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I flew up from under the covers, gasping for air and covered my mouth with my hand, muffling the scream that had escaped me lips and felt Justin's hand on my back, slipping around to my waist where he pulled me back into him, kissing my temple over and over as I calmed myself down, my face rested in the crevice of his neck.
"I'm sorry." He whispered to me, running his hand on my back.
"It's ok." I whispered, quickly wiping my eyes.
"Staying here isn't helping." He said against my head.
"Justin, it's only until I'm better."
"No, I mean it's not helping you to be here not leaving, checking behind your back every five minutes when a noise is heard in the house."
"Then what do I do?"
"What if we go away this weekend? Just you and me."
"Where?"
"You let me worry about that about that baby, ok?"
"Ok." I nodded, snuggling closer to him and caught my breath, his hand stroking my hair down to my back.
"Come back and lay with me."
He scooted back, holding out his arm to give me room to put my head on his chest, running my fingers along his tattoos with a sniff.
"I love you." He spoke against my forehead, my leg weaving its way in between his as he took hold of my hand.
"I love you too." I pecked his chest, slowly shutting my eyes. "Hey Justin?"
"Hmm?"
"Will you sing to me?"
"I'd love to." I felt him smile, both of his arms wrapped around my shoulders.
"Cause I don't wanna lose you now
I'm lookin' right at the other half of me
The vacancy that sat in my heart
Is a space that now you hold
Show me how to fight for now
And I'll tell you baby, it was easy
Comin' back into you once I figured it out
You were right here all along..."
I smiled, nuzzling my face farther into his chest as I fell asleep.
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Next Weekend
"Please, stop worrying about the girls." Justin said as he took our bags of the trunk, pressing the button on the side and stepped forward, giving me a look as he tilted his head down.
"I'm sorry," I groaned. "We've never been away from Aria for-"
"I know, but she's fine. They're both fine."
"Sorry."
"Stop apologizing," He chuckled, tilting his head down and captured my lips.
"S-"
"Babe." He warned putting his finger against my lips.
"Let's go inside." Blushing, I tried to take my bag from him, but he shook his head, grinning at me as he tugged me to the familiar cottage, sitting his bag down to unlock the door, which I snatched up, recieving a glare from his eyes as he pushed the door open with his foot.
