Nothing Like Us (On Hold)

SEQUEL TO HIS EYES! (Read to find out what its about!) If you didn't read all of his eyes, you wouldn't understand. It says what it's about in the book! :)


8. Chapter 8

After our romantic date, Justin and I went back to the cabin and had a shower together. Today we were leaving for home and I was excited to get out of the cold, but kinda sad to leave the beautiful sights. I hopped in the car and suggled next to Justin.

"When we get back on our side, we have dinner with my father and siblings. The dinner is at 7 so we should have a couple of hours before we drive over there."


"Okay. Wait what? i thought they moved to New York?" he asked confused as he pulled me closer to him.

"No. They decided to stay since I stayed."

"Oh Okay."




After hanging out at the mall, Justin and I had made our way to my dad's house. I took a deep breath as I knocked on the door, but quickly pulled my hand back. Justin squeezed my hand encouraging me as I knocked again. The red door almost swung open immediately and there was my dad. It was obvious he hadn't shaved in a while due to his stubble. 

'Oh. Hey, Naomi Justin. You see, this is not a great time. I am a.....-"

"Andrew Honey? Who's at the door? Is it the pizza already?" a unfamiliar woman voice rang throughout from the bedroom.

"I'm busy. See you later kid." He spat in my face. He was about to slam the door before Justin placed his foot in the door. I pushed passed my dad and into the house, Justin close behind.

"What the hell? Who is this slut?" I yelled as the woman raised her eyebrows at me. 

"Oh no you didn't you little bit-..."

"Hey! Stop arguing. Naomi calm down and stay cool." Justin said holding me by the waist. I took a deep breath and straightened my purple, flowing cocktail dress. 

"Where's Nat and Jacob?" Justin asked looking around. 

"Oh they are at a friend's house why?" Dad asked raising his eyebrows.

"I, we have something to tell them." I said as I suddenly became interested in Justin's hands. 

'Yeah." Justin added. Confusion ran across my dad's face as he creased his eyebrows. 

"Well, I-I I'm kinda-......" I started.

"Cut the shit and spit it out Naomi!" He yelled making me flinch. 

"We're getting married!" I said as I intertwined my fingers with Justin's. 

"And she's 6 weeks pregnant." Justin finished wrapping his arms around my waist. If looks could kill, I would be dead from my dad's glare. 



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