Changed: Sequal to "More Than Friends"

It's been almost a year since (Y/N) left town. Justin has been doing what she told him in the note. He hasn't gone out much and hardly talks to anyone. But when he gets a job at the local Kroger and sees (Y/N) his hopes rise to an all time high. After a small talk they have, he knows things are different between them. (Y/N) now has another boyfriend named, Troye. (looks like youtuber, Troye Sivan) Justin is heart broken because its like (Y/N) forgot the note, the necklace, their love. Will Justin make (Y/N) the person she was before, and will his love for her be enough?


21. Commited

(Y/N's P.O.V.)


Justin turned on this dirt rode with trees surrounding each side. I came to find out that this was not a dirt road, but a driveway. At the end of the driveway there was a normal sized, two-story house. I couldn't see, because it was dark, but it seemed dark blue with a white wrap around porch and white window frames. There was a porch swing. 

The front door was white with a very beautiful pattern in the glass. The yard was very big, a swing-set in the front.
Justin undid his buckle and told me, "Get out."
I undid my buckle and opened the door. Justin was waiting for me in front of the car. I walked up to him and put my arms around him as we walked. It was a cool night. As we walked up the stairs to the front door Justin pulled out a key from his pocket and unlocked the door. We walked in and Justin turned on a light.
The stairs were in front of the door with a hallway leading into a large room. The floors were dark brown and wood.
Two huge doors were on the left of us. I let go of Justin and went to the doors. I looked at Justin for an "okay" and he nodded. I opened the doors and inside was a huge desk with a Mac, a notepad, a pen holder, a lamp, and a picture frame. Behind the desk was a black chair with arm rests. The walls were a maroon color, a window looking out into the front yard. There was a rug the covered almost the entire floor. I turned on the light-switch and walked in. I turned around once I got to the desk. On either sides of the door there were book cases full of books.
I walked out of the room and headed down the hall. I found that light-switch and turned on the light. I saw the kitchen. Light, almost white, yellow walls. A stainless steal refrigerator, sink, microwave, stove, and toaster. White marble counters that came around into a bar. In the middle, an island with a built in cutting board. White cabinets. Above the sink was a window looking out to the back. The floors were large white and black tiles checkered around.
I looked to the right and saw a white wooden dining table with six chairs. Between the bar and the dining table there was a sliding door that went to the backyard.
I started walking to an open door to the right. As I walked in I turned on the light and saw sky blue walls, a huge leather white wrap around couch. Above the couch was a long window. In front of the couch was a glass rectangular coffee table. To the right there was a 52inch TV hanging on the wall. Underneath the TV there was a small table that had a cable box, a Wii, a Blue Ray player, a wifi box, and movies. The floor was white shaggy carpet.
I turned around and saw Justin standing there smiling. I asked him, "Justin, who's house is this?"
He took a deep breath, "last summer after you left, and after I got fired, I got a job at making houses look like new. My manager said to me that no one would ever buy this house because of the price. So we made a deal. If I could finish making this house look like new with in a year with a limited amount of help. I could have it for free."
"Why would make a house like this? Who would live here?"
"I made it look like new so when you came back, you would have a house. Then you could start your family here."
"You did this for me?"
"Yeah, I wanted you to have a nice home to come back to. It's just, when you did it wasn't finished yet."
"What about the upstairs?"
He took my hand, "come here."
We started going upstairs. He showed me to the room in the front right.
"This room only has the walls painted blue and nothing in it because no one is living in this room yet."
He brought me across the hall.
"This room is painted light purple because, well, no one lives in here yet."
He brought me out of the room and into the one next to it.
"This is for a teenager, as you can tell by the queen sized bed. And the TV."
"Where is the master-bedroom?" I asked.
He smirked, "it's over here. He brought me into the room over the garage. This room was huge. A king size bed in the middle. White walls. Black furniture. A 42inch TV. The same wood as in the study all upstairs. A tall lamp in the corner. All on top of the dresser under the TV, pictures of my friends and I, Justin and I, and empty frames.
I looked at Justin teary eyed and said softly, "I can't take this."
"But you have to, it's for you'" he said pleading.
"No, Justin. You worked your ass of on this house. It has to be yours."
He smiled really wide, "Why can't it be ours?"
I took a deep breath.
Justin knelt down on one knee and pulled out a small box.

QOTD: who would fangirl if I responded to their comment? Just curious.

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