Opposites Attract [COMPLETED]

Chapter Eighteen - Edited

Mason's P.O.V
I sighed with contentment as I stared at the sight before me. Justin had said he wanted to show me something but I didn't think it'd be something so beautiful. I was stood close to a waterfall surrounded by a crystal coloured lake and green grass. We stood on the wooden bridge, overlooking the lake.

"How do you know about this place?" I asked as I leaned my head against his chest.

"My family brought me here a while after we moved over here, I was only young but I remembered it well."

"It's beautiful, thank you for bringing me here." I said, falling back into his chest.

"It really is, and it's nothing, I wanted to. You mean a lot to me and I wanted to experience it here with you." He said as he leant down and kissed my cheek. My cheeks heated up instantly.

"Tell my about when you were younger." I said rather quietly.

"What do you want to know?"

"Anything, everything."

"Well, we'd come here a lot. At least two or three times a month. We'd come and have a picnic or something, and sit on the grass down beside here." He said pointing to the field that looked completely deserted but still managed to hold a certain glow.

I stared up at him, he seemed lost in thought with a small smile on his face.

"What are your parents like?" I asked, intrigued.

"Oh, they're the best." He chuckled. "They fight over the small things like who's making dinner that night or who's cleaning the house that day. You see them and it makes you believe that true love does exist. It makes you want what they have." He looked out at the waterfall, he chewed on his bottom lip. "I drifted from that belief for a while, simply because I've seen how cruel the world and the human race can be and I have times where I think 'No, true love doesn't exist. The worlds cruel, it's not worth believing.'"

He looked down at me then. "But have you ever had that one person, who makes you think maybe, just maybe, that kind of love does exist?" His eyes were burning into my own as we stared at each other.

I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding. Justin instantly smashed his lips with mine as his hands met my neck to pull me closer. Our lips moved in their own rhythm. We pulled away reluctantly and pressed our foreheads together.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered as he brushed his fingers over my neck.

"So are you." I replied.

He chuckled softly.

"I want to meet your parents, they seem great." I said as we returned to our precious position. His hands were tighter around my waist now.

"You can, anytime you're ready." He kissed the back of my head.

"I am ready." I said. "Wait, do they know about us?" I turned my head slightly.

"I told them briefly about you, they said they'd love to meet you." He smiled down at me.

"Are you close with them?"

"Not as close as I used to be, when I started getting int- Uh, when I started getting into my ways, we drifted a little." He ended his sentence quietly.

"I'm sorry about that, but they still love you. They always will."

"I know they do, and I'm grateful for them not completely disowning me after the way I've treated them in the past." He chuckled lightly.

"What do you mean?" I frowned.

"I don't know if I'm ready to tell you yet, I don't want you to leave." He said as he nudged his head in my neck.

"Never." I said as I wrapped my arm around and ran my fingers through his hair.

"So, you wanna meet them?" He pecked my neck before taking the skin in between his teeth.

"Mhm. I'd love to."

"How about next week?" He asked. "Or is that too soon?"

"No, that's fine." I smiled.

"I can't wait, they're going to love you." He kissed my cheek.

"I hope so." I sighed.

I knew I'd be nervous to meet Justin's parents; I needed them to accept me because I could tell they meant a lot to him.

"We should probably leave, it's getting late." He squeezed my sides.

He must have sensed my disappointment as he spoke up.

"I'll bring you back, don't worry." He smiled.

As we got back into Justin's car, we got comfortable and Justin rested his hand on my thigh as he drove.

"You're very touchy today." I smirked.

"Do you want me to stop?" Half flirty and half serious.

I shrugged. "I don't mind."

He kept his hand there, clearing making up his mind. We sat in a comfortable silence, making conversation here and there as we drove back to my apartment.

"Do you wanna come in?" I asked.

"As much as I'd love to, I better get going. Plus, your cat still scares me." He said, looking scared.

I chuckled. "Okay, I'll see you later."

I leant over and pecked his lips before going to open the car door. I instantly felt myself being pulled back.

"Hey, I'm your boyfriend. I need more than that." He said as he smashed his lips onto mine, we lasted a few seconds. "That'll hold me." He smirked as he pulled away.

Justin's P.O.V
I downed my beer as I listened to the music blasting throughout the club. I smirked at the hot girls dancing together. I wasn't there to get laid, but it doesn't mean I couldn't compliment how beautiful all the girls looked.

To my surprise I didn't have any interest in getting laid that night, I seemed to care for Mason more than I have any other girl and we'd only been together three weeks.

I pulled my phone out and proceeded to text her.

To Mason:
Hey baby, I had a great time today. I'll ask my parents about going to see them next week. I hope you're asleep, it's late. Night babe x

When I was satisfied, I sent the text and put my phone back into my back pocket. I then saw a blonde girl come up to my side and turn to look at me.

"Hey, handsome." The girl- whose hair was held up in a high ponytail and a navy blue dress covered her body- smirked.

"Hey." I smiled politely before turning back to my drink.

"Wanna dance?"

"No, thanks. I'm good." I stuck with the fake smile on my face.

"Come on, dance with me." She got closer.

"No, thank you." I said harshly before rolling my eyes.

"Why not?" She said with an attitude.

"Because I have a girlfriend and I'm not interested."

"Cheating never hurt nobody if they don't find out."

"Shut the fuck up and leave me alone." I spat. The girl silenced immediately and walked away; leaving me with my Vodka and the thought of Mason.