It's about a month before Justin and I leave for university and today was the day acceptance letters were being sent out from the school I applied to in California. I was pumped because I've always wanted to live there. It was 8am and I was currently at the kitchen table tapping my fingernails on the hardwood in front of me. I heard the door from my bedroom open and Justin came out shirtless with a pair of black basketball shorts on. He had bed head but the way his bangs were pushed up off his face was so adorable.
"Morning baby, do you want some tea?" -he asked kissing me on the forehead and proceeding to fill the kettle with water.
I nodded and kept tapping my fingers.
"What's got you so on edge?" -he asked acknowledging my hand.
"Oh well uhm.. You know that school in Cali? It's sending out acceptance letters today."
Justin licked his lips and ran his fingers through his hair processing my words.
"Cali as in California? Geez Spencer. I know you won't be going to my school but I had hopped it was something close. Who knows when I'd see you if you went there?"
I didn't want him to feel like it was a choice to leave him. And I didn't want him to feel this relationship wasn't important to me. The future was so much harder. Having to pick and get accepted to schools instead of just going where you lived near. Justin and I are just getting a good relationship started and now it's gonna get messed up again. I stood up wrapping Justin in my arms.
"Hey.. Look at me. I love you and you know I want this relationship to work out. Just wait until I actually get the letter before you get upset."
I did get accepted to school here in Ottawa but I knew if I told Justin he would try so hard to make me go. At this point I didn't know what I wanted to happen. I wanted to go to California so bad but Justin meant the world to me right now. I just hoped whatever decision I made.. It would be the right one.
It was currently 1 in the afternoon and I still had nothing. Justin had asked to take me to lunch and I gladly agreed because it's been forever since we went on a good date plus I was a sucker for Justin when he got classy. I was currently wearing a white summer dress with pink little flowers and brown sandals, my hair was French braided. I knew Justin was going to dress to impress and boy was I right? I heard footsteps from the bathroom door and I was met with Justin. He had on black skinny jeans with red vans and a red button up shirt with the sleeves rolled to his elbows. His hair was gelled up as usual but neater this time. He walked over to me and the smell of his cologne was do good. I walked up and couldn't help myself. I started to kiss up his neck receiving a moan from him until he pulled back.
"Spence, were going out to lunch remember? I can't have hickeys. Wait for after."
He winked and walked over to the door opening it for me. God he was perfect.
Justin and I were seated at a beautiful restaurant on the outside patio. I had a Caesar salad and he was eating an appetizer of French fries.
"So you're a pretty good writer eh?" -he asked me raising an eyebrow.
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"Well, when I went to your house and found your journal, there was all of those really sweet poems about how much you looooved me." -he teased.
I couldn't help but giggle.
"Yeah, when I get in the mood I can write for hours."
"How come I've never seen you?" -he asked surprised.
His questions were stuff that didn't really cross my mind.
"Well, it tends to work better when I'm sad. People like reading dreadful sad stories. Why do you think stories that end with tragedy always turn out the best? How come the majority of papers and tabloids are rude or aren't positive? It's because people like to read bad things, they like when people have it worse and like to see people fall. It's humanity."
In some ways, what I was saying was false. A lot of people in the world do like to read good things but it catches your attention more if it's bad. It's what grabs the mind and normally those are negative stories.
Justin thought for a moment.
"Just because people enjoy reading negative doesn't mean you shouldn't enjoy writing the positive."
What he said caught me off guard. This was so much like the first time I met Justin and everything he says just makes you think. I loved it so much.
My thoughts were interrupted by my phone ringing under the table.
And to my surprise it was my mom.
Authors Note: okay okay I've decided not to delete the story. But I have been so busy this week so here is a short update to keep the story running. I will hopefully update again tomorrow so that it's not so short but I can't be for sure. Thank you for reading this ilysm. Make sure to like this story to get more people to read it. It would mean a lot.