Allured {Book #1 Lilly & Justin Series} *Justin Bieber Fanfic*

Fooling Around

Lily’s Point of View:

My fist was hosted underneath my chin as I sat silently in the living room. The only company I had was a tall glass of merlot and the moon light peaking in and out of the drape curtains. Which was pleasant feeling since I hadn’t had much time alone.

It gave me time to think, to infer, to gather my thoughts. Most of my thoughts particularly aimed towards the idea of Scott having an affair. It would have never crossed my mind if Justin hadn’t touched upon the subject.

If this theory was true. I wondered who could she be. Was the other women someone that Scott works with?

Perhaps I could have even met her before. As many banquet and events I’ve been dragged too, I could easily been face to face with the enemy. I soon began to ponder on what she looked like.

Did her looks outshine mine? Was she tall, short, curvy, or slim? Most of all what made her a better companion. What missing piece did she have to puzzle that I didn’t?

I could of sworn on my mother’s grave that I’ve done everything within my willpower to keep Scott a satisfied man. The thought of him to cheating enraged me. It made my skin crawl to think that she may have been inside of my home. Sitting directly in the chair I’m in now.

I shivered. Maybe I was overacting. It could be a possibility that it was my guilty conscience acting out since I’m the one whose is pursuing an affair.

But Scott has been acting this way for months now. He’s still in the wrong more than I am. Although it didn’t hurt to wonder or ask.

Before the thought slipped away, the screeching sound of the door being swung open caught my gaze. Stood there just the man I wanted to speak to. I raised an eyebrow while taking a long sip of wine before setting it down on the marble table beside me.

He hadn’t noticed my presents. I timidly rolled my eyes while clearing my throat. Scott jumped as he didn‘t expect me to be awaiting for him. Usually I‘m upstairs into the deepest slumber, but I couldn‘t sleep this off. Not this time at least.

“Jesus Lily, you almost gave me an heart attack.” Scott said taking away his hand that grasped his chest using it to flick on the light. Oh the irony of that statement, as roles of waiting in the dark have switched.

Scott sense something wrong which indeed surprised me since he has never been good at charades. “What are you doing up in the middle of the night? You’re usually sleep around this time.” Scott spoke up, throwing his blazer freely which made a perfect landing on to the couch.

As Scott stepped forward into the light, it gave me an opportunity to exam him. Particularly for any traces of lipstick that lingered on his collar. Buttons missing from his shirt.

Ruffled hair that could have been disheveled by the mystery woman running her fingers through it. Or any lose strains of hair that couldn’t have belonged to me.

I made mental note to check the blazer while he wasn’t looking later on. Fortunately nothing seemed out of the ordinary, but that didn’t mean he didn’t perfect his skills over the course of time.

“I couldn’t sleep.” I simply said, hoping it would lead him into wanting to know more. Knowing Scott he would think nothing more of the subject. If I didn’t elaborate, he didn’t care to observe deeper.

“And why is that?” Scott slightly picked up his foot only to place back down on the ground beneath him. “Because it would me nice to have you there beside me every once in awhile.” I added as much sass I could without the effects of my accent screwing it up.