Love That Last: Book II

~ sequal to Best Friends Sister ~

The last time we heard from Tiffany, she was starting to live any teenager dream.

The last time we heard from Justin, he was back home in Stratford. Doing what any normal teenager does.

In this time Tiffany have forgotten about Justin and have moved on. But Justin never forgot and never moved on.

But it really hurts when you see on magazin covers, internet and TV the love of your life with another guy.

But do you know the saying: “When you love someone, set them free. If they come back to you, you were ment to be. If no, than it was never ment to be.”?

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22. Break up Call

Tiffany's pov

 

 

Looking myself in the car's mirror the shoffer opend the backseat door (since it was a limusin) and I got out. Almost getting blinded by the flashing camers; my fan screems slightly louder than the paparazzi.

 

''Tiffany did you break up with Cody?''

 

''Is it true you're cheeting on him with another guy?''

 

''Where's your boyfriend?''

 

''Is it true that you're pregnant?''

 

At the last question I wanted to laugh in that guys face, but I proceeded to walk to the door; stopping here and there to take pictures with my fans or signed them something. When I made it inside -safely- I straigned any rinkles that migth be on my clothes 

 

''Ah, Miss Butler.'' A voice suddenly spoked up, causing me to look at the person. ''I'm Chloe.'' I shook her hand and than she turned around. ''Come with me, I'll show you to your interview.'' Following right behind her, we walked down like three different coradors before she stopped infront of big, black door that read ROOM 215 in big, red, bold letters.

 

''You surely will find your way out?'' She asked, but it sounded more as a staitment. Staitment that she was sure about, but than again she wasn't wrong. I remember thing easy so it won't be problem finding the exit.

 

Nodding a thank you to her, I pushed the door open and walked in. The first thing I noticed was a guy behind the sound board and big, bullet proof window. Behind that window the ''DJ's'' of Power 106 sat.

 

''Hi, you must be Tiffany.'' The guy spoked at the same I took a seat on the little, blood red sofa. ''I'm Mark. By the way my niece loves you.'' He laughed, quicly stealing a glace in my direction.

 

''Yeah, I am. And how old is she?'' Dicaiting to make a small talk with this guy, I leaned forword and rested my elbows on my knees.

 

''She's seven, in little over a month, she'll be eight.''

 

''Aw.'' I cooded. ''She must be an angel.''

 

''Yeah, angel with devils horns.'' Mark scoffed, and than it cliked that he's not older than thrity.

 

''Um, if you don't mide me asking - how old are you?'' I raised an eyebrow. Looking from him to the four people behind the glass and than back at him.

 

''Oh, I'm twenty-one. I'm new here.'' He noted and pushed few of the controls up.

 

''That's cool.'' I notted and after that we fell in silence. Needer of us speeking, only the hosts. Ten minutes went around and it was my time to head in and have my interview.

 

''And we're back with the one and only Tiffany Butler.'' Spiked spoked and looked at me. ''So how are you?''

 

''I'm great, a little sad that I needed to leave home early, but I'm feeling great.''

 

Sharon, another DJ at this radio station, nodded and this time she was the one who asked me. ''So, I know it's kinda early to ask, but I do believe that everyone is dieing to know answer to this.'' She paused, I'm guessing for dramatic effect. Honestly I don't see a reason why would she need that, but oh well. ''Where do you stand with Cody?''

 

''Pardon?''

 

''I mean there have been so many rumours that you've cheated on him.''

 

Sucking in a deep breath, I spoked up ''defending'' this whole situation. ''First off, rumours are just rumours. 99% of the time they're not even real nor true. And the only reason why they even exist is because paparazzi, but mostly media sites need stuff to write.

 

And second off, I undrerstand and know that our lifes aren't any secrets that can be protected, but people should understand that what we do is what we think is the best and maybe when we do something that might seem bad... Just remember that you have probably done that too.''

 

I know that I didn't give them the answer they wanted and I could see that one their faces. Plus by the looks of them, I knew that they weren't pleased. Not at all. ''A lot of parents don't find you as good role-model.''

 

 

----

 

 

''I heard what you said on the radio.'' Cody said as he sat in the seat, opposite of me. 

 

''Uh, thanks.'' I replayed looking down at my coffee. ''Look, I- we need to talk.''

 

''Tiffany, babe, I know you didn't cheat on me and I totally agree with everything you said on Power 106.''

 

''No. It's not that.'' I finally looked up at him. His brown eyes having that shine that seemed to be there always. But no matter what, it wasn't that shine which Justin head. ''I don't know where to start, so I'll gonna start with an apolagi - I'm sorry. I know that you're great guy and everything, and I'm sorry.''

 

''What are you talking about?''

 

''Those rumours... about cheating... they weren't exatly fals.'' I looked down at the tabel, again. ''We throwe a little party and... I'm sorry. It's just that I-''

 

''-have feelings for Justin.'' He finished for me. ''Yeah, I know. I mean I've noticed. But don't worry. Now we're quit, I mean I did it to you.'' He laughed to eas the tention that have formed between the both of us. ''I hope we can stay friends.''

 

''Yeah, I'd like that.'' I smiled at the idea. ''You could meet Justin. He's really great guy. But first I need to make everything right with him and get him back, because I was the one to end everything we hadin the first place.''

 

Putting his hand on mine, he smiled. ''Don't worry. You'll get him back.''

 

''Thanks.'' We stood up, hugged each other and after we let go Cody offered one last smile to me and walked away. I mouthed thank you once again, and like that he was gone. All I knew was that my plan will go all right or it'll fail somewhere alonge the way. But I just like to think that it's all good between me and Cody.

 

No heard feeling, what's so ever.

 

 

Ryan's pov

 

 

Getting up from my seat on my bed, I walked over to my desk, where my phone was ringing. Picking it up I pressed answer and brouthed it to my ear. ''Hello?''

 

''Hey.'' My sisters voice chirped over the line. ''So you'll help me?''

 

''I said - I will be there for you. Of course I'm gonna help you.'' I said and broughted my other -free- hand to my hair. ''What ya need?''

 

''I will need you to give Justin a little flashdrive with a video on it in two days.''

 

''Can I know what'll be on it?''

 

''I'll tell you tomorrow. Don't worry.'' She paused. ''Thanks Ry. I don't know what I would do without you.''

 

''That's why I am.'' I smiled and after we said our bye's the line went dead. ''I guess it's true. Heart wants what hearts wants.''

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