It's almost 3 am in the morning and Justin still hasn't come home. You were starting to worry, he hasn't replied to any of your texts nor pick up any of your calls. After a few minutes which felt like hours you suddenly see Justin's headlights come up the driveway. You sigh in relief to know that he was okay. You waited on the couch as Justin walks in.
"Where have you been?" You ask looking at him before crossing your arms.
He looks up for a quick second, "oh hey...I was out." He simply says as he slips off his shoes.
You roll your eyes at his most obvious statement, "Justin I'm not stupid...where?" You ask once again, your eyes not leaving his sight.
Justin slowly walks towards you, "I went out with some friends to a party...that's all." He says calmly before pulling you in for an embrace. "Babe relax." He says quietly and that's when you smelt something. He pulls away before you could destinguish the scent.
You watched him as he entered the kitchen. The scent was a mixture of alcohol and...smoke. You felt a rush of anger run through your chest as you quickly follow Justin into the kitchen.
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"Have you been smoking?!" You blurt causing Justin to stop dead in his tracks. He doesn't say anything as his back was still faced towards you. "Justin," you say once again. You were slowly starting to get impatient and you didn't know how long it would take till you fully lost it. After a few seconds of complete silence, Justin slowly turns around. You tried to look at him but he was clearly avoiding eye contact.
Justin takes a deep breath before responding. "Babe, it was just one cigar...don't worry about it." He says casually, as he continues to pour himself a glass of a water.
You look at him surprised. He did not just say that....you thought to yourself. He actually has the nerve to tell me not to worry about it?
You chuckle sarcastically in response. Justin looks at you confused. You look at him, "Don't worry about it?! As your girlfriend I think I have every right to worry about you and your health-"
Justin sighs as he runs his hands through his hair, "Y/N.. can we please not talk about his right now?" He says completely cutting you off. You noticed that tone of his voice changed. It went from calm to complete annoyance. What you didn't understand why he was the one getting annoyed.
"Fine." You simply say before walking away from him.
"Y/N..." he calls, but you ignored him. If he doesn't want to tell me the truth then I'll let him have it, you thought to yourself.
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Justin's POV:
It's been about an hour since Y/N and I have spoken. I thought it was best if we both had some time to ourselves to cool down. I understand that Y/N was just being concerned but I have a life and she needs to accept that. I slowly began to walk up the stairs. As I reached our bedroom, Y/N was already standing there. I look at her confused.
"Here you go..." She says as she hands me a pillow and a spare blanket.
"W-what the hell?" I say looking at her, still confused. "What's this for?" I say looking at all the stuff she gave me.
"Have fun sleeping on the couch!" She says smiling, just as she was about to close the door, I press my foot onto the door to prevent her from shutting it.
"Are you fucking serious right now?!" I say annoyed, whatever game Y/N was trying to play I wasn't in the mood for it.
"Yes, until you're completely honest with me and stop some of your habits...you're welcome to join me in bed." She says before pushing me away from the door as she closes it.
"Y/N...this is not cool" I yell through the door.
"So is smoking." She yells back. I bite my lip from yelling. "Fuck you..." I mumble before walking downstairs to the couch.
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The Next Day
You woke up early because you had trouble sleeping last night. You kept thinking about Justin, you felt as if you were too harsh on him last night...but on the other hand you realized he did deserve that. You quickly made your breakfast, just as you were about to eat...Justin walks into the kitchen.
"Morning.." he says quietly, looking at you. You look at him for a few seconds before continuing to eat your breakfast.
"Are you still upset with me?" Justin asks, but you ignore him as you take a sip of your tea.
Justin slowly walks towards you, before hugging you from behind. You tried your best to ignore him as best as possible. After a few seconds, you couldn't take it anymore. You quickly pushed his arms away. "I got to go..." you say quietly, not looking at him before grabbing your keys off the counter.
Just as you were about to head out the door, Justin grabs your hand causing you to spin around. You slightly gasp, as he places his hands on your waist. He looks at you, "what...no kiss?" He says but before he can lean in you push him off once again. "I'm not kissing you until you stop taking crap..." you say sternly.
"Okay now you're just being ridiculous." Justin says annoyed.
"Am I really? Because to me, I'm not the one taking drugs, smoking, or coming home late wasted." You say angrily.
"Well I'm sorry...am I not allowed to have fun." Justin says, causing you to roll your eyes. You hated the fact that he always twisted your words making you sound like the bad guy.
"Justin I didn't say you couldn't have any fun. All I'm saying is that there are people who actually care for you. Every night I'm here worrying about you and it scares me to think that what you're doing I could lose you.... and I don't want that to happen." You say quietly looking at him.
Justin slowly shakes his head before looking at you. "What happened to accepting others for who they are? Y/N you can't change the lifestyle that I live in, this is what I enjoy. You knew what I was like the day we met, why is it a problem now?" He asks as he crosses his arms.
You suddenly felt your eyes begin to water. "I thought you were willing to change for me...but I guess I was wrong." You say quietly, you watch as Justin's face softens. You felt a tear rush down your cheek, "It's a problem because I want to be able to grow old with my partner." You say harshly not realizing what you just said. You watch Justin's expression change from guilty to hurt.
There was a few moments of silence before Justin looks at you. "Well if you're not happy, why don't you just leave?" He says, I watch him in shock.
"Since I'm such a burden, why don't you just leave?" "It will save all the worrying and the anxiety. Leave, if that's what you want." He yells, you felt more tears rolls down your cheeks. You couldn't believe what he was saying.
"Justin that's not what I want!" You yell, you were starting to worry where this conversation was going to end.
"Well I'm sorry but I'm not going to change, I'll do whatever I want to do and not even you is going to change that." He says harshly. You look at him hurt. You quickly wipe away your tears, you didn't know if you were upset or angry.
"Wow..." you say nodding your head, you wipe away the remains tears before looking at him. "Well thanks for wasting two years of my life, clearly I don't mean anything to you..." you say feeling your voice crack. You didn't wait for his reaction as you grabbed your keys before heading out the door.
Part 2?
