Burning ✔

Chapter 16-Those Lips I Got Slapped For Kissing

Chapter 16-Those Lips I Got Slapped For Kissing

I walked into the garage and grabbed the key that was on a nail hanging on the wall. I turned around looking at Justin, who had a confused look on his face, with a smirk on my face while twirling the key around my finger.

I clicked on the button on the key unlocking the black truck. I hopped in the driver's seat and Justin hopped in the passenger's seat. I revived the ignition, backed out of the garage and was soon speeding down the road. I know where the mall is, I've came enough times to Chicago before to know where most of the things were.

The whole drive was silent, and no it wasn't awkward and it wasn't comfortable either, we just fell in silence. We finally reached the mall, I parked the truck in an empty parking spot. I pulled out the key, hopped out of the truck, Justin did the same and then I locked the car before we started walking towards the mall.

We were walking side by side, but there was still this small distance between us and trust me I'm not only talking about the physical distance. It's like we're so close yet so far away, if that even makes sense. Paparazzi suddenly appeared out of nowhere and started snapping pictures of us while bombarding us with questions.

Justin quickly grabbed my hand and started running as fast as he could towards the mall. I looked down trying to hide the smile that just crept to my face. I felt these electric shocks again when his hands held mine tightly. The pap were still running after us, I want to actually thank them because thanks to them, Justin held my hand.

I know that I used to pull my hand out of his grip every time he held my hand, but I just missed it when he would hold my hand. Justin kept running quickly into the mall trying to dodge everyone that was on our way. I tried not to stumble or fall, I was thankful that I didn't actually wear a dress, skirt or heels. I'm glad with my choice of clothes today, he suddenly ran inside of a shop pulling me along with him.

He pulled me hiding behind a rack of dresses as the paparazzi stopped right in front of the shop, looking from left to right in search for us. They finally left when the security came and asked them to leave. I heard Justin sigh in relief from beside me.

"I can't believe this" I breathed with slightly wide eyes.

"Yeah, it was pretty crazy" he said trying to catch his breath.

"No, I meant I can't believe how beautiful this dress is" I said in awe as I pulled a dress off the rack admiring it.

I looked at Justin to find him shaking his head in amusement while chuckling. I shrugged with a small smile before looking through the rack full of dresses. I then headed towards the changing room with alot of dresses in my arms. For the next hour, I kept trying on different dresses and going out to show them to Justin who was slouching on a leather chair infront of the dressing room.

He looked bored out of his mind, but being the kind and nice person that I am, I kept trying almost every clothing I can get my hands on just to piss him off, and then maybe just maybe he'll start annoying me again. As much as the annoying Justin pisses me off, but I can't help but miss this annoying side to him.

I ended up not taking everything that I've been trying on. I mean even if they were super cute and I wanted to buy them all, I think that my closet might explode if I bought so much, it barely has any space left and my closet is huge. Of course, not as huge as Justin's walk-in closet, but it's still huge. Maybe I would be putting some of my stuff in the closet of the guest room that's next to mine.

All I took was three dresses, two skirts, one pair of pants, a pair of really cute stilettos and a navy blue ramper. And I may or may have not grabbed two pairs of short shorts that were really irresistible on our way to the cashier. But, see? That's it, I didn't get anything else.