Endless Love {3} | Justin Bieber

eleven.

Cassie

A week later

It was around 3pm when I finally woke up. I was totally tired and worn out from last night, if you understand what I mean, and I just needed sleep. I didn't expect to be asleep for this long but oh well.

Justin was not home anymore, he was back in Beverly Hills with the gang to work. Will gave me the entire week and this week off before we moved away because he didn't want me to be stressed, hurt or in danger in any way. I mean, I was going to be alright but if that was what he wanted then so be it.

Getting out of the bed, I made my way to the bathroom and took a hot, much needed shower. When I was done I walked into my closet and picked out some chilly clothes. I didn't bother to do my make up because I was not going to see someone special besides Justin and it was not like he had not seen me without make up anyway. Especially the entire week we had been living in this house.

Living with Justin was amazing and so much better than I thought it would be. At the beginning I didn't like the idea of moving to Malibu before we moved to Panama but now that we lived together I got a taste of what it was like to be with him and only him and it was the best thing that could have happend.

Justin and I had stayed in the whole week and had tried to figure out life together with nobody else around. I had told Justin that I would do all the chores and the cleaning because I knew that he had no clue how to do it and it was okay for me to do it on my own. We were only two people and there couldn't be that much chaos right? So I would be fine.

Nevertheless Justin had offered to help me because he felt bad that I wanted to do everything alone and that he would basically do nothing. According to him it was unfair and because he wanted to learn everything, I teached him.

I started off with showing him how to use the washing mashine and he was so lost while I did that. I didn't understand how he used to wash all his clothes when he lived alone in his condo before he moved to oue house since he didn't seem to have a clue what I was doing. But he was a quick leaner so that was not really a problem.

The next thing I at least tried to teach him was how to cook. He had told me that he never did that before, there was always someone who cooked for him or he had take out which suprised me a little because I thought he did since he knew so much about good food. We began with something easy like Spaghetti Bolognese and he was so happy and proud of himself when we were done.

It was so cute to watch Justin all this time I was showing him a new thing to do. Sometimes I just sat back, stared at him and smiled to myself when I saw him struggling with something and everytime he looked at me in confusion with his bottom lip pouted, I just melted right then and there. He was too adorable. You could really see that he was willing to learn all these things that I thaught him and everytime he was doing something new, he gave his all and it was like the cutest thing to watch and he was the cutest human being to look at and I was so glad that this boy was mine.

Other than that another good thing of living with Justin was that we could do whatever we wanted to do and we didn't disturb anybody. We could listen to music as loud as we wanted to, we could run around the house and do stupid things like nerf gun wars, Justin loved those and the best thing for me was that I could walk around in my underwear and didn't have to be worried about one of the gang members popping out of nowhere and seeing me half naked.

But honestly the best thing was that my best friend, my roomate and my partner came home to me every night and I couldn't wait to get to Panama so I could finally make our new house a beautiful home with the person I loved the most.