Chapter 23

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Kid in Love by Shawn Mendes


Rosalinda's Pov

I woke up feeling too hot as if a boiler had been stuck to me, my eyes flutter slightly as a few cracks of light shone through Justin's satin curtains. I turned my head slightly to see Justin's warm body draped round mine like a vine. 

He shifted slightly in his sleep burying his head further into the crook of my neck. Running my hands through his hair slightly he let out a groaning noise pulling my small body closer to his large one.

I tried my hardest not to giggle stroking his soft cheek with the back of my index finger, his cheeks perked up into a small yet shy smile and I knew he was awake. 

Giggling slightly he pulled me closer to his body again leaving a small kiss on the blade of my shoulder.

"Let me get up, I can make us breakfast" I turn my body over so I'm facing his beauty, he shakes his head nuzzling his nose into my shoulder.

"Nope, it's too early, time to cuddle" his raspy morning voice is so sexy yet so cute. Justin's eyes stay shut and I admire him as his long lashes play over his little cheeks that hold cute beauty marks spread over them in random places.

"It's time for me to eat, cause I'm hungry" I smirk kissing his cheek and he blushes slightly hiding his face in his pillow. You would think how many girls swoon over Justin that he wouldn't be so insecure but he's much more shy than you would imagine.

He finally loosens his grip on my body and I smile slightly before pulling his crisp white sheets from my body. I get up picking up Justin's grey jumper on the floor before pulling it over my head.

I feel a cold breeze on my legs from being in a warm bed and regret wearing my pyjama shorts to bed.

My feet pad against the wooden floorboards as I make my way into Justin's living area where he has his insanely huge kitchen, dining area and front room with his expensive sofa, television, pool table and amazing view over Vegas. 

I will never get over how rich and successful Justin is, but he works for it so I'm not complaining.

I enter the kitchen opening up his two door silver fridge picking out, eggs, bacon, cheese, sausages, butter and left over beans before placing them on the side next to the stove. 

I pick up some white bread ready to make some toast for me and Justin. I place the sausages and bacon in a pan before putting the beans in a saucepan on the stove and the eggs in another pan.

After a few minutes of keeping an eye on the food I jump as I feel two strong, tattooed arms snaked round my waist from behind me. I gasp slightly at the shock before feeling Justin's chest vibrate against my back as he laughs at my reaction.

"Morning beautiful" he whispers huskily in my ear before pecking my cheek and I blush slightly. It's so strange to be this way with Justin as for nearly a month we had been so confined to being friends without wanting to admit our feelings. 

But I couldn't be more happier with somebody than I have ever been before. He makes me feel so comfortable and makes me feel like I don't need to wear make up or always look fabulous.

"I could of burned myself then!" I gasp at him mockingly trying to make him feel bad and he smirks slightly.

"On the bright side, we would of had good food, it smells wonderful" Justin comments and I pretend to be offended placing my hand on my heart before smiling at him.

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