Parting from the kiss I got lost in Justin's eyes. We weren't going out, I mean we barely knew each other but still.. "Ew what was that!? Why did you kiss me!" Shocked at his reaction I sat stunned. Not going to cry or make a big deal out of this, I stood up and stomped away. "You could get the hell out of here and go smoke and get high somewhere else." Harsh, but it was deserved.
His eyes grew wide and his mouth dropped. Seeing his bottom lip get quivery, on the verge to cry I almost felt bad. But I was tired of being treated like this, I couldn't help it. "Get out!"I yelled. He quickly turned on his heels and walked out the door. Furious I stomped upstairs and slammed my door. Making my way to my bed and scrolling through my phone Jennifer had been texting me.
【 Jennifer 】
• omg so, my older brother is taking me out to pour some big news on me since he's getting married to HER. But ill be back next week so love ya! xx
Rolling my eyes, I turned over in my bed and went to sleep.
Hearing my ringtone go off for the 6th time now, I grabbed my phone. Not viewing the contact, I answered. "Alyssa I'm sorry! Please let's talk. Please." I gave in, as Justin was on his over.
While I noticed Justin pulling in the drive way I looked down and had on black pajama shorts and an old band tee with my hair naturally wavy. As he headed up to the door he looked different. His eyes were watery and red. Underneath his eyes they were swollen. His expression... calm.
"Justin I.." Feeling guilt I tried starting a conversation, and I failed. Once I led him inside he just paced around, ignoring me.
"The reason.." He began. "I was mad, every girl I come close to she just leaves me. I fall in love, and she ends up leaving it all. I just didn't want to fall for you when I know I'm not good enough." I was shocked. He looked like a womanizer, in my head. "I would never do that to you Justin. " nodding his head, not believing me.. "No? Can you prove it? Exactly no.."
Doing what I would've never done I turned Justin around and kissed him, passionately with aggression. "Anything?" I asked once breaking. He was unsatisfied. Hesitantly, I began to remove my shirt, and then my shorts. Justin was sitting on my bed, his legs equally apart.
Placing his hands on my waist, I twirled mine around his neck. His brown eyes looked up at mine, and I leaned down. Pressing my lips softly against his, his grip around my waist tightened. While he removed his shirt, I quickly got up. "Is that enough for you?" I said teasingly.
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Heartbreaker
Teen FictionAlyssa Electra tries to get through to a world known celebrity. But what happens when Justin Drew Bieber is not really who he comes out to be?
