"Justin stop!" I cried while laughing, he was trying to apply makeup and it wasn't working out.
"What am I not pretty?" He said sadly.
"Aw, no you're beautiful. You just don't need makeup to make you beautiful." I laughed.
"Thanks." He joined in laughing. I was basically done packing. I had packed my stuff for California in boxes and a suitcase for the rest of this week.
"You have a lot of stuff I don't know if I have enough room for you." Justin joked. I only had a couple boxes, I didn't have much.
"My room looks so empty." I got a bit sad, I'm gonna miss Canada.
"We can come back yanno? I'm gonna visit my mom." I didn't realize I said that out loud.
"I'd like that." It became quiet for a while as I finished up.
"I'll get someone to deliver your things to LA. Speaking of which, do you wanna order furniture online or wait till you get over there? For you room I mean." Woah okay slow down.
"I'm find with whatever is already there." I laughed it off. I didn't want him spending so much on me.
"Money isn't a problem if that's what you're worrying about." Okay so he can officially read my mind.
"No, I'm just okay with anything." I tried to sound believable.
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"Is your favorite color still your name?" Justin randomly asks as we sit lazily in his bedroom.
"Yeah, and yours?" I looked up at the ceiling.
"Same."
"This is boring. You're finally back home do you really wanna just laze around?" I asked. He groaned but sat up.
"I guess I do want to go see my grandparents."
"Then go." I laughed.
"But I don't wanna leave you alone." He said and our eyes met.
"I'll be fine go see your family. I've got some shopping to do anyway." I assured him.
"Shopping sounds fun." He smiled. I knew what he meant.
"Grandparents?" I reminded him.
"I'll go shopping with you then to my grandparents for dinner." He suggested. This kid always had a plan to get what he wanted.
"Fine. Get ready." I said getting up to touch up my makeup and hair.
"Is what I'm wearing now not enough for you?" He pouted gesturing towards his sweats and long tee.
"No- I mean it is- I just-" I stuttered.
"I'm kidding." Justin laughed amused at watch me stutter. This boy drives me insane. After I let my straight hair out of its ponytail, I grabbed a pair of leggings and a grey crewneck that said 'I'd rather be sleeping' in large, black letters. Along with a gold watch that was fake of course, I'm not rich.
I rolled up the sleeves and took one last look in the mirror of the bathroom. I was decent. I walked out and called for Justin who was seated on the living room couch on his phone. Man I miss my phone. Justin made jokes about how they weren't going to give me my phone back which I figured was true.
"Okay, there's one thing I need to do. Stay here, I'll be back soon." Justin said and quickly walked away with his shades on and hoodie still up. I hope he doesn't get mobbed, I'm claustrophobic. I searched through the racks and found a cute crop too that said 'belieber' on it and laughed. I decided I was going to get it because why not. After about 30 minutes and a couple of clothing items later Justin returned with empty hands.
"Having fun?" He smiled big. What was he up to?
"I guess, what did you do?"
"Nothing, just looked around." He sounded suspicious as he spoke but I dropped the conversation.
"I'm done." I said and he followed me to the register.
"Your total is 41.78 , how are you going to pay that today?" The lady spoke. I began to search for my wallet.
"Debit." Justin said and swiped his card before I could even get my wallet out; stupid, messy purse.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"He's being a gentleman, appreciate it." The cashier lady spoked. I would appreciate you minding your own business, I thought.
"I have money." He shrugged it off.
"So do I." I said and rolled my eyes.
"Thank you, have a nice day." The women said and handed me the bag. I thanked her and we walked out.
"You didn't have to do that." I said as we made our way to another store of Justin's choice this time.
"But I did and it's over now." It grew silent.
"I'm just surprised no one has noticed you yet." I tried braking the tension.
"Me too, hey what do you think of this?" He helped up a shirt.
"Looks like every other shirt you own." I shrugged.
"Thanks you're so helpful." He said sarcastically. I looked through the racks and found him a nice shirt.
"I like this one better." I smiled with pride.
"Okay not bad." He said taking it from me.
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