"Bieber!"
Justin spun around the moment he heard a little baby voice call him from the back. Dropping to his knees, he unfolded his arms and held them out for Jaxon to go enter. "Jaxo! I missed you, little bro! How are you? Have you been a good boy to mommy and daddy?"
I must admit it was awkward standing like this alone, but seeing the touching scene right in front of me was just enough to cover up the awkwardness. It was too adorable to be overwhelmed by something else that wasn't as much as important as this.
"Bieber!" Another voice called out, making my head snap up to look at a young girl, who somehow resembled Justin yet in another way, not. That must be Jazmyn.
Opening a free arm, Justin ushered her over where she willingly practically leaped into his arms and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. Oh, my god, this moment was too perfect, too precious, too priceless. I felt my eyes watering as my hands quickly found their way up to my mouth.
"Son, welcome home!"
Dear God, that must be Jeremy, Justin's dad. Man, Justin looked so much like him it's crazy. And with the tattoos and eyes? It wasn't difficult comprehending the fact that they were a pair of father and son. Damn, this is as crazy as it gets.
Pushing himself back onto his feet with both of his siblings seated on both of his arms, he flashed Jeremy a smile. "Hey, Dad," he glanced back at me and motioned for me to come over with his eyes, "Dad, I want you to meet my beautiful girlfriend, Juliet. Juliet, this is my Dad."
"Hi, Sir, it's a pleasure meeting you," I said, surprisingly with confidence, when his big brown ones, the ones that reminded me so much of Justin's, met my own brown ones.
"Oh! Call me Jeremy, sweetheart. I don't want to sound too fierce being addressed as 'Sir'. It's so good to finally meet you! My son here hadn't stopped talking about you―"
"Daaaaad," Justin rolled his eyes in annoyance, though the amusement written across his face betrayed him. "You're beginning to sound so much like Mom, it's crazy."
"Hey, don't blame me for being your Dad!" Jeremy shot back, sending both Justin and me laughing at once. The littles were clueless but, who could blame them when they're both so adorable? "Let's go in, guys. Wouldn't want any of us to catch a cold."
Moving in first, Justin slowly guided me down the long passageway before stopping to push a door open with his feet. The moment we entered the living room, a wave of warmth greeted me comfortably just as Justin knelt down to let the kids off to roam around in their really cozy home.
"I'm going to get them changed into more presentable clothes. We'll be back in ten minutes," Jeremy informed us after a moment, before scooping Jazmyn and Jaxon aero plane style into his arms. They were so adorable! I wish I could play with then because I love kids but I can't help being awkward around them.
Maybe it's the fact that I'm afraid of getting ignored by them if they get tired of me. I don't know. I don't really mind just watching them play or laugh, so.
"Come here," Justin patted his lap lightly after sitting down on the nearest sofa, motioning for me to sit on him, but I shook my head and refused to, in case we get walked in on.
"That's inappropriate, Justin. Especially since we're in your dad's house!" I scolded, scrunching my nose up.
"Juliet Beau, you better not make me go there, and make you come here," Justin warned menacingly, holding his index finger out at me as a warning, "you know what I'm capable of and you can't lie to yourself."
I let out a cough before gliding my way over to his lap, "Fine. But next time, I'm not gonna cave in anymore."
He threw his arms around my waist and pulled me in closer, resting his head against my chest as my arms made their way around his neck; my fingers getting themselves tangled in his light, brown hair.
"One day, we're gonna have many kids, as adorable as the littles," he mumbled after awhile, his breath sending tingles exploding on my insides. My heart melted under his touch, and his warmth but his words at times like these...
They never fail to make me feel tingly.
"Whoever said I'm gonna marry you?" I laughed out loud, giving his head a light, playful pat, "you wish, in your dreams."
"Well, you know I can always make you," he said, looking up into my brown eyes with his own reflective ones. "But seriously. I meant it when I said we would have as many kids as adorable as Jazzy and Jaxo. I know you're the one for me... And you of all people should already know that you can't escape from me."
I pressed my forehead lightly on his and flashed him a giddy smile because that's all I could force out at the moment. "Whoever said I'm gonna escape from you? I actually can't wait to rape you after we marry."
"Meh, it wouldn't be considered rape if I actually like it," he winked, before all of a sudden, his brown orbs darkened by a shade; his arms that were around me tightening slightly. "Can I... Kiss you?"
"But I've never kissed before..." I blinked, staring at him, hard. I was slowly becoming nervous and truth be told, the feeling was torturous. Is this it? Is this where I'm gonna lose my first kiss? "I don't know if I'm able to kiss you back..."
"Hey," he smirked, "I'm a good kisser. I'll teach you how to do that."
"I-I don't know..."
"Close your eyes," he whispered; his breath fanning over my lips lightly, sending goosebumps on my neck to rise. "I'll teach you."
Without further ado, I shut my eyes and tugged on the handful of hair that I'd managed to grab on the back of his head.
After a few seconds, I felt something warm and moist on my lips, that sent tingles spreading from my lips and through my veins.
I knew it was Justin's lips, but this is all so new to me that I was slowly beginning to freak out. Where was I gonna put my hands? When was I gonna move my lips like how they do in movies? How was I gonna breathe? What exactly was I supposed to do?!
Pulling away with a small chuckle, Justin rubbed my back up and down soothingly. "Clearly you're uncomfortable and uneasy kissing me in public."
I opened my eyes and hid my face in the crook of his neck, "I told you so. Can we do this at home? I'm so paranoid right now, it's ridiculous."
"There's a reason why I chose to ask you here..."
"Which would be?"
"I don't know if I can control myself if I kissed you at home—after all, we're both gonna be alone..."
"Do I look like I care?" I chuckled, despite how quickly my heart was beating in my chest. I wanted to hyperventilate so hard, but I had to keep it in to show him I wasn't afraid of sex like most girls are. Well, most girls that I know of, anyway.
"I'll hold you to your words then, baby."
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A Love Like Ours
Teen FictionJuliet Beau is your typical nerd. She's a bookworm, a total hopeless romantic, and a smartass. Then in comes Justin Bieber. To you, he may be just another pop singer who's pretty well known. But to Juliet? He's more than that to her. He's the love o...