“Have you talked to him at all since you left?” Aaron asked. He and Krystal were laying on her bed. She hadn't left her bed since she returned from New York 2 days prior and Aaron had come over to try to get her out of her funk.
“I finally just turned my cell off because he kept calling every 2 minutes,” She sighed and rubbed her swollen eyes. She'd been crying on and off for the last 2 days.
“How do you know that he didn't wanna do it? I mean, it could've been his management's idea, but then he really wanted to do it, so he went with it,” Aaron was trying to think of anything that could possibly be true to heal his best friend's heart, “He could've planned on doing it eventually and this is just the opportunity that came up.”
“I doubt it,” She frowned, not believing that Justin really wanted her, “I knew I wasn't good enough, but I just feel like this whole entire situation was just some ruse. Like he was just playing with me and never really felt the way I feel. He actually made me believe that he had feelings for me and wanted me,” She let out a disgusted laugh.
“First of all,” He started, “You ARE good enough. You're amazing and beautiful and anyone who doesn't see that is a fucking idiot. And secondly, I can promise you it wasn't just a game to him. I saw the way he looked at you. Not to mention the conversations we've had about you. He really, truly does care about you, Biff. I can't even begin to understand his reasoning for doing things the way he did, but that doesn't mean he doesn't care about you. I bet you that the minute he gets back from New York, he's gonna be beating down your door.”
“Maybe I need to move,” She brushed the hair out of her face.
“No,” Aaron chuckled, “You're not gonna move and when Justin gets back, y'all will work this out and be happier than ever. All you gotta do is hear him out because he might have a very good reason for doing things the way he did.”
She let out another sigh, “I guess I owe him at least that much.”
“I really think you do,” He nodded, “And laying here in your bed, overthinking isn't helping anything either. You need to get up and hop in the shower and get dressed.”
“I don't wanna,” She made a face, “I just wanna lay here and wallow in my sadness.”
“So, she left? Just like that? Without even sticking around to hear what you had to say?” Pattie asked. Justin was hanging out with his Mom in his hotel room. He'd intended today to be the day that Krystal met her, but things had gone so terribly wrong. He would've packed up and headed back to LA the day she left if he didn't have obligations and he wasn't supposed to be meeting up with his mom.
“Can you blame her?” He ran a hand through his hair, “I-I love her, Mom. I really do. I've never felt this way before and I know it's all happening so quickly, but I don't wanna live without her. She's the most amazing person I've ever known and I screwed up by not telling her the whole truth. I just wanna fix this and get her back.” By the time he finished speaking, tears were streaming down his face, yet again. He'd had trouble keeping his tears in check since the moment he found out that she'd left.
“Well, Honey, you know that what's meant to be will be. God has a plan for everyone and every thing. If you're truly meant to be with her the way you feel you are, you'll be back together in no time,” Pattie rubbed her son's back to console him, “I just want you happy, Honey and if this girl is the one to do that, then there's no doubt in my mind that things will work themselves out.”
“I really hope you're right, Mom,” Justin wiped the tears out of his eyes, “I've known her less than a month, but I already know that she's the one. She gets me on every level and understands all parts of my life. She's so beautiful too. Like, just looking at her sometimes, it takes my breath away,” He pulled out his cell phone and unlocked it, revealing his background image, which was a picture of the two of them. She was giving the camera her signature, sexy look and he was kissing her cheek. He showed his Mom the picture.
“She's very pretty, Justin,” Pattie agreed with a nod, “You both look really happy here.”
“We were,” He let out a breath, “She makes me the happiest I've ever been. I belong with her and if she doesn't forgive me for this, I don't know what I'll do. I'll never find anyone like her again.”
“Have you tried calling?” She wondered.
“Yeah. I left like 20 voicemails, but she eventually just turned her phone off. I just wanna talk to her and hear her tell me that everything's gonna be okay,” He hadn't moved his eyes off of the picture of her on his phone. He ran his finger along her hair in the photo, “I just wanna look into her eyes and hold her in my arms and tell her that I want her forever.”
“She probably thinks you only proposed because of the negativity that would come from the world seeing the video,” She sighed. She wasn't happy about the video and she wasn't happy that her son was hurting. She wished she could just erase it all.
“No,” He shook his head, “I've known that I wanna spend my life with her since we met and if this hadn't happened, I probably would've waited a little while longer, but I want her to marry me. I wanna have a family with her, regardless of when I proposed. I originally wasn't gonna do it because I didn't want this to happen, but then I realized that I really do wanna marry her and be with her forever. So, I did it. Now I've lost her because I'm such an idiot.”
“You'll get her back, Sweetie,” Pattie comforted again, “And you'll have to bring her around when you do. I wanna meet the woman that's stolen my boy's heart.”
A small smile made it's way across his lips, “I will. If I get her back, I'm never letting her go again.” Justin's cell phone rang in his hand and he looked down to see who was calling. A lump formed in his throat when he saw that it was Aaron.
“Hello?” He answered nervously. Figuring Aaron was going to yell.
“What the fuck, Bro?” Aaron asked.
“I know, I completely screwed this up,” Justin put his hand over his face as he spoke to Aaron, “I didn't want things to go this way. I should've just told her. Scooter told me to ask her to marry me and then I wasn't gonna do it, but I realized that it was actually what I wanted. I wanna spend my life with her and I would've ended up proposing eventually anyway. Is she okay? Does she hate me?”
Aaron sighed, “She's pretty messed up. She's been in her bed since she got back and she doesn't think you ever really had feelings for her the way you claimed.”
“That couldn't be farther from the truth, Aaron. I-I love her and I need her in my life. None of it was a lie. I wanna be with her more than anything,” He wiped away a tear that had slid down his cheek.
“When are you coming back?”
“I'm leaving in the morning. My first stop when I get back is her house. I have to try to make things right with her. I don't wanna live without her, Aaron.”
“What's your ETA?”
“I should be back in town by like 1pm. So it'll be around 2 when I get to her house,” Justin explained.
“Alright. I'll do my best to get her up and outta bed and in the shower. Don't screw up again, man.”
“I never will. If I get her back, I'm never gonna do anything to mess us up again. I swear.”