Login with:

Facebook

Twitter

Tumblr

Google

Yahoo

Aol.

Mibba

Your info will not be visible on the site. After logging in for the first time you'll be able to choose your display name.

Love In Hell (Sequel to Running And Fighting)

Chapter 2

TARA'S POV

"Sup loner?" Justin smiled, breaking the soothing silence

I just smiled in response.

I couldn't answer.

I knew if I opened my mouth, I would slip.

My eyes were locked onto the sunset, the sun starting to hide behind the waves of the Canadian ocean.

"Beautiful, ain't she?" I commented



"Yeah.." Justin breathes,"she really is..."

I turned to him, seeing that his eyes were focused on me, a shy smile on his face.

I couldn't help but blush.

"I'm talking about the sunset Justin." I giggled, looking back over to the photo perfect site

He laughed a contagious laugh, making me smile slightly.

"Yeah, I guess it's pretty, but nothing compared to you."

Justin and I have had a little romance for a while now. But i'm not gonna lie, I still have a soft spot in my heart for Niall.

"I feel like I am back in Junior high." I giggled shaking my head

"How so?" Justin asked, turning his body to face me.

"Sitting on a beach, as a guy says cheesy pick up lines, every young girl dreams about this happening, and here I am." I explained, I couldn't stop smiling, because it's true.

"and is being here, a good thing?" Justin smirked, leaning in closer to me, his eyes fixed onto my lips.

I mimicked his actions, and leaned in closer to, our faces just inches apart.

"it's a very good thing." I whispered, as we slowly came closer and closer



but I stopped midway, when I felt something cold and tingly at my feet, I looked down to see that I had gotten water on my feet, which meant....

OH NO

Justin had his eyes closed, which gave me enough time to quickly cover up.

I quickly looked around me, looking for cover.

To the left: Nothing.

To the right: Nothing.

My feet were starting to scale up, and I did what was good for now, I buried them into the sand just as Justin opened his eyes, and awkwardly cleared his throat.

"Um...so...how have you been?"

"I-I've been good," I quickly responded, biting my lip, trying to keep his attention on the top half of my body.

"That's go-are you okay? You seem kidnda pale." his eyes were roaming all over my face and his eyebrows were furrowed

"I'm peachy keen!" I smiled, "j-just um, a little cold, would you mind fetching a blanket for me?" I pleaded

He quickly got up and ran to the house.

Oh great, this is exactly what I was hoping wouldn't happen.

How could I have been so careless?

Justin came back running with pillows and blankets piled up in his hands.

I quickly reached for the biggest blanket he had and covered my entire body with it, just in time.

"Whoah, someone's anxious" he laughed sitting down beside me again.

But I didn't respond, I knew I would probably say something I would regret.

"Tara can I ask you something?"

I nodded and my heart began to race, what could he possibly want to ask?

Was he suspicious?

I held the blanket tighter into my half mermaid body, wanting to get out of this scene.

"What did I do wrong?" he asked, his voice getting shaky.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, what did I do? You act so different around me now, like you don't want to talk to me."

"Justin, I almost kissed you moments ago, why wouldn't I want to talk to you?" I asked, caught of guard by his question.

"Exactly, almost, you pulled away, and now you're acting all anxious and...dare I say...weird."

I shot him a firm look.

"Trust me Justin, you're not the reason why." I chuckled, looking down at my blanket covered fin.

"Then why-"

"Justin you're not the reason why! Can we drop the subject?!" I burst out, tired of our current conversation, but feeling bad afterwards.

"I'm sor-"

"Nah it's all good." he interrupted, picking up the blankets and pillows from the sand. "We should head inside now, it's getting dark."

"I'll go in a bit."

And without another word, he headed back inside.

I really want to tell them, but I can't.

Would they think of me as a monster?



JUSTIN'S POV

She always acts up around me. I won't stop until I know the reason why.

"How did it go?" Dj asked as I entered the kitchen.

"She blew up." I stated, grabbing the gallon of milk from the fridge.

"Oooh how bad?"

"Pretty bad..." I responded taking a big gulp straight from the gallon.

"Did you find out though?"

"Nope, nothing new."

We heard the door open and turned our attention to a hurried Tara who just gave us a wide-eyed look, before she headed up the stairs just as Niall was coming down.

"Hey Tara can I talk-" he didn't get to finish as Tara just pushed through him and ran to her room, followed by a loud slammed door.

DJ, Niall and I exchanged confused looks.

"What was that about?" Niall asked, looking back and fourth between DJ and I.

I just shrugged.

Niall and I never really got along. I knew him and Tara had a thing before her and I did. He never really did anything to me, I guess I was just jealous.


Notes

Chapter 2 :D sorry if it sucked ._. wrote a longer one, but being the bad luck charm that I am, it didn't upload -.- so here is this one!

-Amber

Comments

I LOVE IT! And btw, isn't this supposed to be an apocalypse fanfic? Cuz now it's like turning into a supernatural fanfic. I'm not trying to be mean but, WHERE R THE ZOMBIES?! Oh and also, where's Emily?