Don't Look Back

Don't look back- Chapter 28

Chapter 28-

It felt as if there was a rock on my stomach. I opened my eyes groggily and looked down. I saw Justin sleeping on me.

Well, his head was lying on my stomach anyway. He was still sleeping and I didn't want to move him even though his head weighed a lot and it was slightly hard to breath.

I moved the hand that was near my head down to rest on my stomach. I decided to try and sleep some more so I closed my eyes. Of course that didn't work out because as soon as I was about to go back to sleep, Justin moved his head.

My eyes were still closed and I suddenly felt something pull on my wrist. I opened my eyes to see Justin moving my hand away from my stomach.

“What are you doing?” I ask him confused.

“I'm moving your hand because it's making it hard for me to sleep.” he tells me with a yawn. I smile at him and roll my eyes a bit.

“How is it hard for you to sleep?”

“Your hand is taking up my head space.”

“How so?”

“Like this.” he moved his head up a bit more, to where my hand was once placed.

“Okay, fine then.” I said as I placed my hand on his head, more specifically his face. He pulled my hand down so that my fingers where covering his mouth.

I just rolled my eyes at him and looked up at the ceiling.

What I saw there shouldn't have surprised me but it kind of did since I haven't seen many other things like this in Justin’s room.

“Candice Swanepool?” I ask looking down for the ceiling. How have I not seen this before? I see Justin looking up at the poster he has on the ceiling.

“What about it?”

“Why is she on your ceiling?” I ask him still looking at the poster of her.

“Because I love seeing her in the mornings when I wake up.”

I rolled my eyes at that statement and continued to look at the picture. She's sitting on a gold color pillow in a tan room on the floor leaning on the golden tan colored couch. She's only wearing a bra and underwear that's white with red trimming and cherries on it.

Her blonde hair is curled and tousled around her shoulders and she had little to no make-up on.

All in all she looked very pretty. I feel the bed shift as Justin moves off of my stomach and puts his face near mine. He puts all of his weight on his elbow and moves one hand to my cheek.

“You don't have to get jealous.” he tells me with a smile. I look at him about to protest to this statement when he gently swipes his thumb across my bottom lip and lets it lay there. “I prefer brunettes.” he says softly as he moves his thumb from my lips and presses his lips against mine.

I was caught off guard for a second before I responded to him. The kiss was soft, warm and sweet. It didn't last long but then again it didn't need to.

When he pulled away from me I was blushing. It felt as if my heart was beating out of my chest. I know this wasn't our first kiss together – or ever – but it felt like it was to me.

I looked into his eyes. They were filled with, something I’ve never seen in them before. It both surprised me and scared me. Looking into his eyes made me feel as if he felt the same way I feel about him.

But I knew he didn't, maybe just not yet.

I built up the courage to finally ask him the question that's been bothering me for a while now.

“Justin, can I ask you something?” I manage to speak in a low voice. “You have to answer seriously. It's really important.” I add as an afterthought.

He nodded his head and got this slightly confused look on his face. He lightly traced my cheek with his thumb.

I took a deep breath and bit my lip.

This was a really hard question to phrase and ask.

“How come we aren't, um, dating?” he looked at me for a second and I blushed deeply before revising my question. “I'm not asking you to ask me to be your girlfriend or anything I just mean – ugh, I can't explain it!” I covered my face with both of my hands, I could feel my face heating up and I felt completely flustered.

I felt Justin put his hands over mine and not a second later I was looking into his eyes.

“Alexa, I know what you mean.” he told me with a chuckle. I smiled sheepishly at him and waited for him to continue. “I just –” he paused and looked away for a moment before our eyes meet again. “Maybe it's just not the right time for us to be together.”

I sucked in my cheek and bit down on it. Just then Jenifer came into the room.

“Alexa, you can use my shower so you don't have to wait.” she looks up from the purse she was digging around in and smiles at us. I just nodded and smiled at her.

She turned back around and left the room. I saw Justin turn his head to look at the clock and heard him sigh before getting out of the bed.

I got up after him and grabbed my bag. He walked over to the door with his clothes in hand. He looked over his shoulder at me.

“Maybe it's because you could do better than me.” I heard him say before he turned around and walked out of his bedroom.

I stared after him confused not knowing what he meant. I walked out of his room and walked over to Jenifer’s. I stepped into her master bedroom that had beige colored walls with white and brown trimming.

I walked over to the door I thought to be her bathroom and opened it.

Turns out I was right.

I was still thinking about what Justin said when I was finally getting into the shower.

I was washing my hair when it finally clicked in my head.

What he said and the meaning behind it.

He thought he wasn't good enough for me.

He was wrong about that. Maybe I was the one who wasn't good enough for him.

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[A/N: I know it's a short chapter but I had writers block a bit and I just wanted it to end right here. (;

So the county fair is coming up soon, and then we have to plan for my family vacation soon so writing might be.... sketchy this week.

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