Chapter Fourteen

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He walked you inside, closing the door behind himself.
You began to take your shoes off, but he stopped you.

Justin- don't worry about those..
You- uhm.. I don't wanna get your house dirty..
Justin- take a look around.. it's not the cleanest as it is..
You shrugged.
You- it's perfectly fine.. as long as you're comfortable in right?
He nodded.
Justin- I suppose..
He chuckled.
Justin- so you hungry?

He walked over his hallway, motioning for you to follow him.
You slipped off your shoes anyway, ten followed.
You caught up to him, walking side by side.
He glanced down at your feet, then back up to you.

Justin- I thought I said you could keep them on..
You- you did.. but I'd rather not walk all over your house with my shoes on..
He smirked slightly.
Justin- goody goody huh..
You laughed.
You- not really..

You both continued to walk, until you made it to the kitchen.
Justin- so what would you like my dear..
You gave him a questioning look.
Justin- what?
You- my dear?
Justin- I was only saying..
He looked down, annoyed with himself.
Justin- I'm really sorry.. slips off my tongue..
You- it's alright..
You nodded slowly, kind of in an awkward position.

Justin- yeah.. so what would you like?
He walked more in the kitchen, opening up the cupboards.
Justin- I don't have that much, I'm sorry..
He continued to open them all.
Justin- take a look..

You walked up to them, looking inside of each one.
He made his way over to his fridge, opening that up as well, and looked around in it.
Your eyes got wide, as you noticed something in the cupboards.

You- what are these..?

You pulled out a package of joint wraps.
He turned, his eyes also getting wide, as he quickly snatched it away from you.

Justin- wait okay..
You- I will..
He sighed nervously, hiding it behind his back.
Justin- I'm sorry.. I'm so sorry.. I'm trying to stop, I swear to god..
You- shh.. just explain..
Justin- I'm trying.. for you..

You just stared at him.

You-for me?

Justin- for us?.. when I met you.. honestly.. you've given me like.. a whole new view of life.. like you know I dropped out of school.. I made some bad decisions.. this was clearly one of them.. years and years of this.. bit look..

He gluped, reaching out and taking you by the hand.

Justin- I'm gonna stop.. I want this..

You were speechless.

Justin- well I mean.. that was my intention.. in the beginning..

He let go, and ran his hand through his hair.

Justin- god.. I'm sorry.. I'm so sorry y/n.. I keep doing this to you..
You- doing what?
Justin- this.. like.. I see so much for us.. but yeah I mean..
You- ohh..

You both stood there awkwardly.

Justin- it's hard for me..
He finally spoke up.

You- what is..?
Justin- this.. last night.. then this..
You- I don't really understand..

He rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

Justin- like.. we shared a really intimate moment together.. like it was intimate you know?

You covered your ears.
You- I get it..

He giggled slightly.
Justin- virgin ears.. I forgot you were eighteen..

You removed your hands.
You- actually.. not really..

He cocked his head, like he always seemed to do when he was confused.

You- I've had s*x before actually..

He just stood stunned.

Justin- are you serious..?
You- and you haven't?
Justin- god..

You crossed your arms, sticking out a hip jokingly, yet a little offended.
It seemed to you that he was being a little judgmental, but you couldn't tell for sure.

You- huh..?
Justin- so what.. I'm sure that was nothing to you then huh.. last night with me?
You- shut up Justin.. why do we always have to fight..

He rolled his eyes, tapping his foot on the ground.

Justin- cause..
You- cause why?
Justin- so you've had s*x before me?

You closed his cupboards.

You- I'm not hung-
Justin- I'll make you something.. but answer me..
He interrupted.
You- Justin, why are you always like this? You always get angry with me..

He laughed a little, shaking his head.

Justin- I'm not angry with you..
You- okay..?

He took in a deep breath, realizing that you were right.

Justin- fine, sorry.. can we just talk about us at least?
You- well I wanted to..
He raised his hands up in surrender.
Justin- alright alright.. chill..
You- I wasn't really hungry anyway..
Justin- then lets go sit..

You turned, walking out of the kitchen, and to the living room.

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