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.”?


11. Everyone Deserves Second Chance

Tiffany's pov



''You sure about that?'' Taylor asked as she looked at me from across the tabel. Last night after I got back to the hotel suit, everyone (Ryan and Taylor) asked me where I was and all thast shit. Of course being me I didn't say or they would've freak out.


So once I was in my room I sat down thinking and came to torms that I could sit down and normaly talk with him. Nothing bad in that, right? Anyways back to this moment - This morning I woke up and first thing I did was - I went Taylor's room and told her everything that happened last night, where I was and what I came up with.


And now, while we're eating, she's trying to change my mind. She thinks that what I've came up with is bad idea. Okey maybe it is, but at least I can try. And who doesn't try, doesn't win.


''I'm sure.'' I nodded and with that she shut up. Thank you God, but maybe saying thank you was too quick because the nest thing I know is my brother walking in and opening his big mouth.


''Sure about what?'' He quiestioned as he walked in and over to the fridge.


Raking my brain for any exuse he would by I looked at his back, Taylor and than at him. But nothing seemed to came to my mind, and so I prosead to tell him the real reason. ''I'm talking with Cody today.''


He quickly truned around and looked me dead in the eyes. ''Why?''


''Um.. I.. um... everyone deservs second chance, uh right?'' I stutterd. Real smooth Tiffany, real smooth.


''You frakin' cryed over him and I can bet you that there were like 10 buckets of tears.'' He sat down at the tabel and now two pair of eyes were looking at me. I looked down at my breakfast. Ryan is probably right, but than again why am I feeling so guilty?



Ryan's pov



Is she fucking stupid? She can't do  it! How about Justin?! My plan?! Oh wait, she doesn't know anything about my plan, but still!


When I heard the suite door close I turned to Taylor who was still eating. Sensing that I was looking at her, she turned to me. ''What?''


''Why didn't you stop her?'' I asked in monotone. 


''Don't you think I tryed?'' She asked in as if that was the most obvios thing in the whole world. Well maybe to her it was. ''She said she wants to talk with him and maybe make it right and...''


''And what?''


''And if goes as she planed or something on thos lines, she'll gonna take him back.''


And with thos words I started to pace infront of her. She can't. I won't let her. ''No, no, no. This can't be happening.''


''What do you mean?''


''You know my friend Justin?'' She nodded ''Well they dated befor she went to LA, but after they ''broke up''  they both were a mess.''


''Oh man.''


''Yeah.'' I nodded ''That's why I'm freaking out here.''


''Well what can we do?''




Tiffany's pov




Have you ever been in a situation where you just want to run and hide under a rock, and life there, just like Patrick? Yeah, well that's how I'm feeling right now. At first I thought that meeting with him wouldn't be so bad, but now it's seems the worst idea I've ever had.


Oh, God. He's turning around. God, Jesus, please help me.


Turning around in his seat, he looked at me and smiled. Not knowing what else to do I smiled back and walked to the tabel he was sitting, ''Hey.'' Sitting down I tryed to stay calm and colective.


''Hi.'' He smiled, his perfect, white teeth showing. ''So uh what did you want to talk about?''


''I uh...'' Honestly I didn't know how to put out the words I was meaning on saying, but thankfully (for me) the waitress came.


''Hi. Can I take you're oder?'' She smiled looking down at us. But there was something off about her. I think I've seen her somewhere.


''Hi, um can you tell me your name?'' I asked as she traild her eyes on me.


''It's Cecelia.''


''Omg Cece.'' I squeald and jumped up from my seat. Throwing my arms around her neck, she was shocked at the start, but than hugged me back. ''What are you doing here?'' I asked as I eyed her up and down, after we pulled away.


''I'm working here. This is where I moved from New York.'' She gushed as the memories from my days in New York floted my mind. ''But better quiestions is what are you doing here?"


''Oh, I have few concerts here.'' I waved my left hand in the air as if me being here and doing what I'm doing isn't, shouldn't and wouldn't be a big deal.


''Don't tell me you're the famous Tiffany Butler!'' This time she squeald. The whole dinner now looking at us, even Cody, but I couldn't care less because this is one of my friends we're talking about. I met her on the second day in New York.


''Yes I am.'' I nod proudly and see how the owner or manager of the dinner is making his way over to us. Probably gonna tell Cece to get back to work, but the guy has another thing coming.


''Cecelia, get back to work.'' Quicly turning aroud to face the guy, she nods.


''Sir,'' I spoke up, now both of them looking at me. He didn't seem pleased, but I anyways cary on speaking. ''Can I steal Cece for half an hour?''


''Why?'' He smugly smirks; making him look like a perv. ''And who are you?''


''I'm one of the richest teen on this planet.'' I smugly answer; maching his facelexpresion. ''And if I'd like to I would by this place.''


''Fine.'' He declares through gritth teeth, but all I do is smirk in victory. When he's gone Cece turns to me, a knowing look on her face.


''You know you didn't need to do that?'' She bluntly answers. '''Cause I'm off clock in five minutes.''


''Oh.'' I awkwardly spoked. Well this is something.


''But call me.'' Cece spoked up, now really close to me. ''I, uh, saw that you two had to talk about something, so, uh call me.'' She quicly wrote her number on my palm and was gone. Sitting back down in my seat, I didn't dare look at the boy infront of me.


''So she's your friend?'' He spoked up, breaking that awkard silenc that somehow had came over us.


''Yeah.'' I nodded, finally looking at him. ''I met her when I was living in New York.'' He just nodded, not pressing on all the New York thing. ''Look Cody,'' on the mention of his name, he looked at me. ''I, um, thought about what you said yesterday.''




''Um we could probably give us another go.''



I feel so guilty for not updating sooner, but with the Christmas and me going out with friends (shoker, I know) I just didn't have time.

Probably won't be abel to wish happy New Year in next update, so here it is - Happy New Year. Next chapter probably will be in 2014. Wow

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