《'Cause it's like you're my mirror (A Justin Timberlake Fan Fiction)》Chapter Thirty Four
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*Justin's POV*
"Pour me some more." Ava sighed. We were sitting on the floor of the kitchen drinking whiskey.
"Ava." I sighed.
"Justin." She said. I sighed and poured her some.
"I didn't know you could drink whiskey." I said.
"There's a lot of things you don't know about me." She said as she took a sip of her drink.
"What do you mean?" I asked her.
"Justin we've known each other for about six months." She said.
"So?" I said.
"So? Justin admit it we barely know each other." She said.
"What? Ava I love you. I might have only known you for six months but I feel like I've known you my whole life." I said.
"Well I feel like I've known you for six months." She said. Are you serious?
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked her. She stood up and handed me her glass.
"It means that I should've went to New York instead of going with you to Europe." She said before walking away. I watched the way she walked away. Yup,she's drunk. Does she really mean all of those things?
*Ava's POV*
I woke up the next morning with a splitting headache. I barely remember last night. All I do remember is that Justin and I drank whiskey together. I sighed and looked over at Justin's side of the bed, it's empty. Where is he?
I got out of bed and walked downstairs. I found him laying on the couch passed out. A empty bottle of whiskey was sitting on the coffee table. I sighed and shook his arm.
"Go away." He sighed.
"Justin get up." I said. He opened his eyes and saw me. He sighed and sat up.
"I don't remember any of last night." I sighed. I sat down next to him.
"Basically you were drunk and said somethings." He said.
"Like what?" I asked.
"Apparently I barely know you and that you think you should've went to New York instead of going with me. Is that how you really feel Ava?" He said.
"No of course not. Justin I was drunk." I said.
"Exactly! You were drunk! You had no control over what you said." He said.
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"Justin I love you." I said.
"I love you too, but is that how you really feel?" He said. I sighed and looked at the ground.
"Maybe. I don't know." I sighed.
"I don't know? What do you mean?" He stood up from the couch and faced me.
"I don't know Justin. Can we please just talk about this later? I'm going threw a lot right now." I sighed. I stood up and walked away.
"I'm going threw the same thing you are, Ava." He said as he followed me into the kitchen.
"Obviously I know that. I just can't handle this right now. Emotionally I'm hurting to much." I sighed.
"You aren't the only one who's hurting Ava." He yelled. I turned around and saw him with tears in his eyes.
"You aren't the only one who loss Annie." He cried. I stayed silent and looked at the ground.
"I was suppose to protect her from everything that came her way. I was supposed to be her father. I would do anything to get her back even if that meant I would have to die." He cried. I looked up and began to cry.
"I'm sorry Justin." I cried. I tried hug him but he stepped away.
"Maybe this is a sign that we aren't meant to be." He said as he stepped away.
"Justin don't say that." I said.
"Maybe this is it for us." He said as he grabbed his coat.
"What are you doing?" I asked him.
"I don't know." He said without looking at me. "I just need sometime alone." He said. He then walked out of the house and slammed the door behind him. I stood in the spot he once stood and began to cry. I have no idea what I'm supposed to do.
*Justin's POV*
I feel so lost and confused. I don't know what to do. I drove around until I found a small coffee shop. I parked my car and walked inside. I ordered myself a coffee and sat at a table alone. There was only two other people in the coffee shop and they were on the other side. As I sipped my coffee I heard someone say my name. I looked up and saw someone I thought I would never talk to again.
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"Britney?"I gasped. We both looked at each other in shock. I haven't seen her since the day I kicked her out my house because she cheated on me.
"Are you okay J?" She asked me. She used the nickname she used to call me. I swear if she calls me Stinky I'm done.
"I'm fine." I lied.
"Really Justin? I know when you're lying." She said as she sat down in the seat across from mine.
"Sure Brit, have a seat." I said sarcastically.
"Same old Justin." She laughed. I sighed and took another drink of my coffee.
"Now what's wrong?" She asked.
"Have you heard about me and my girlfriend Ava?" I sighed.
"Yeah. You two are engaged and she's pregnant right?" She nodded.
"Yeah. Well three days ago we were in a car accident." I sighed. She gasped,but stayed silent so I could finish.
"We lost the baby." I sighed.
"Oh Justin I'm so sorry." She said.
"We got into a argument and now I'm here." I sighed.
"What was the argument about?" She asked.
"It's a long story." I said.
"I have time." She smiled at me. I then explained everything that had happened.
"Wow. You must really love her." She said.
"Yeah I do. She's amazing." I smiled.
"So why don't you go back to her and you two should have a long talk about how you feel." She said. I nodded and finished my coffee.
"I never told you sorry for everything." I said.
"You have no reason to be sorry. I was the one who cheated." She said.
"But I was the one who made the song and music video. I basically publicly humiliated you." I said.
"Justin we both were young and stupid. We made mistakes we wish we could change." She said. I nodded my head.
"I'm sorry about cheating on you Justin." She sighed.
"Thanks. You know you were the first girl I ever fell in love with." I said.
"You were the first guy I ever fell in love with." She smiled.
"I'll never regret being with you. Everything that happened with us made me the person I am today." I said.
"The only thing I regret is how we ended things." She said.
"So do I." I nodded.
"Well Timberlake I better get going. It was nice seeing you." She smiled. We both stood up and hugged.
"Thanks Brit." I smiled.
"Anytime." She smiled as she walked to the door.
"Bye Stinky." She laughed before she walked out.
"Bye Pinky." I laughed. I then ordered a coffee to go and left. On my way to my car I heard someone call my name. I turned around and saw Ava.
"Ava what are you doing here?" I asked her.
"What were you doing with her?" She asked with tears in her eyes.
"Who? Britney?" I asked.
"Of course Britney! Are you cheating on me with her?" She cried.
"What? No! Of course not! I love you Ava." I said.
"Then what were you doing with her?" She cried.
"I was sitting at my table drinking my coffee when she showed up." I answered.
"I find that pretty hard to believe." She said.
"Do you not trust me?" I asked.
"Not with her! Justin she's Britney Spears!" She said.
"Ava I love you not her." I said.
"After everything we've been through you think you wouldn't have done this to me." She cried as she walked to her car. I ran after her. She got in and started her car. Her window was down.
"Ava where are you going?" I asked her.
"I don't know." She answered.
"Baby please don't go just let me explain." I said.
"No Justin I'm done." She said. She then slowly drove away.
"Ava please! I love you!" I yelled, but she just drove away. I sighed and threw my coffee onto the ground.
"Justin is everything okay?" I heard someone ask. I turned around and saw Britney.
"No just leave! Everything is ruined now." I sighed. I walked to my car and got in.
"Justin I'm sorry." She said.
"Just go." I sighed. I drove away and drove to the one place where she would be. Alexis and Jamie's.
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