Let me in. (Justin Bieber) (COMPLETED)

12. Nightmares

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Imagine Justin looking like something like that in the start ----------------->

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Aubrey's POV

I rolled over in my sleep, trying to get comfortable. That's when I heard a sniff. I was so tired, I chose to ignored it. Just as I was about to drift away, I heard a weak whimper. What the hell? I turned around, so my face was facing the wall. I was about to fall a sleep again, when I heard mutter.

"No, please stop."

Now what the actual fuck? Groaning inside me, I forced my eyes to open, and rolled over. I took a glance at the clock. 3 AM. 3 AM. But then I saw Justin. He was tossing and turning in his sleep, worry written all over his sleeping face.

"No, don't do it-NO!" he whimpered. It was obvious he had some sort of a nightmare. Poor boy.

"Justin?" I whispered awkwardly, to no use. He was still fast asleep. I decided to get up and get some water. I pulled out my retainer- yes, I use a retainer at night, problem?- and put in on my nightstand.

I shuffled tiredly towards the bathroom. I turned on the light, making my eyes squint together at the brightness. When my eyes got used to the light, I went over to the cupboard and took out a glass. I filled it with cold water from the sink. I took a sip of the cold liquid, feeling the water rush through my body.

I closed the door, and walked back. I saw that Justin was still having a nightmare. His forhead was sweaty, he cringed every now and then, as if he had seen something horrible or something.

He started to whimper louder. "Stop! Please, stop!" he almost screamed, his breath hitching. I hurried over to his bed.

I decided to wake him up. "Justin, wake up," I hissed, but he didn't react. I started to shove him gently on his bare shoulder. "WAKE UP!"

With a gasp, Justin jumped awake, sitting up in his bed. His sudden outburst made me jump too. I took a step back. His eyes trailed frantically around the room, relaxing when the landed on me.

"What happened?" he breathed out, panting slightly.

"You had a nightmare," I explained softly. He ran his hair through his messy hair, closing his eyes. He layed down again, breathing heavily.

I couldn't help feeling a little pity for him. "Care to explain what you dreamed about?"

"I dreamed about Skylar, Isabella and you," he mumbled, the words coming out in haste. "You and Isabella were tied up in a white room. She stood behind you, with a whip in her hands. She was torturing you, and I couldn't do anything but watch. I couldn't move," he whispered, a tear rolling down his cheek.

"Wow," I mumbled, more to myself than to Justin. "It's just a dream," I continued, reassuring.

"Just try to sleep again, is freaking three in the morning." I brought my water to my mouth, taking another sip.

Justin opened his eyes. "Aubrey, will you please sleep with me?"

My eyes widened, and I almost chocked on my water. "What?!" I shrieked, maybe a little to loud, coughed awkwardly. Wow, I'm getting deaf. One minute I though he was saying-

"Please sleep with me?" Okay, so I heard right. "But not like that!" he quickly added, seeing my shocked expression. A relieved sigh escaped my lips.