Catching Feelings

10

Fredo shakes me awake the next morning "Hey...Bobbi...wake up!"
I groan and roll over "Whhhhyyy?" I whine "It's so early..."
"Dude its insane outside! We had to stop and get a hotel...there's a crazy blizzard going on!Come check it out!"
I stretch and crawl out of bed. He's entirely too hyper for this early in the morning. I find him staring out the bus window with his book bag on his back already. "Check this shit out..."
He's right it's pretty insane, everything is blanketed in white. "Wow it's beautiful...I haven't seen this much snow in a long time. There must be a foot out there."
He nods in agreement "Yea and Harold (the bus driver) said it's supposed to keep coming down like this the rest of today and tonight..." His eyes widen "They're calling for three feet of snow!"
I feel giddy like a little kid. I love snow and haven't seen snow like this since I was kid back home in PA. "Where's Kenny and Justin?" I say to him while we both still stare out the window.
"Kenny is inside getting everything settled with our rooms...Justin is still sleeping."
The thought of Justin makes me remember last night which I had briefly forgotten in my haste to get out of bed. How the fuck am I going to face him today? What am I going to say? I don't think I have ever been put in a more awkward position in my life and am grateful that we will be in a hotel today and not in such close quarters. I'm just going to pretend like nothing happened for as long as I possibly can.
Moments later Kenny climbs back onto the bus "Hey guys...we can go check in now. We will be here probably 2 days...unfortunately tonight's show had to be postponed but everything is shut down so..."
"Justin isn't going to be happy..." Fredo says packing up his laptop.
Kenny just shrugs since there isn't anything anyone can do about it. "You wanna go wake him up Bobbi?"
I stammer and quickly come up with an excuse "Uh huh, Fredo gets to deal with his grumpy ass...not me. I'm not telling him we had to cancel."
Fredo looks over his shoulder and gives me a thanks a lot look as I go about getting my things together.
A half an hour later I have successfully packed and checked into my room without having to cross Justin's path. I was off the bus before he even woke up. I'm excited to find I have the hook up...fireplace...fully stocked bar and a Jacuzzi tub, being snowed in isn't going to be that bad after all.
A few hours later I'm laying on the couch by the fire reading a book when I decide to check my phone, it hasn't rang in hours and I find that extremely odd. There's a tap on my door though minutes later. I knew the silence was too good to be true. Its Justin...I take a deep breath and mentally tell myself this is no big deal and to act completely normal. When I open the door I find him on the other side looking hot as hell as usual. What is it with this kid? I don't get it!
"Hey Justin, what's up?"
He strides past me and sits down on the couch I was just occupying "Nothin' much...just bored...you up for some fun in the snow?" I'm completely surprised by the fact that he is acting as if nothing happened as well, hell maybe he was sleepwalking and completely forgot.
"Um just us or..."
He looks up at me with a devious little smile and his voice takes on a low tone "Is that what you want?"
I stammer a bit "No...I ...I just wasn't sure."
He smirks "Nah...Fredo is dying to nail me with a snowball."
"Yea okay...let me just get ready real quick." Shit what a relief. Thank god I think to myself.
***
I prop my feet up on the coffee table "I'll just wait here..." I catch her eye and wink "unless you need some help."
She looks flustered "What? Why would I need help?"
"I just meant do you have everything you need?" Lie. "You know, snow clothes."
She laughs and makes a face "Snow clothes? What exactly are snow clothes Justin?"
I grab a throw pillow and throw it at her, missing purposely "Shut up...you know what I mean."
She picks it up and throws it back "Quit tearing shit up...and no, I'm covered for 'snow clothes'."
She gives me another smile and heads into the bedroom, closing the door behind her...she looks relieved, and of course I know why...but I'll play along and pretend nothing happened if that's what she wants.
"Hey..." I call towards the closed door.
"What?" she answers right away as if she's been waiting for me to say something.
"So I was thinking it might be smart to form some sort of alliance...just to be sure I win this thing."
She pulls her door open a crack and pokes her head out "What thing?"
I tilt my head back out the couch and look at her "The snowball fight that's bound to happen. Kenny and Fredo gang up on me like dicks. You got me B?"
She rolls her eyes "God you're so damn competitive. Yeah yeah yeah, I got you." She shuts the door without waiting for me to respond.
"Thanks baby, I knew you would." I wince a little, I hadn't intended to call her that...it just kind of slipped out.
She either doesn't hear me, doesn't mind, or has chosen to ignore me.
Ten minutes later she emerges, bundled to the hilt, pulling on a pair of hot pink gloves.
"What the hell are those?" I shake my head and point to her hands.
"Um, gloves J...they protect your hands from the cold. Aren't you from Canada?" She tilts her head with a sexy, snotty look that makes me want to pick her up and haul her straight back into the bedroom.
"You know I am. But that's not what I mean. Did Fredo pay you off? 'Cause there's no way we'll ever be able to hide and stake them out in the white ass snow with those fluorescent things on your hands." I stride out of her room without a word...make my way back to my room and grab her an extra pair of mine.
"Here." I tuck them under my arm and grab her hands, pulling her gloves off and tossing them aside. I start to slide the new pair on her hands but she takes them from me and says "I can put my own gloves on Justin." softly.
We start to head out but I can't help myself and turn back to her. I grab the sides of her hat, pull it down a little lower on her head and kiss her forehead "You look cute Bobbi girl."
"Come on...let's go kick some ass." I grab her hand without giving her a chance to give me hell for my behavior.
A couple of hours later, we've successfully won the snowball fight that could better be described as a war, exhausted ourselves enjoying the few feet of snow that blankets the area, and are dusting ourselves off in the hallway in front of her door.
She clicks open the door and holds it open for me with her foot after she walks through, without even asking if I wanted to come inside.
She pulls of the gloves and tosses them to me "Here are your stupid invisible gloves back." she smiles.
"Oh you know what...you can keep them, but only if you agree to trade me." I grab the pink ones that were discarded on the end table earlier and pull them on "These look better on me anyway, pink's definitely my color."
She bursts into laughter "Get your big fat hands out of my gloves, you're stretching them all out!"
I yank them off and toss them to her "Whatever, but you know my hands aren't fat...look at these things," I hold them up "Sculpted masterpieces...just like my face."
She rolls her eyes, "God you're full of yourself."
I run my fingers over my chin and flash her a perfect grin "Come on B...you can't deny it."
She pretends to be bored. "Deny what?"
"That I'm adorable, of course!" I give her another smile and dust my shoulders off dramatically.
"Oh...my...god." She drags the words out and shakes her head.
I shrug "Fine, don't admit it...but you know it's true."
I settle down onto the couch after I've pulled all my gear off and watch as she does the same...even the way she moves when doing everyday tasks does something to me.
She catches me watching her but quickly slides her eyes away from me.
I can tell by the way she's holding herself, slightly rigid and nervous, that she's thinking about last night...I've thought of little else all day.
The way she held on to me...sighing softly into my ear...I had almost had her, if she had let herself stay even a minute longer it would've been all over, she wouldn't have been able to stop, I know her well enough to be sure of that.
But the last thing I want to do is allow her to think about it long enough to become any more uncomfortable and ask me to leave so I decide to keep it light.
"So what's on the agenda Bobbi girl? Movie? TV? Charades?" I throw the last one in just to make her laugh.
"Charades?" she giggles.
"Oh yeah, I'm a beast at charades!" I exclaim enthusiastically.
"Well, you're good at everything..." she stops herself mid sentence, but it's too late.
Our eyes lock across the room "You're right...I am." She holds my gaze just a little too long and then recovers with a too loud "TV...let's do that. TV sounds good."
I nod and pat the couch with an innocent smile "Swag."
She laughs again "What's your deal with that anyway?"
"With what?" I ask, leaning back so she has room to stretch her legs over my lap.
"Swag."
"What do you mean what's my deal with swag? Swag is..." I think for a moment. "Swag."
"Swag is...swag? Wow thanks for clearing that up for me Justin." She gives me a sarcastic thumbs up. "Besides...I have more swag than you'll ever have."
I turn my head slowly in her direction and ask in a joking, menacing tone "What did you just say?"
She turns the TV on and answers without looking over at me "You heard me."
I tackle her against the couch, tickling her mercilessly as she screams and gasps for me to stop "Huh-uh no way...take it back B...I mean it!"
"Okay okay! You have more swag than me!" She laughs, wildly kicking her legs beneath me, trying to squirm away.
The minute I let her go she jumps up "Ha! I have WAY more swag than you!"
"That's it...you're done girl!" I jump to my feet as well as she lets out a little squeak of a scream and takes off down the hall, trying to close the bedroom door before I can get to her.
She doesn't succeed and I snatch her up, spinning her around over and over "Stop it...you're gonna make me sick!" she warns.
"Take it back B..." I spin her a little faster.
"Justin...stop, I think I'm going to throw up." She sounds serious so I stop and place her gently on her feet, she sinks to the floor carefully and holds her head in her hands.
I kneel down beside her "Shit...I'm so sorry Bobbi...hang on, I'll get you some water. Really, I'm sorry...I feel like a dick." I start to rise to my feet to get her some water and she crashes into me.
"I can't believe you fell for that!" She laughs triumphantly.
She pins me down...straddling my lap, holding my hands down at my sides.
"Say it..." She laughs. "Bobbi has more swag than me."
"No..." I refuse, working hard to keep my voice even as I watch her.
She adjusts her position a little and gives me a devious look "You better, I'm tellin' you Bieber, I can be mean when I want to."
"Can you?" I ask quietly "I don't believe you...show me."
She tosses her hair casually, but it falls right back into place, framing her face. "You don't want that..."
"Maybe I do..." I challenge, licking my lips as I watch her mouth.
She rocks against me gently, pressing her body into mine with just enough pressure to make my breath catch.
"Don't start something you can't finish B..." I warn.
She grinds her hips into my lap a little harder and bites her lip demurely.
"What do you think you're doing?" I ask in a slow teasing voice.
"Fucking with you..." She answers, but I hear it in her voice...there's more to it than that.
Our eyes lock together and she makes no move to stop me when I pull my hands out from beneath hers and grab her thighs, holding her in place while I lift up to meet her. Guiding her along as she rolls her hips in a way that makes me picture how perfect she would look moving over me at a gentle, unhurried pace if only she'd let me fuck her.
I watch her a little longer, she's moving faster now, tiny moans riding passed her parted lips on little puffs of air. She has to stop...I don't know what I'll do if this goes on much longer, if I'd be able to stop even if she asked me to.
I pull her down a little harder "Don't do this to me B...you have to stop." I order in an unconvincing whisper.
She moans again and the sound causes my eyes to grow heavy with pleasure "I can't..." she seems surprised by her own admission.
I wrap my left arm tightly around her waist and hold myself up in a sitting position with my right, increasing my pace.
She quickens hers to match mine immediately and leans down so that our faces are so close our noses brush together with every movement.
She wraps her arms around my neck tightly and calls my name softly.
I drop my head to her chest and then lift it back up to watch her "Fuck Bobbi...what're you doing to me?"
Her eyes suddenly widen in shock, her hips moving even more frantically and then sucks in a sharp breath, holding it. And then I know.
Though I'm still in a sitting position my hands fly to either side of her face as she presses down even harder against my cock as it strains painfully against my jeans "Shit B...do it. Fucking do it...cum for me...please..." I'm begging shamelessly but I don't care in the least, I want to watch her more than I've ever wanted anything.
A barely spoken "No..." seems to be all she can manage, but she makes no attempt to stop and only becomes louder...her sighs giving way to moans and gasps as she clutches me tighter, pulling me against her harder and harder though we couldn't be any closer.
"You already are..." I give her a little smile and try to pull her into a kiss, but she pulls back and won't allow it. She bites her bottom lip and then releases it and runs her tongue over her top...the sight alone making me groan with lust. "There you go baby girl...god, look at you. You're so fucking beautiful."
She loosens her grip on me slowly, her body relaxing against me...completely sure that I'd never let her fall. She fights to catch her breath and lifts her head to look at me.
For once, I'm completely speechless...all the times I've imagined seeing what I've just seen have done nothing to prepare me. I want her...I want her forever. I don't ever want to be without her.
She looks stunned and starts to push me away, but I won't allow it, so instead she begins to cry silently.
"This is stupid Bobbi..." I bury my face in the crook of her neck "No one's going to know. Who cares about everyone else?"
She doesn't respond and cries a little harder.
"Don't cry, come on..." I reach to touch her face but she just stares over my shoulder as though I'm not even there as her shoulders begin to shake with sobs.
"Get off." I order flatly.
She stands and looks terribly confused and the tears are spilling down her face even faster, but I don't care at this point. "Well sorry to have upset you Bobbi..." I call out as I stalk from the room. "It won't happen again."
I slam her door hard behind me and stomp down the hall to my own room without allowing myself to look back.