Yet another picture of Justin and Jamie on the side :)

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< Chapter 5: It Was Supposed To End Well >

♥ Jamie's POV: ♥

Justin had decided to take me to the movies. It just so happened that they were playing 'The Lucky One' soon so Justin was quick to buy tickets. I brought a bit of cash with me but Justin always refused to let me pay.

Always.

Even when we were kids and his mom gave him some money, we would buy candy and he'd pay for me. He doesn't like knowing I payed for something when he could've done it himself.

"Let's go, the movie starts in about 10 minutes so we have time to buy a snack or two. Not too much, though," he instructed.

"What's wrong with a lot of snacks?" I asked, tempted to stuff myself with popcorn. Justin stopped and looked at me.

"Trust me, you'll regret it later," he winked, handing me cash and leaving me at that. Confused, I turned to where the line for food began. As soon as it was my turn, I ordered two orders of medium popcorn and soda (one each for Justin and I) and then a pack of candy for the both of us to share. I was starting to panic, since I had no clue where Justin wandered off to and there's no way I can carry all this myself.

"Hmm, this'll do," a voice behind me scared the crap out of me. I turned around to see Justin smiling sweetly at me.

"You scared me!!" I complained, trying to calm the speed of my beating heart.

"Sorry babe," he smirked, kissing my forehead and grabbing his food. I smiled and pecked his lips, then grabbed his arm and dragged him to the theatre door.

Luckily, no one noticed Justin with the fact that he's famous.

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"Aww, Justin, are those tears?" I teased amusedly as we walked outside the theatre after the film ended.

"Hell no!" he denied, sobbing. I gave him a look.

"You can't lie about what's right in front of my face..." I pointed out. He wiped small tears and gave me a death glare.

"Shut up," he murmured. I looked around, looking for Justin's car. Then I remembered something.

"Ey, keep your head low. We don't want any fans noticing you," I say, nudging him on the side.

"Oh right," he nodded, getting out the car keys once we spotted the car. He opened the car door for me like he always used to do and then went around to the other side and got in. As he started the car up, I checked the time to see it was almost 6pm. By the time I looked up, I realized something was wrong.

"Uhh... Justin?" I called out, scanning my surroundings.

"Mhm?"

"Where are we going?" I asked. I knew the path we were driving through but it sure wasn't the way back to my house. I'll feel more comfortable if we were at home when I told him about his baby because if he's gonna be mad and run off, I'll be at my house and not wandering the streets.

"Shh.." he hushed and I slouched in my seat.

"Please tell me," I pouted, resting my head on one hand and stroking the seatbelt with the other. I jerked forward as the car violently came to a stop. My heart beat kicked up and I looked to see why we stopped so suddenly.

But as I turned my head, I only saw Justin's eyes staring down at me intently. He had the most blankest, most serious face ever. I suddenly began to get nervous.

"What?" I question as his eyes scan me all over. I didn't get a respond. Instead, he leaned forward, gently cupping my chin in his soft hand. His lips met mine as he kissed me tenderly. I didn't expect him to kiss me-- and I'm still getting used to the fact that he loves me back, since he's my best friend and all-- but it sure didn't mean I didn't kiss him back and enjoyed it in the process.

Sadly, the sparks simmered when his soft, amazing lips left mine and he was back to staring at me.

"It's a surprise, babe," he breathed, panting for air. I smiled and kissed him again. I think I just became addicted to his lips.

"Okay fine," I said when I pulled away, not leaning away so our noses were touching.

"I love you, ok? Just trust me," he grinned.

"Love you, too," I nodded, leaning back on the chair. He tossed me a bright smile and resumed driving. I sat still and watched the trees go by. There was a silence in the car until Justin turned on the radio and Owl City and Carly Rae Jepsen's "Good Time" was on. I looked over at him and we giggled before deciding to sing our butts off.

"WHOA OH OH OH OH, OH OH OHHH!

WHOA OH OH OH OH, IT'S ALWAYS A GOOD TIME!!" we both sang loudly.

"WE DON'T EVEN HAVE TO TRY, IT'S ALWAYS A GOOD TIME!!"

I started cracking up while Justin had to keep his cool in order to prevent an accident. "You sing terrible for a worldwide pop star," I laughed, clutching my stomach.

"Ey, gimme a break," he chuckled, making a turn. I calmed my laughing and smiled widely at him. The song was still playing in the background as I examined Justin's gorgeous eyes who were currently focused on the road.

He's so cute... I'm glad I'm having his baby, not anyone else's.

But I'm still so young.. And so scared..

Yeah, but all I have to do is tell him tonight.

What if he hates me after that?

He keeps telling me he loves me all the time. I believe him, but... I can't help but wonder if he loves me as much as I always have loved him. He's so sweet, an extreme gentleman, and no one knows him the way I do. Not even his parents. Through thick and thin, happy times, sad times, break ups, make ups, our first relationship, first kiss, first time, parent trouble, boy/girl troubles and literally ANYTHING you can think of, we were there for each other to talk about it. It wasn't even awkward talking to him about my first time with one of my exes, Kyle (we're still good friends, him and I) and it wasn't awkward for him to tell me his first time with Jasmine V. We're just THAT close.

Even so, when we talked to each other about those things, I never imagined WE would end up having sex. It's weird to think that right now, I don't regret making love to my best friend. Even if I'm pregnant with his baby now...

"Jamie, you okay?" Justin's voice snapped me right out of my thoughts.

"Uh.. Yeah.. Yeah," I replied, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear and getting comfortable.

"Aha okay, we're practically here, ok?" he informed.

"Oh really?! Ok!" I jumped up in my seat, getting excited.

"Calm down, baby," he laughed, pulling over. I smiled and ran out of the car without waiting for Justin to come around and open the car door for me. I spotted him getting a basket out of the trunk.

"We're having a picnic?" I beamed. When he nodded, I ran to him and jumped into his arms, kissing him harshly.

Why did I crave his kisses so much?

Is it 'cause I'm deeply in love or because it's the pregnancy hormones? Could it be both?

Justin kissed back as he held me in place. My legs were firmly wrapped around his waist as I played with his hair. Suddenly, he pulled back.

"Wait, as much as I'd love to make out with you, we should get going or we'll miss it," he said, looking straight into my eyes.

"Miss what?"

He put me down and took my hand with his free one, since the other held the picnic basket. Instead of replying, he dragged me towards the direction of the park. The sky was a lovely shade of orange as the sun soon approached the horizon. I remained in confusion as I followed Justin obediently. We were soon in the park and Justin pulled out the picnic blanket and placed it under a huge tree. My heart skipped a beat as I remembered where we were.

Right here, under this tree, Justin and I always used to play. That is... When we were kids. As we grew more, it became a hang out place. It's where we privately talked about everything. In a location away from family and friends and just focused on us both. Right here was were we confessed out first kiss, first time and many more. So many wonderful and heart breaking confessions has happened under this very tree. Maybe... Just maybe.. Here is where I'll confess I'm pregnant.

It's now or never, right?

He's leaving soon, and he deserves to know.

"Don't be shy!" Justin smiled up at me. I didn't notice he was already sitting on the blanket, tapping the spot next to him. I smiled back and sat beside him, letting him wrap his arm around me. When he pulled me close, I felt his body warmth and felt as if I was safer than ever. This is a feeling I'll always remember. To be safe inside his arms.

"Jamie.." he whispered my name on my ear. I turned to look at him. "Look." He pointed towards the sky. I followed his signal and gasped. We were sitting in the most perfect view of the park to watch the sunset. I remember we used to watch it go down all the time as we had all kinds of different and long conversations.

"Oh my god, Justin... It's beautiful, like it's always been," I said, tearing up.

"Like you..." Justin blushed. Me? Always been beautiful? Really, how long has he loved me? I bet I started loving him first than he began his love for me.

"I love you," I said sincerely, pecking his lips. He pulled me close and kissed my cheek.

"I love you more," he replied. Love me more? Is that even possible? Well I'll never finish that thought because I was interrupted by Justin's lips on mine. He immediately asked for entrance and I accepted, inserting my tongue in his mouth. We made out for a long while, pressing our bodies together. But as much as I didn't want to pull away, I had this voice in my head telling me the night's coming soon, and Justin will be gone before I know it. I need to tell him.

I need to.

"Justin," I spoke, pulling away. He leaned back and looked at me. "There's something you have to know before you leave," I gulped. This is definitely not gonna be easy.

"Tell me. We've confessed everything under this tree, I think I can take more," he encouraged me to proceed. But it just wasn't that easy. I'm just gonna have to come out with it. Come clean and rip the bandage right off.

"It's just... I'm--"

If I was your boyfriend, I'll never let you go..

Why is it that Justin's phone always rings when I try to tell him? It's Scooter, isn't it? He always interrupts. I mean, I love that man but c'mon, gimme a break.

I can take you places you ain't never been before...

"I'm so sorry, I really need to take this," Justin excused himself. I nodded understandingly as he answered. "Hello?"

His voice made him sound irritated which, in a way, made me smile. It means he's annoyed that we were interrupted again. Maybe he wants to know what's been bugging me since this morning. He has no idea..

"Uh huh... Wait, WHAT?! Since WHEN!? Damn it, ok I'll be there in 5!" he practically shouted into the phone.

"What's going on?" I asked curiously. Justin packed up everything and took my hand.

"There's no time, I'll explain on the way there," he rushed his words, dragging me out of the park. I struggled to keep up with him and before I knew it, I was in his car.

As he started the car up, I brought it upon myself to ask my question again. "What's going on?" I repeated, once we were on the road again. It wasn't fair that we didn't even get to eat the picnic food.

"Somehow, I got booked for another concert pretty early. We need to be there urgently so I'm flying out ASAP. The guys are parked in front of your house, waiting for our return so they can take me where I need to be on time. This means I'm leaving a bit sooner than I thought but I DO love you, Jamie and I'll miss you," he explained everything. Crap, I still need to tell him. It has to be before he leaves, it just HAS to.

I blinked once and I saw we were suddenly parked in front of my house. There was a huge black van which meant Scooter and the others are there. Kenny rushed out of the van and looked at us.

"Open the door, we need Justin's luggage," he said in a hurry. I didn't wanna make the guy mad so I ran to my front porch and opened the door. Kenny went in to go and transfer Justin's bag into the van. Scooter yelled in the background for Justin and Kenny to 'hurry the hell up or they're gonna be late'. Well fuck that, I'm getting this out of my system and I'm getting it out now.

"Justin!" I yelled, running back to where he stood on my front yard. "Don't forget me.." I said my famous catchphrase I already mentioned I say every time he leaves, and he kissed my lips lightly. I think Scooter saw a glimpse of us and was in shock. I knew very well what he was thinking. He was thinking Justin is cheating on Selena. What makes me feel worse, though is that it's the truth, in a way.

"Never ever, ok? Love you," he said, as Kenny ran back to the van with Justin's stuff. I felt so pressured to tell him. I was, after all, being rushed. But when Justin turned to calm Scooter's constant shouting, I got scared he was leaving me.

"Wait!" I yanked Justin's arm back to make him stay. "I need to tell you what I was gonna say before Scooter called."

"Make it quick, babe."

"You remember what happened the night you arrived?" I asked, speaking quickly.

"Of course, how can I forget? We had sex..." he gave me a light smile.

"About that, though.. I'm.. I'm pregnant, Justin. I'm carrying your baby," I came out with it.

FINALLY, it came out. Finally he knows the truth, and I won't feel guilty that I didn't tell him. However, from the expression he held on his perfectly formed face, I was beginning to actually regret it. He turned pale, his face was blank, but still clearly completely shocked. I knew he wasn't expecting it, and I still don't know how he'd react.

"God dammit, Justin, hurry the hell up!" Kenny shouted, stomping towards us and dragging Justin away. He was thrown into the seats of the van and Scooter and Kenny both said a polite and quick goodbye to me before driving off. The last thing I saw was Justin's intense stare. How is he handling it?

I wanted a reply. I wanted to hear some words back from him.

But I never did.