Opposites Attract [COMPLETED]

Chapter Thirteen - Edited

Justin's P.O.V
I woke up to my head laying on what I soon found out was a bare stomach. For a minute my mind was unsure of where I was.

I didn't get drunk last night because my head wasn't pounding, I didn't fuck a girl last night, I knew that.

I look up to see Mason's beautiful, sleeping face. She looked so peaceful. It looks like we accidentally fell asleep last night. A smile instantly spread across my face, just being around her put me in a good mood.

I nudged my face into her stomach, taking in her scent. She smelled amazing.

I heard a tired moan escape from Mason's mouth as she tried to roll over. I may or may not have found that arousing. I bit my lip, trying to hold in a moan of my own.

I sighed, I felt at peace as I took in the surroundings of Mason's bedroom. She had clear, white walls to match her white bedsheets on her double bed. Also, what looked like a very imaginative painting of Elvis Presley took a small space on one of her four walls. Just like in her living room, she had personal photos on her walls.

I debated whether to wake Mason up, maybe with a few kisses, or wait for her so she could sleep a little more.

I decided on going downstairs and making her breakfast simply because I knew that'd put me in her good books.

I slowly got up from laying on her stomach, making sure not to wake her in the process. I walk towards the bedroom door and heard Mason moving about on the bed. I turned to look at her and saw she had curled up into a ball and was snuggling with a pillow. I chuckled at her before turning and walking out of her bedroom.

When I got downstairs and into the kitchen, I was lost. Where does she keep everything? Does she even have anything in that I could make her?

I looked around to see what ingredients she had and I decided that I should make her a fruit salad with yoghurt. Hoping she'd enjoy it.

I started cutting up strawberries, bananas, berries and every other fruit you can think of, and put them into a bowl.

I hissed in pain when the knife slid off the strawberry and hit my thumb.

"Shit." I mumbled.

I saw blood begin to appear. I walked over to the sink and turned the cold tap to the right and placed my thumb underneath it. I could feel my thumb going numb under the ice cold feeling.

When the fruit was in the bowl and the yoghurt was added- added on top of all the fruit and half of it down my shirt- I was pleased with how it had turned out.

I decided on adding two slices of toast to her breakfast; in case the fruit and yoghurt wasn't enough for her. A girls got to eat. I thought.

I put two slices of bread in the toaster and pushed the lever down and moved into the main room of her apartment to turn on the TV.

An episode of Friends instantly popped onto the screen, causing me to involuntarily grin and plop down onto the couch. My eyes tried to avoid the sight of Mason's cat in the corner.

It wasn't long before my nose got the sensation of a burning smell, I shot to my feet when I realised it was the toast. The smoke alarm rang through the house and caused my ears to fill with a ringing.

"Piss, shit, fuck." I hissed as I ran from the fridge over to the toaster and popped it up.

I quickly grabbed the burning hot pieces of toast and through them in the trash, and groaned when my thumbs and forefingers throbbed from the burning.

I quickly scanned the kitchen for anything I could use to stop the alarm by waving something near it but failed.

I acted fast and pulled my shirt over my head and reached up to the ceiling and started frantically waving it, attempting to clear the smoke.

"Sh, Sh, sh!" I said, with no idea why, knowing it was doing absolutely nothing but prayed it would stop so Mason wouldn't wake up.

"Justin?" I heard Mason call from what sounded like the top of the stairs.

I sighed deeply when the smoke alarm finally stopped.

I heard footsteps behind me and turned to see a newly awoken Mason stood a few feet away from me.

"I'm sorry about that, I didn't mean to wake you." I said as I sent her a worried look, feeling my heart stammering in my chest as I breathed heavily.

She chuckled. "It's okay, why was the smoke alarm going off?"

I groaned. "I uh, I tried making you breakfast but I kinda got distracted." I smiled weakly.

"You're so cute." She laughed at me. "What was you so distracted by that you set the smoke alarm off?"

"Friends." I muttered, hating to unfold my guilty pleasure. My cheeks were probably a light pink by now.

She gasped, to my surprise. "I love that show." She smiled a rather large smile and I grinned.

"Me too." I nudged her jokingly.

Mason's P.O.V
I couldn't help but stare at Justin's bare chest. I never thought tattoos could be so attractive. I was aware he had a full sleeve on his left arm and a half sleeve on his lower right arm but he also had a cross on his chest which added to it all.

He took me into the kitchen and I saw he had indeed, made me breakfast.

"Go sit down, I'll bring it through." He said sweetly as he kissed my cheek. I gushed when I was out of his sight.

When I sat down, Justin was behind me with a tray in his hands. He gently placed it on my lap and sat next to me.

"I hope you enjoy it." He said.

"This is very sweet of you, thank you." I smiled.

I fed myself a strawberry and then decided Justin should eat too, so I fed him one. He then proceeded to do the same, although because it was covered in yoghurt, the yoghurt landed on my lip and ever so slowly made its way down my chin.

Justin stared at it and looked as though he was contemplating.

I saw he was slowly moving his face closer to mine, I don't even think he realised it. I watched in awe.

"This could get real dirty, real quick." He muttered under his breath. It was followed by him whispering to himself. "Oh, fuck it."

The next thing I knew, his tongue pressed down on my chin and slid up to my lip, with one swift flick he had cleared the large drop of yoghurt. I felt my stomach flip.

Justin forcefully pressed his lips on mine for a few seconds, before he exhaled and stared into my eyes.