I Do Not Own Anything

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Three Months Ago

Justin P.O.V.

"I can't believe you scored us invites to Gigi's party!" I was jumping up and down with excitement. "Zeke how did you do it?!" My best friend shrugged his shoulders.

"I've been tutoring Gigi since January and she thought I was awesome enough to invite- nothing really." He was trying to be cool, nonchalant about the whole thing but I know Zeke and on the inside he was a mess. I take his lead to help him feel better.

"Yeah of course," I smirk inwardly. "So where is the Gigi in question?" Her house was a mob scene. Everywhere you looked there were people- specifically college and high school aged people. Gigi was no doubt the most popular person at Tribeca Prep but apparently also at Colombia and NYU. "This place is just like a nightclub."

"I know!" Zeke yelled as the music got turned up. "I'm going to go find her; you go and have fun- mingle. Soon these people will be your peers Mr. Early Acceptance." I shove him into the crowd as he mocks my courage.

Earlier today I sent in my application to NYU for Early Acceptance in their science department. I knew it was way early- I just finished being a junior in high school today, and that I probably wouldn't get in but I would have drove myself crazy if I waited until November to apply.

I made my way through the hoards of people and ear-shattering bass to the bar. It took me forever to find a soda in a bar filled with rum and beer, but I did it. I was admiring my work when I got a tap on the shoulder.

"Hey!" I turn around to see what I think is Harper. She looks different with her being all glammed out and glittery: short skirt, halter, blown out and wavy hair. It's taking me aback. "You got another one of those?" She nods toward my drink and I hand it to her.

"Drink up!" As she opens it, I return to fishing.

"What are you doing here? I didn't think you were the party-crashing type?" Harper jokes. I stop my deep ice diving to retort.

"Well if you must know your boyfriend got us in. Why didn't you tell me he was tutoring Gigi?" I yell. Her face falls and she appears hurt. "You okay?"

"Zeke is tutoring Gigi?" She asks blankly. Suddenly the music stops and Gigi's voice crackles over the microphone. She's standing on a grand piano and clearly drunk. It takes her a few seconds to gather her balance and cool.

"Hey everybody!" She chirps. "I want to thank you all for coming to my End of School Partay and thank you for all knowing that you can't be me!" This statement gets a lot of hoots and laughs. "I know, I know!" She laughs. "Anyhoo, I just wanted to give recognition to one guy who made this all possible because I was sure I would have to go to summer school instead of St. Barts this summer and that would be awful and that guy is Zeke!" Cheers of Zeke fill the room and my best friend appears on the piano next to Gigi."Here you go Zekey!" She kisses him with tongue. Big Tongue and Zeke doesn't fight her. The mob of partiers go crazy: they cheer for Zeke, laugh at Gigi and some start throwing plastic cups.

"Can you believe this Harper?" I ask in shock. I turn to her but only see a heap of glitter on the floor. She is balled up on the marble floor, the soda is spilled and there are tears running down her face.

Thinking quick, I go back to the bar and get a bottle of rum. "C'mon Harper." I pull her up and drag her off. Taking the stairs up we go to the last room on the left.

It's a giant bedroom, just like the one you would see in one of those Real Housewives shows. I knew Gigi was rich but not like this rich. There's a massive bed with a fireplace, fancy Greek statues and a huge bay window. This place is amazing! I hand Harper the bottle and jump on the bed. "Drink." I order, she obliges.

"He broke up with me." She releases after a minute of swigging. "Right after the bell rang as I helped him clean out his locker." She takes another drink. "That's why Alex dragged me here, she thought crashing Gigi's party and hooking up with a college guy would heal me." She drinks a lot more. "I mean the break up was one thing but now he's dating Gigi! Her! Was he cheating on me this whole time?" She takes a gulp of rum. "This November will have been a year since we started dating! Now though? What is it? What is it now Justin?!" I get up and ease her to the bed, grabbing the bottle from her.

"Slow down a bit Harper." The bottle is already half empty. "Have you ever had this before?" She shakes her head.

"No but the stage crew at my parents shows used to all the time." She hiccups. "Try some, it's really good." I drink some to catch up with her. It burns going down, but that feeling is soon relieved by the sensation of warmth. "See?!" She encourages with a grin before collapsing the rest of her body onto the bed. "I wish I could have seen that Zeke was into Gigi though."

"It's okay Harper," I help. "I mean I didn't see that Miranda was only into me because of my smarts and was using me to get a good grade." I sit beside her and take a mouthful of rum. "Yow!"

"But you didn't date Miranda for almost a year." She points hastily. "You didn't get those feelings that love was on the brink or close enough to taste the possibility that you had found your soul mate. The person that got you the most, the person that made you believe that anything can happen." Her eyes tear up. "You didn't get that far with Miranda and the room is spinning." She covers her face.

"I didn't get that far with Miranda, but I did with Juliet." I take a huge swig as she peeks between her fingers. "I got real close to that with her and then college got in the way- granted it's no Gigi but it still packs a punch to the heart." Harper sits up.

"If it helps, I think you were dumb to let her go." She giggles. "I'm sorry Justin but come on! You could still be with her- you had a chance and why is this room still spinning." Harper lies back down, clutching her head. "I don't remember the stage crew talking about spinning."

She was right. I let myself get in the way of me and Juliet. I was the reason I lost my soul mate and the possibility of love. Harper was right to laugh at me. I should have fought for her, ran after her but I didn't. I haven't. I finish the bottle and the room begins to spin. I join Harper and fall backwards. Side by side we were lying on the bed. Two people wallowing in the love that was lost.

"I have to get into NYU. Juliet doesn't go there but if I get in maybe she'll see my maturity and not care so much about the age difference." I explain to my drunken friend, who is clutching her face.

"Maybe," she hiccups, "You know what . . . I can't stay here . . . with Zeke . . . and Gigi!" She yells the name of her enemy. Working hard to find her balance, she stands up. "To Waverly Place!" I laugh and yank at her hand. She loses her stability and falls on top of me.

"Good luck walking when you can barely stand." I laugh.

"Darn your smarts Justin Russo!" She begins to tickle me and I lose it. So much so that my head jerks forward and our lips meet. It shocks us both. Her eyes bore down at me and mine at her.

"Sorry." She apologizes quickly. I look at her lips and I think of how warm they are, how soft. How they made me laugh and comforted me.

"Don't be." I kiss her and she kisses me.

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