Even though anda try, it’s obvious that anda don’t suceed. The tears run down your already tear-stained cheeks as anda clutch the covers even tighter to your body. anda inwardly yelled at yourself - ashamed that you’re still crying. anda don’t want to be, but anda just can’t help it. Sniffling, anda bury your face into the bantal and this movement causes Justin’s familiar cologne to fill your nosestrils. anda look over at his side of the tempat tidur and although anda know what’s waiting - your jantung still sinks when anda notice it’s empty.
anda and Justin had a huge fight and when anda look back now, anda realize that it is just another stupid reason for the argument. anda can barely remember what started the argument and that bothers you. If there isn’t even a good reason for having such a big fight, then is it really worth losing your relationship over? No. And anda just can’t lose Justin. anda cinta him. anda need him. Realizing this and just how important it is, anda peel the covers off your body and shakily stand up from the bed.
“Justin?” anda call out silently as anda reach the bottom step of the stairs. Looking around the corner, anda notice Justin sitting on the the dipan, sofa with his head in his hands. If you’re honest; this is unusual for you. Normally, Justin was the one to apologize. No matter who started it, he would be the first one to say sorry. This time though; anda want to be the first one. anda want to say sorry because anda need to fix everything. anda need to be with Justin; anda can’t lose him.
“Justin?” The sound of your voice brings him out of his state and he slowly looks up. “C-can we talk?” anda croak out and silently pray that he’ll say yes. He nods and anda let out a sigh of your relief while walking towards him. Sitting down, anda begin to twiddle your thumbs. Tons of feelings rush through your body and anda sniffle again, wiping away a tear. This makes Justin look up and his face softens when he sees you. He opens his mouth so say something, but anda cut him off oleh raising your hand slightly.
“Justin… I want to apologize for once.” anda begin and clear your throat. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry for bitching about everything and for everything I berkata during the heat of the moment. I didn’t mean it. I just… Your lifestyle is hard for me sometimes, but I wouldn’t change it for the world. I cinta anda and I’m so proud of you. It’s just hard sometimes. With all the rumors and the distance and everything. And… I’m just sorry.”
Before anda can continue atau do anything else, he wraps anda up into his arms. Rocking back and forth in his embrace, he strokes your hair softly. anda rest your head in the crook of his neck and concentrate on evening out your breathing. “Do anda know how weird it is to hear anda apologize first?” Justin croaks out a laugh, shaking his head. anda feel his tousled hair tickle your neck and anda smile to yourself at his attempt to lighten the mood.
“I wanted to be the first for once. I want anda to know that our relationship means just as much to me as to you.” anda smile gently, knotting your fingers in his hair.
He moans quietly at this and places a chaste ciuman on your collarbone. “I know that, [Y/N]. I’m sorry, too. For everything. It just frustrates me how you’re not happy with me because I’m selfish and I just can’t let anda go so anda can be happy with someone else. I can’t beruang the thought of anda with another guy.”
“But I am happy with you, Justin! That’s the thing; I don’t want to be with anyone else. I cinta you. I’m happy with you, I really am.” You’re quick to argue, wanting to get your point across.
“I cinta you, too, [Y/N].”
anda and Justin had a huge fight and when anda look back now, anda realize that it is just another stupid reason for the argument. anda can barely remember what started the argument and that bothers you. If there isn’t even a good reason for having such a big fight, then is it really worth losing your relationship over? No. And anda just can’t lose Justin. anda cinta him. anda need him. Realizing this and just how important it is, anda peel the covers off your body and shakily stand up from the bed.
“Justin?” anda call out silently as anda reach the bottom step of the stairs. Looking around the corner, anda notice Justin sitting on the the dipan, sofa with his head in his hands. If you’re honest; this is unusual for you. Normally, Justin was the one to apologize. No matter who started it, he would be the first one to say sorry. This time though; anda want to be the first one. anda want to say sorry because anda need to fix everything. anda need to be with Justin; anda can’t lose him.
“Justin?” The sound of your voice brings him out of his state and he slowly looks up. “C-can we talk?” anda croak out and silently pray that he’ll say yes. He nods and anda let out a sigh of your relief while walking towards him. Sitting down, anda begin to twiddle your thumbs. Tons of feelings rush through your body and anda sniffle again, wiping away a tear. This makes Justin look up and his face softens when he sees you. He opens his mouth so say something, but anda cut him off oleh raising your hand slightly.
“Justin… I want to apologize for once.” anda begin and clear your throat. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry for bitching about everything and for everything I berkata during the heat of the moment. I didn’t mean it. I just… Your lifestyle is hard for me sometimes, but I wouldn’t change it for the world. I cinta anda and I’m so proud of you. It’s just hard sometimes. With all the rumors and the distance and everything. And… I’m just sorry.”
Before anda can continue atau do anything else, he wraps anda up into his arms. Rocking back and forth in his embrace, he strokes your hair softly. anda rest your head in the crook of his neck and concentrate on evening out your breathing. “Do anda know how weird it is to hear anda apologize first?” Justin croaks out a laugh, shaking his head. anda feel his tousled hair tickle your neck and anda smile to yourself at his attempt to lighten the mood.
“I wanted to be the first for once. I want anda to know that our relationship means just as much to me as to you.” anda smile gently, knotting your fingers in his hair.
He moans quietly at this and places a chaste ciuman on your collarbone. “I know that, [Y/N]. I’m sorry, too. For everything. It just frustrates me how you’re not happy with me because I’m selfish and I just can’t let anda go so anda can be happy with someone else. I can’t beruang the thought of anda with another guy.”
“But I am happy with you, Justin! That’s the thing; I don’t want to be with anyone else. I cinta you. I’m happy with you, I really am.” You’re quick to argue, wanting to get your point across.
“I cinta you, too, [Y/N].”
