cant catch a break (jbff)

chapter 12

Sunlight streamed into the open window almost like a natural wakeup call. 

My eyes fluttered open, and I looked around, remembering where I was and what had happened the day before. My head was sore as hell, but I shrugged. At least I didn't die. I shifted under the bed covers, only to be stopped by arms wrapped around me. Biting my lip, I looked under the covers to see two arms wrapped around my stomach. 

I looked over, and saw Justin asleep, snuggled into the back of my shoulder blades. I smiled faintly, and tried to move quietly. Today was the day when the mansion owner would come home...It would be extremely awkward, but hey, FOOD. My stomach has been whining and growling for two days. I have never been so hungry in my life. I stretched my arms outward, and then eased back into the bed sheets. I had to say, that was probably the best night of sleep I had ever had. Who knew that cuddling could affect your sleeping? I smirked, and finally lost all my paitence.

I reached down and slowly unraveled Justin's arms, and slid out of his grasp. His eyes instantly shot open, and looked at me innocently.

"Hi." I giggled. He smiled at me.

"Hey." He rasped back, his voice still groggy with sleep.

Dear lord I found that attractive.

"Sleep well?" I asked politely.

"Like a baby." He replied, smirking at me. I sat up, and yawned, closing my eyes. Justin took this opportunity to launch at me, and pull me down onto the bed yet again.

"Hey!" I shrieked, my voice muffled by the pillow below me.

"I wasn't done cuddling." He replied casually, pulling me to him.

I turned so I was facing him, our noses only inches apart.

"Well, hate to break it to you Bieber, but your little mansion friend is coming home today." I said, tapping his nose before slowly easing up again.

Justin grabbed my arm and pulled me back down, in the same position before.

"Well, hate to break it to you Turner, but I wasn't done cuddling!" Justin said, mocking me with the nose tap. I rolled my eyes playfully, and laid there, as we both kinda studied each others features.

"What's going to happen after all this?" I suddenly blurted out, the thought glued to my mind and wouldn't leave unless I asked.

Justin bit his lip.

"I don't know.." He admitted. I sighed, looking away.

"Hey, hey.... We still have my bet I have to finish.." Justin said, gently grabbing my chin with the tip of his finger, and pulling it to face him. My face brightened instantly.

"You mean...you're still going to do it?!" I asked excitedly. Justin nodded, a small smile placing on his lips.

I sat up, and so did he. I squealed, and hugged him. He giggled and I pulled away.

"You give good hugs." He complimented. I raised an eyebrow.

"Good hugs?" I asked, slightly confused. He nodded.

I shrugged.

"Alrighty then.!" I said, smirking. Getting up, I moved to the bathroom to check my reflection. 

I looked like a homeless person that got attacked by a T-rex and raped by a fish.

Groaning, I pulled at my hair, trying to brush it with my fingers and make it look kind of decent. I finally gave up, and put my hair in a high pony tail. I studied my face, and turned on the faucet. I splashed water on my face, and wiped it off with a nearby towel. I swiped my index finger under my eye to rid the excess mascara/eyeliner. I bit my lip, and stepped back to examine myself in the mirror. I've been in the same clothes for two days now. And I am starting to throw a bitch fit over it. I feel nasty.

"What are you doing in here?" Justin asked, stepping inside the bathroom. I shrugged.

"Just trying to make myself look decent." I replied simply, turning so I could face him.

"You look beautiful as it is, you don't need to worry." Justin replied. I 'awed' to myself quietly. That was sweet.

"Thanks Justin." I said, smiling at him and kissed his cheek before walking out.

I sat on the bed, bored. I guess now all we had to do was wait.

It had been about 2 hours and Justin and I were completely bored. Basically all we did was talk, mess around, laugh...and yes, I admit, we did kiss once or twice. Now, we sat, doing nothing on the bed, until we heard a door opening and closing. I shot up on my feet, and Justin did too. We both exchanged a glance before rushing to the door and pounding on it.

"Hello?!" I called out.

"Hey! We are locked in George!" Justin yelled. Footsteps were head toward the door, and finally the door unclicked, and it swung open.

"What the hell are you guys still doing here?" The guy sputtured. He seemed about 3 years older then Justin, he had black hair and piercing blue eyes. His nose had a piercing and so did his lip. I bit my lip, this guy was damn attractive.

"We got locked in here for 2 days. Someone locked us out from the outside." Justin explained. George laughed, then looked past him, at me.

"You have a lady here." He stated. Justin nodded, but stepped in front of him.

"Taken." Was all he said. I raised my eyebrow, and my mouth gaped. Taken? What?!! Hell no! I am not taken, come at me George!

"Ah. Well, come downstairs and get your crap, I have people coming over soon." George said, his voice tinted slightly with dissapointment. My heart raced. He was dissapointed.?!

Woah Crystal, calm down. You are just a bit slap happy from being locked in.

I quickly sped down the stairs and to the place were the shots were. Expecting my phone to be gone, a miracle happened before me. My phone was in the same place, untouched. I quickly picked it up and pressed the home button. My phone buffered for a few seconds then a mass load of texts raced into my feed.

Lily: Where the fuck are you!

Lily: You okay? I can't find you anywhere!

Lily: Answer your phone!

Lily: OKay, well, Text me if you actually care,  bitch.

Tiffany the whore: Heeey bitch. Heard you slept with Justin? Hah. Whore.

Mom: Honey, Lily called me about six times, where are you?

MY heart sank. Lily called my mom? Mom?! 

She's not supposed to answer her phone, let alone talk to random people she barely knows! After all, she did work on base.

I bit my lip, and quickly sent Lily a text.

Me; So sorry hon! I'll explain everything later, Will be home in a few.

I turned, to see Justin and George gone. The house was eerily quiet. I looked around, and then finally to the front door. I unclicked the lock, and stepped outside, the sun shining on my hair. Peering out over the brightness, my heart lept to my throat.

No car was in the parking zone. George's was in the garage, but Justin's was no where to be seen.

I bit my lip, and realization dawned on me.

He left me.