Even though toi try, it’s obvious that toi don’t suceed. The tears run down your already tear-stained cheeks as toi clutch the covers even tighter to your body. toi inwardly yelled at yourself - ashamed that you’re still crying. toi don’t want to be, but toi just can’t help it. Sniffling, toi bury your face into the oreiller and this movement causes Justin’s familiar cologne to fill your nosestrils. toi look over at his side of the lit and although toi know what’s waiting - your cœur, coeur still sinks when toi notice it’s empty.
toi and Justin had a huge fight and when toi look back now, toi realize that it is just another stupid reason for the argument. toi can barely remember what started the argument and that bothers you. If there isn’t even a good reason for having such a big fight, then is it really worth losing your relationship over? No. And toi just can’t lose Justin. toi l’amour him. toi need him. Realizing this and just how important it is, toi peel the covers off your body and shakily stand up from the bed.
“Justin?” toi call out silently as toi reach the bottom step of the stairs. Looking around the corner, toi notice Justin sitting on the the canapé with his head in his hands. If you’re honest; this is unusual for you. Normally, Justin was the one to apologize. No matter who started it, he would be the first one to say sorry. This time though; toi want to be the first one. toi want to say sorry because toi need to fix everything. toi need to be with Justin; toi can’t lose him.
“Justin?” The sound of your voice brings him out of his state and he slowly looks up. “C-can we talk?” toi croak out and silently pray that he’ll say yes. He nods and toi let out a sigh of your relief while walking towards him. Sitting down, toi begin to twiddle your thumbs. Tons of feelings rush through your body and toi sniffle again, wiping away a tear. This makes Justin look up and his face softens when he sees you. He opens his mouth so say something, but toi cut him off par raising your hand slightly.
“Justin… I want to apologize for once.” toi begin and clear your throat. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry for bitching about everything and for everything I a dit during the heat of the moment. I didn’t mean it. I just… Your lifestyle is hard for me sometimes, but I wouldn’t change it for the world. I l’amour toi and I’m so proud of you. It’s just hard sometimes. With all the rumors and the distance and everything. And… I’m just sorry.”
Before toi can continue ou do anything else, he wraps toi up into his arms. Rocking back and forth in his embrace, he strokes your hair softly. toi rest your head in the crook of his neck and concentrate on evening out your breathing. “Do toi know how weird it is to hear toi apologize first?” Justin croaks out a laugh, shaking his head. toi feel his tousled hair tickle your neck and toi smile to yourself at his attempt to lighten the mood.
“I wanted to be the first for once. I want toi to know that our relationship means just as much to me as to you.” toi smile gently, knotting your fingers in his hair.
He moans quietly at this and places a chaste Kiss on your collarbone. “I know that, [Y/N]. I’m sorry, too. For everything. It just frustrates me how you’re not happy with me because I’m selfish and I just can’t let toi go so toi can be happy with someone else. I can’t ours the thought of toi with another guy.”
“But I am happy with you, Justin! That’s the thing; I don’t want to be with anyone else. I l’amour you. I’m happy with you, I really am.” You’re quick to argue, wanting to get your point across.
“I l’amour you, too, [Y/N].”
toi and Justin had a huge fight and when toi look back now, toi realize that it is just another stupid reason for the argument. toi can barely remember what started the argument and that bothers you. If there isn’t even a good reason for having such a big fight, then is it really worth losing your relationship over? No. And toi just can’t lose Justin. toi l’amour him. toi need him. Realizing this and just how important it is, toi peel the covers off your body and shakily stand up from the bed.
“Justin?” toi call out silently as toi reach the bottom step of the stairs. Looking around the corner, toi notice Justin sitting on the the canapé with his head in his hands. If you’re honest; this is unusual for you. Normally, Justin was the one to apologize. No matter who started it, he would be the first one to say sorry. This time though; toi want to be the first one. toi want to say sorry because toi need to fix everything. toi need to be with Justin; toi can’t lose him.
“Justin?” The sound of your voice brings him out of his state and he slowly looks up. “C-can we talk?” toi croak out and silently pray that he’ll say yes. He nods and toi let out a sigh of your relief while walking towards him. Sitting down, toi begin to twiddle your thumbs. Tons of feelings rush through your body and toi sniffle again, wiping away a tear. This makes Justin look up and his face softens when he sees you. He opens his mouth so say something, but toi cut him off par raising your hand slightly.
“Justin… I want to apologize for once.” toi begin and clear your throat. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry for bitching about everything and for everything I a dit during the heat of the moment. I didn’t mean it. I just… Your lifestyle is hard for me sometimes, but I wouldn’t change it for the world. I l’amour toi and I’m so proud of you. It’s just hard sometimes. With all the rumors and the distance and everything. And… I’m just sorry.”
Before toi can continue ou do anything else, he wraps toi up into his arms. Rocking back and forth in his embrace, he strokes your hair softly. toi rest your head in the crook of his neck and concentrate on evening out your breathing. “Do toi know how weird it is to hear toi apologize first?” Justin croaks out a laugh, shaking his head. toi feel his tousled hair tickle your neck and toi smile to yourself at his attempt to lighten the mood.
“I wanted to be the first for once. I want toi to know that our relationship means just as much to me as to you.” toi smile gently, knotting your fingers in his hair.
He moans quietly at this and places a chaste Kiss on your collarbone. “I know that, [Y/N]. I’m sorry, too. For everything. It just frustrates me how you’re not happy with me because I’m selfish and I just can’t let toi go so toi can be happy with someone else. I can’t ours the thought of toi with another guy.”
“But I am happy with you, Justin! That’s the thing; I don’t want to be with anyone else. I l’amour you. I’m happy with you, I really am.” You’re quick to argue, wanting to get your point across.
“I l’amour you, too, [Y/N].”
