Justin's POV

"You ready to go?" I ask Summer who just zipped her bag.

"Yeah." She turns to me.

Our flight going back to New York is in 3hours.

"How do you feel?" I ask her, still worried. "Feeling any better?"

"Yeah." Summer answers. "Don't worry about me."

"But, Summer--"

"Justin, it's okay." Summer cuts me off.

"Okay then." I say.

Summer and I headed out of the hotel and took a cab going to LAX. The ride going to LAX is quiet, too quiet and unbearable for me. But I let it slip, I want to give Summer some time and space. The news about her having a baby...