Sophie and Justin have never got along with each other. They absolutely detest one another, so when their moms decides to get them to spend the summer together, they do all they need in their power to make up excuses to avoid the other. But will this change when they start to grow feelings for the other part?


13. Chapter 13


It's been one day since I was at the hospital. Only one day. I haven't heard a thing from my mom. Instead I've been locking myself in, in the guest room. I had closed all the curtains that only a small light from the window shone through. I've been laying in my bed all day, not doing anything. I had no strength to do anything. And to the amount of crying that had taken place, I looked and felt like a wreck. I have no idea to why I have been crying, maybe that I wasn't used to live without my mom. I was used to live without dad, but at least I had one parent to take care of me, and that was mum. To live without them even a day could be terrifying. I mean, I could get lost in this big city and find a guy who would rape me, but still no one would care to come and look after me. Maybe Pattie though. Pattie is the sweetest woman of all time, and even though that she's not my mother, I think I love her more than my mother. Not that I'm rude or anything. But to get to the point of this: I cannot survive without my parents.

I was staring at the black screen of my phone. I had turned it of, not wanting anyone to call me and interrupt me from being depressed. Pattie had let me be alone, after all the begging I have done. She wanted to take me out shopping to clear my mind of of things, but I had told her that I shouldn't come because me and shopping doesn't fit. I'm not that kind of person that goes out and buys clothes whenever I feel down or something, instead I lock myself in and tries to avoid as many humans as possibly. 

I was still staring at my screen, but I had grown so tired of it. I needed to do something because I can't just lay in my bed doing nothing. Therefore I chose to turn on the phone. As fast as I turned it on, my phone was going of like crazy. Oh uh. There were texts from Mark, from my friend at home and then it was a text from a number I didn't recognize. There were also a lot of missed calls, but that didn't pay me attention. What payed me attention was this text from that number. 


'Hi, Justin here. Mom told me you had locked yourself in. Just wanted to check that you were alright. Xx :)'

Why on earth would he text me? And most of all, how did he get my number? I don't get it. I didn't care to answer him, so  I just went to my other messages and answered them. Amy had heard about what had happened so instead of texting her, I called her. I explained what had happened with my mom and she comforted me. It would have felt better to have someone here, instead of calling, but this is the closest to comfort I come because I've locked myself in. And for your information, I'm not planning to get out either, maybe if I starve I need to get out, but not more than that. As I ended the call with her, I went to text math. I just texted him that I was fine, when I really wasn't. As I stopped texting with him, I saw that I got another text, from the same number as the one that 'Justin' had send me.


'Okay, yes I'm Justin. Are you okay? You've been locked in for a while. Do you want me to come by with some food? How about Mc'donalds? Xx'

I needed to text him and tell him that he didn't need to do that. It's maybe even not him texting, but you never now.


'No need to do that. No, I'm not fine! Mom is in hospital!' 

I texted hm back. Maybe that was a little harsh, but never mind, I have all the rights to be angry, he was the one that made her lie there for more days than needed. 


'Okay, but I'm coming by. Xx'  

He texted back. Okay, if he wants to see his mom, I won't be in his way. I'll be right here, on this bed, sleeping. 



*Knock, knock* 

"Sophie, are you in there?" A female voice spoke. It sounded like Pattie. I sat myself up on the bed and saw that it was at the end of the day. I must have fallen asleep this afternoon.

"Yes." I quietly spoke.

"Sweetie, won't you open the door? Aren't you hungry?" She asked. I haven't really been thinking about how hungry I was but when she mentioned it, I could feel my stomach rumbling.

"A little." I said. I went up from the bed in the darken room and saw some light through the door spring. I walked to the door, taking the knob in my hand, opening he door. In front of me stood a small woman, of course Pattie. She held a spacer in her hands, which had some food on it.

"In case you were hungry." She said. I nodded and made myself out of the door, so she could come in. "It's so dark in here." She mumbled as she sat the spacer down at the bed. She lit a lamp so it got some light in the room, blinding my eyes because of the light. 

"How are you?" She asked as I got to sit down on the bed, with her at the end of the bed.

"I don't know." I answered. She looked at me with sympathy and continued to talk.

"She will be fine." 

"I hope so. I can't survive without my parents. I don't want God to take my mom already."

"He won't do that. She is a strong woman, believe me." She said.

"What do you mean?" I asked confused.

"This is not the first time this has happened." 

"It's not?" I asked. She looked at me, having a look that told me that she just said something she shouldn't have.

"No..It's..Um- Nothing."

"No, I want to know." I said.

"Okay. Let's just say that your birth didn't work as usual." I looked taken aback. No one had ever mentioned my birth. And if they would have mentioned it, they had just told me that it went by smooth and quickly.

"What?" I managed to say.

"Your mom had issues with her heart at your birth. Her heart stopped beating, which also caused that you didn't come out. They had to take you out by caesarean section. Hasn't Kathy told you that?" She said.

"No, never." I started to eat on the food she had been bringing to me.

"Well, she made it." Pattie said. I forced a smile onto my lips, knowing that my mom is a strong woman. But I still don't understand why she shouldn't have told me.

"Yeah." I said.

"It's someone that's sitting in the living room and is waiting for you by the way." She said. I looked up at her confused.


"Justin." She said and smiled. "I'm gonna go out tonight so I will leave you two alone." 


"Yeah. I need to go now." She said and raised herself from the bed. "See you tomorrow."


"Bye!" She yelled on her way down the stairs. I chose to eat my food and later go down. I didn't even know if she was serious about what she was saying, and I even don't think she told the truth. I grabbed the spacer and went down the stairs towards the kitchen. As I was going down, I saw a head stick up from the back of the couch. Maybe he spoke the truth anyways. I put the spacer on a table nearby and went to see if it rally was Justin. As I got there, he looked up from his phone and stared into my eyes.

"You're out." He said and smiled.


"Of the room."

"Yeah, I was just going to get the dishes to the kitchen." He raised from his seat and came towards me.

"I'm glad you're out." He kissed my cheek and went in for a hug. I didn't hug back, feeling the awkwardness in this.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked as he stopped hugging me,


"You're just acting so weird." I said.

"Like how?"

"Either you care or you're just playing with me." He stared at my eyes when I said that and I don't like to look people in their eyes for that long so I broke the gaze.

"Why would I play with you?" He asked me.

"You know why. You hate me."

"Haven't you listened to anything I've told you? Remember that I said that I was in love with you?"

"That was fake."

"That was not fake!" He yelled as he walked out of the room, pissed. I saw him making his way to the kitchen as I sat myself on the couch. After a while he came back and sat himself beside me, too much for my liking. I looked at him and saw that his jaw was tensed. I got scared, because the angry Justin is really frightening, so I tried to move away from him. But before I could move, he grabbed my thighs, making me stay at the spot. I tried to move, but he took my cheeks in his hands, making me look at him. I couldn't think before his lips collided with mine. He kissed for a few moments before he broke apart, probably understanding that I wouldn't respond to it. 

"What the hell was that?!" I raised myself from the couch, so ready to punch him until he raised himself too. "Answer me!"

"What?" I just stared at him, so pissed of.

"What du you mean with 'what'?" I asked.

"Why are you angry at me so suddenly?"

"Suddenly?! Don't you realize that I've always hated you?!"

"It was worth a try.." He turned around to walk out of the door. "But don't tell mom that you try to fix things between us because you're as much of a baby that I am." I walked up to him, grabbing his arm.

"And who the hell kisses someone when you know that the best you can be is friends?!" 

"I'm sorry-"

"You're not f*cking sorry! Why on earth would you do that?!"

"I just, I don't know. I thought you maybe liked me." He looked down.

"Are you blind? Haven't I told you that I hate you?" I asked.

"Well yeah."

"Then you didn't have any right to kiss me!"

"It's even not a big deal. If you didn't want that to happen, we can pretend that it didn't happen."

"Good." I said. "Why on earth do you even like me?" I asked, my voice a little bit calmer now. I looked at him, craving for an answer.

"Because you are you. The first time I met you I thought that you were really cute and after a few years I started to like you more and more. The way that you don't need make-up to look pretty and how your hair falls so naturally-"

"Okay, okay. I get it." I continued to stare at him and tried to find something to say. "Why haven't you told me earlier?" 

"I know you hate me. That's why." 

"Okay, I don't know what to say anymore, so if you want to go, then go." I said, and made my way to the living room again. I sat down and turned on the TV.

"Aren't you going to be alone then?" I heard a voice speak up. I looked up to see Justin standing at the end of the couch, with his jacket in around his arm.

"Well, yeah."

"Then I can't go." He said.


"Because I can't leave you alone." 

"Of course you can."

"No." He seated himself again as I rolled my eyes. After a few minutes of silence he spoke again. "Would you like to go out and eat?" He asked.

"No, I prefer staying here."

"Come on, please." I just stared at him with a 'you-should-stop-talking' look. "It will be fun." 

Before I knew it, we were out of the house to the nearest restaurant. Justin was driving which made me think of that I want a license really fast. As we got to the place, Justin tried to grab my hand but I pushed it away, making him laugh. When we got inside, I saw that there were no one here, probably because it was like 10 pm. But what caught my eye was all the roses that were spread around the restaurant and the lit candles. There were no other lamps lit more than the candles, giving the room a comfy atmosphere. I just stared at everything, trying to take it all in. It was so beautiful and so romantic. But what, romantic? Justin is behind this, I know it.

"Do you like it?" Justin interrupted my thoughts.

"It's beautiful. Who did this and why?" I asked.

"I did this because I wanted you to go on a date with me." I stared at him wide-eyed. "Just kidding, I thought it would be nice having it like this."

"Okay." I said.

"Shall we take our seats?" He asked.

"Eh, yes."



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