Chapter 12

I caught up to Justin finally, grabbing his arm. "Justin, wait, stop, Ryan was kissing me." He looked in my eyes, his still teary. "I would never believe that, Ryan is my best friend. You seemed more than interested from the day you met him." Justin pulled his arm away from my hand. "Justin, wait!" Justin just kept running. I came up to Chaz, smacking him in the face.

The girls around Chaz backed away, starting to leave. Ryan came bouncing back, "how could you? He was your best friend." I smacked Ryan in the face, crying. Ryan and Chaz shrugged, "He was whipped, he was to boring, it's not supposed to be like that." Chaz said, and I slapped him again. "So you went out and broke his heart and mine?" They looked guilty now, "That's what I thought."

I started to walk away, hoping no one would follow me. "It's a long way back to the hotel." They called, "Who said I was going to the hotel?" I called back at them. I started walking faster; I didn't need this right now.

I started in a pace, soon I was running. I needed to sort this out. I saw the hotel in the distance; I wanted to tell Justin what really happened. How his "best friends" did this to him for such a stupid reason. I groaned to myself, he'd never believe me and the guys would never spill to him.

I couldn't even begin to think of why they would hurt their friend like that, yeah we spent time together. That's what couples do, they need to get lives. He wasn't whipped, he was just in love, that's all it is, and I never told him what to do. Like they've never been head over heels in love?

I thought back to the kiss, was there more to it? Was being whipped another excuse, was I really that irresistible that I broke a friendship. Did Ryan really like me, he didn't Justin kiss me, he went for more. That kiss, it was weird. I kind of felt something. I slapped myself, what was I saying? I didn't like Ryan and he definitely didn't like me.

I walked into the hotel and went straight up to the floor, I went to my room, but looked at Justin's. I took a step forward, but then turned away. I wanted to wipe Ryan off my face.

I grabbed a wet towel and wet my face; I made a note, redo my makeup. I quickly did that and brushed my hair, I was tired, but I couldn't delay. My feet made up their mind and walked to the door. My hands decided too, they opened up the door and my feet kept walking. My hand knocked on the door. "Go away!" Justin called, "its Camille, I really want to talk." I heard movement in the room.

Justin opened the door, his eyes were red, he'd been crying. I'd never seen him this bad, I felt my heart crush. "Can we talk?" I begged. He let me in, I sat on the couch. "Justin listen, I didn't kiss him. Ryan kissed me, I'm not joking. I love you." I tried my best not to cry. His lips quivered. "They did it so we would break up; they said you were whipped for me. They said you were boring, because you were dating me." I sniffled, so did he, stepping a little closer,

"That's impossible; they'd never do anything so cruel."

"I'm not lying, just believe me."

"Why did you guys keep kissing after I left, running?" I looked at him shocked.

"We didn't keep kissing, Ryan tried to, but I pushed him back. He's lucky I didn't push him off." Justin laughed a little.

"I'm sorry, but I could never imagine them doing this because I was whipped, I wasn't even."

"Maybe Ryan really likes me, I mean, the way he acted on the tower."

"I think you should go now." I regretted bring it up.

I walked to the door and opened it up on Ryan. "What's wrong with you?" he yelled, I glared at him. "Nothing, what's wrong with you?" I yelled back.

I walked past them and into my room, I watched through my peephole as Justin let them in, too. I bet they were saying how I kissed him, how I kept kissing him, how this had been going on for a while, how after he left running I kept kissing him by the car, and other things that I didn't do. I hate Ryan and Chaz right now, how could they do this to us. We never did anything to them.

I could hear Justin scream, "Just go home!" then I heard a door slam. I looked out and saw Ryan and Chaz walk outside pissed. They jiggled my knob, "Go away Ryan." I said rudely. They unlocked the door and smiled at me.

"Hello how's life?"

"Horrible, how's yours?"

"Aw, that's too bad. I was wondering if, you know, I could have a good-bye kiss?" I shook my head.

"Hell no, is you serious?"

"Of course I'm serious, I want you. Don't I Chaz?" Chaz nodded.

"Get out!" I yelled at him.

"You don't want me?" I shook my head.

"You have problems; do you not know what it means to leave?"

"I'll be happy learn after I get my kiss." I shook my head.

"I told you to get out."

I grabbed his arm and turned him around, pushing him. "I like them feisty girl." I groaned and pushed harder. "I told you, if you kiss me, I'll leave." I groaned and he turned around. I groaned and nodded, I quickly kissed him.

Ryan pushed me towards him. "Stop!" I tried to say. He pushed me on the couch; I tried pushing him off me. "Baby, you know you want me." I shook my head, "Stop!" I said, still in the kiss. Justin came in, angrily. He threw Ryan off me, he helped me up. "I never want to see either of you again."

Kenny appeared and took the boys to their rooms, "Thanks Ken, okay, have a nice day." Kenny laughed and walked away, closing the door behind him. I looked at Justin, I was in his arms. "Thanks, I owe you one." Justin smiled, "Well I should get back." He let me go, "Wait Justin, are we still over?" He shrugged. "I don't know." He left me alone, very confused.