Roses are Red

CHAPTER7

The doorbell ringing wakes you up from a nap. You look at the clock on your phone. 10:00 in the morning. Justin is in the shower. You fix your hair quickly with your fingers. You open the door to a stocky black male. "Kenny!" You say, not realizing that he has no clue who you are. "I could've sworn this is Justins house. Who are you?" he replies, confusedly. "I'm Paisley, Justin's friend. We met at the club last night." You reply to Kenny. "Oh come in." you add. Kenny walks through the doors and makes his way through the living room to Justin's room. "Oh he's showering right now!" you shout towards Kenny. Kenny sits down in the living room. "Can I get you anything?" You ask politely. "Just a Corona or a Michelob please." He asks.

YOUR POV

He is so nice. I think. Justin has been in the shower forever and this feels awkward for me. Oh goody, here he comes. His kisses are so warm and soft. "Kenny's here Juju." he always smiles when I call him that. He slowly lets go of my hands. I think I know why Kenny is here, and it gives me a sick feeling. I'll grab Kenny and Justin a beer, and drink one myself to get my mind off of the sick feeling. I am not a very faithful person, but I do pray quite alot, when I get the time. I bow my head and close my eyes. "Please, please let Justin stay. I just met him and he can't leave yet. And please keep Taylor healthy and see to it that she drinks less. Amen." I suck at praying. And I know I drink alot myself. Just as I lift my head up Justin runs in and Kenny follows him. He grabs the two beers out of my hand and kisses my cheek. "Are you--?" But he runs out the door before I can finish the sentence.

NO POV

You chase him into the living room where Kenny is still sitting. "You're not leaving are you?" You ask him in a gloomy voice, saddening your face. He smiles, and runs towards you. He leans in and kisses your lips, passionately. "I'm staying." He whispers sexily. As you are close to Justin, Kenny sneaks out of the door quietly. He grabs your waist and pulls you closer, biting your lip. "Stop it's morning-time." you giggle at him. You kiss him quickly, teasing him, and run away towards the stairs. He chases you and you run up them. "Turn left baby." He says.

YOUR POV

I can't find the famous game room that everyone talks about on twitter. The sound of his voice so close to me gives me the chills. I just want to wrap him up in my arms and lay down on the bed. Left or right?

NO POV

You look both ways to see what each room is and quickly choose the left door. Justin follows you in and tackles you onto a bean-bag chair. You roll over on top of him and sit on his stomach, hoping you don't weigh so much that you are crushing his ribs. By the look in his eyes he looks fine. "Muahhh" you say to him, giggling. He kisses you and sticks his tongue in. "Do it. I'm ready. I love you." you whisper to him, hoping that he understands what you mean and that he is okay with that. He nods and kisses you again. He is already shirtless so he slides his loose t-shirt off of your tiny body. He slides down your sweatpants and throws them both to the side. You unzip his pants slowly and kiss his abs. He then carries you to the pool table and you laugh. But you nod in approval as he enters you.

YOUR POV (2 HOURS LATER)

It hurts, I will tell you that. It isn't my first time, but it hasn't happened in a while. It still felt like the best thing, especially since it was with Justin. He's gentle and about everytime I yelped, he made sure I was alright. I feel like he is the one for me.