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.”?


18. ''. . . hooked up by my brother.''


Tiffany's pov


It's been around five minutes or so, since I've been facing Ryan, Chaz and Justin. No one have said a word and I'm still waiting on my answer. But none of them took the effect to answer. ''Well...?'' I asked, tapping my right foot againts the foor.

''Well what?'' Chaz asked. Is he dumb or what?

''I ask you a freakin' question. And I would like to get an answer on it.'' I was just few inches from blowing up, and consiring that we're at public place I didn't want that.

''I, uh,'' Justin spoked up, may gaze fixing on his body. ''better go.''

Standing in his way, I crossed my arms over my chest and looked at him and than at those two. ''No one's going anywhere. Well not untill someone doesn't explain what's going on.'' Thus making Justin sighed and step back.

Once again we were left in silence. ''Okey, don't want to talk, I'm fine with that.'' Turning around, I didn't take anytime on walking out of the dinner and getting back in my car. Through the car and iHop's window I could see Ryan and Chaz talking, more as arguing over something.

But I simply ingnored it as I drove out of the parking lot and onto the road.


Justin's pov


With my eyes following her figure, I watched as she turned around and made her way out of the dinner. Getting in the car she drove away. Turning back to my two best friends, who were arguing about God-knows-what. I spoked up, making both of them to shut up, and look at me. ''What was that about?''

''What are you taking about?'' Chaz asked, and I knew what he was aiming for. He was going to pul that dumb card «I don't know what you're talking about».

''Cut the bulshit and spill it.'' I looked at Ryan and than back at Chaz. ''Well?''

''It's long story.'' Chaz tryed again, but failed when I, just like Tiffany, turned around and walked out. I'm done with there bullshit. If they can't tell me, than so be it. Getting in my car I drove of. Heading right for home. 

Pulling out my phone I diald probaly the only peson's number who'll be willing to listen to me. ''Hey.'' I said once he picked up.

''Hey Justin. What's up?''

''Oh nothing. What about you?'' Putting the call on loudspeaker I set it on my lap and put both of my hands back on the stearing wheel.

''I'm good too.'' He paused and I could tell he was choosing his words. ''I know that something's wrong. So what's the problem?'' And that's when I told him everything. Starting with her coming home, till the kiss and today.

He was silent for few seconds, before he spoked up again. ''Wel, you shouldn't worry. And besides from what you told me, I can see that she have's feeling for ya. Just give it time.'' He paused again. ''And remember the saying ❝When you love someone, set them free. If they come back to you, you were ment to be. If not, than it was never ment to be.❞. So don't give up bro.''

After saying our bye's I hunged up and at the sametime pulled in the driveway of my house.


Tiffany's pov


Pulling not so pleased looked, I looked at Selena and Taylor. ''Guys, did you hear what I said?'' I asked and both of them shook there heads. Sighing, I repeated my self. ''I'm being hooked up my brother.''

''Isn't that good?'' Taylor asked.

''Uh.'' I was ready to hit my head againts the wall. ''I haven't broken up with Cody, yet. And I have feelings for Justin. And I don't know, it's complicated. I really, really love Justin and I don't know what to do.''

''Just do what your heart tells you to do.'' Selena resured and just seconds later the call was ended. Dropping my phone on the couch, I leaned against the back of it. It was easy to say - follow your heart. How am I suppose to do that?

Sinking in the couch more, I turned on the TV, just when my phone went off again. Picking it up from bedsides me, I pressed answer and put it to my ear. "Hello?"

"I heard you're having guy problems." Oh-so familiar voice spoked from the other side of the line.

"Who told you?"

"Don't ya know?" I could feel the amusement in his tone. "Selena. So what's the problem now. By the way, she didn't tell me a lot. She just told me that you're having guy problems."

Suddenly the TV wasn't so interesting. Focusing on the call, I looked up at the ceiling. "Justin and Cody." Was all I said, but I knew he was waiting till I say more. "I'm in love with Justin, big time, but I don't know what to do. 'Cause I haven't broken up with Cody and don't want to cheat."

"When were you thinking on breaking up with him?" 

"When I get back in Los Angeles." 

"Than come early, break it up and than go back."

"No. I can't do that. It won't seem right." I paused and thought for a while. It was good plan in away. But I don't know if coming back after break up would be the right thing to do. "I'll think of something, but thanks for the help."

"No problem." After we said our bye's, the line went dead and once again thoughts circular around my head. Soon after the talk the front door opend. I knew it was Ryan because mom said she and dad will home in time for dinner.


''You're mad at me?'' Ryan asked, suddenlly by my side. How the?


Looking over to him, I looked back at the TV screen. ''I'm not mad.'' I spoked, he was about to answer, but I cut him off as soon as he opend his mouth. ''But I am sad.''




''You want to hook me  up with Justin.'' I looked at him and kept my gaze on him at all times. ''I love him, but you need to realase tha I'm dating still and that the whole wrold knows me. My life isn't normal as it used to be.


Sometimes I wish I could take all this back. Sometimes I just want to quit everything and come back, and live normal life. Everyone thinks that life in Hollywood is all unicorns and rainbows, but IT'S NOT. Some people don't know how lucky they are.


I'm sick of all the flashing lights, of the camers, paparazzie and people judging you for no reason at all. I get hate and dead threats every singel day. Did you know that I've wished to commit suicide many times? No, because you're not there.


You know I'm really happy to be back home. Why? Because I'm away from all the famous life, even if it's for few weeks. I'm still away. It's even hard to have normal relationship 'cause there's always gonna be someone who'll hate you about dating that peson.


I can't hang out with guys for a reason that people will make up stories that we're dating. I bet that every day there's someone who's trying to sell a story about me. Which isn't even true or real. My life isn't how they show it in movies. The life I'm living isn't perfect, it isn't heaven it's hellI WISH I COULD TAKE ALL THIS BACK.''


I screamed and ran up to my room. Tears were streaming over my cheeks, but there was nothing I could do. It was all that I've been holding in for the past year or so. Sitting on my bed, I pulled my knees up to my chest and hugged them.


I wish I could be normal.


I wish I could live normal life again.


 I wish this never happened.


But no matter how hard I wish for all that, it won't ever come true. I was stuck in life that I don't want anymore. And the hardest thing is - no ones get's it. No one get's how hard this life is. I would do anything just so I could be normal.


And how this day turned out like this? Everything was okey before. Well besides what happend at the dinner, but like that everything was okey. Where did I go wrong? What did I do wrong? Is this really how my life haves to go on?






I don't know how long I've been locked in my room, but I know that mom and dad are home. Around 30 minutes ago I heard them and Ryan talking, but I didn't pay much attention. In the same time I've stopped crying, and just been sitting in my room.


I think I stopped crying because there's no tears left in side of me. Maybe I just ran out of them. I bet I've cryed like three buckets of tears. Still evrything what happened earlier repeating in my mind like old, broken record player.


The look on Ryan's face. He was sorry for me, but I honetsly did need anyone feeling sorry for me or to pitty me. I didn't need that. I didn't want to be seen as a whip, as someone who can't face the harsh world and all the fame.


I wasn't a whimp nor weak. I can face the fame all it haves to give. If I could live this past year like this, fucked up, than I can do more years. Even if takes me to fake a smile and take pills. I will do it. I won't let anyone see me weak. I don't need no one to pitty me.


''Honey?'' Mom's sweet voice echoed through the locked door of my room. By her tone I could tell she was worried. And I understand why.


''Y-Yes.'' I spoked, my voice craking, but just a little. I didn't make any effort to get up and unlock the door.


''Diner's ready. Come downstairs and eat something, sweety.'' She spoked again. 


''Okey.'' I replayed andafter that I didn't receave anything from her. There were two things she'd be doing 1) She's standing there and waiting for me or 2) She walked back downstairs. Since our floor didn't creak, you could really hear if someone walked in the hallways.


After few more seconds of sitting still here, I heard her sighed and than her shadow desapierd. Meaning she walked away. Slowly sliding out of my bed, I made my way to the bathroom and looked in the mirror.


I looked like a mess. My make-up, mostly mascara, had runned down my cheeks. Overall I looked like a hobo. Cleaning of the running make-up, I sighed and walked out of the bathroom. Unlocking the door to my room, I walked downstairs.


When I reached the kitchen, I could here mom and Ryan talking. When I walked in they stopped talking. Slidding the free chair out from under the tabel, I took my seat and looked down at the plate infront me. ''Why did you stop talking?'' I quietly asked.


The tabel was silent for really long time, and I was already having thoughts about coming downstaits. I should've stayed in my room. ''After dinner Justin and Chaz are coming over.'' Mom spoked.


Gulping whatever was in my troth I still didn't look up. Standing I took my plate and turned to my family. ''I'll be in my room.'' And with that I turned around and walked back to my room.


Half and hour later the doorbell ranged, meaning they were here. Even from up hear I could here them talking, but I choosed to ignore. In the same time, I had ate my diner and I was already on my laptop.


Scrolling through my timeline, I wished what I've been wishing all this time. But I've talked my self in to the fact that I wont get it. How bad I want it, I wont get it. Following some of my fans, I logged out of twitter.


A knock on the door made me look up. ''Who's there?''


''It's me.'' Ryan's voice ranged in my ears. ''I just wanted to see if you want to come hang with us.''


''Come in.'' I spoked, not really answring his question or whatever. The door opend and my brother walked in. Closing the door he looked over to me, than over my room which was a mess since my little break down and tha back to me. ''Since you wanted to be normal, I well-''


Cutting him off, I spoked. ''It's fine.'' Standing up I walked over to him and hugged him. ''I'm sorry about snapping at you. It's just that I've been depressed for really long time. I don't know what to do anymore.''


I could feel the tears raising in my eyes, and I could tell that he knew that I want to cry. ''Shh.'' He cooed, glaiding his hand up and down my back. ''Everything's okey. And I promise I'll be there for you.'' 

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