t he's been feeding me is a lie or not. I don't even know if all of these things are just conditions of a recreational game to him or not. I mean, why else would he suddenly be interested to know me? I know that there's a part of me—okay, a huge part of me—that still believes he's the same little kid who used to be shorter than me and loved to see me annoyed mostly all of the times, the same little kid I fell for. But turns out, he was never a normal kid to begin with. He lives a bad life with all negative aspects around him and I don't know what to believe and what not to.
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Fanfiction{ONGOING} Is it still the same? I don't know. I've put in a lot of efforts to make sure it isn't, but never succeeded. Hell, even Justin and his songs couldn't work their magic. But... Why is he here? Why now? But...how? Just-how? You know how when...
