Chapter 5

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Leilani

I bit down on my lip as I tapped around on my phone. I had just bought all of Justin's albums. I don't know why but I did it.

I plugged my earphones into my phone and placed them in my ears. I started from his very first album, very first song. One time. I clicked on it and instantly smiled as I heard the voice of a young Justin. So cute.

He sounds so different but at the same time you could tell it was him. I bit my lip trying to stop smiling but I couldn't. I don't know why.

I made sure the volume of my music wasn't to loud so that no one would hear it through my earphones. I really didn't want anyone, especially Justin to know I was listening to old JB. I would be forever embarrassed.

I tucked my phone in the back pocket of my jean shorts and headed downstairs. The first thing I did was go into the kitchen and open the refrigerator.

"Oh fuck no." I said to myself as I realized that no one had gone food shopping yet

"Someone come food shopping with me. I'm in the kitchen." I said into the intercom

I waited for someone to come and of course Justin was first to arrive on the seen.

"I was wondering when someone was gonna do something about the lack of food." Justin said as he strolled into the kitchen in shorts and a white t-shirt.

I stopped my music and smirked at Justin as I folded my arms across my chest.

"Why didn't you do something about it?" I asked

"Lazy." He responded simply

He stuffed his hands in the pockets of his shorts and looked me over. I'm only wearing shorts and my bikini top.

"Are you going in that?" He asked as I grabbed the keys to one of the trucks off the counter.

"Yeah."

"Mmm." He hummed as he followed me to the front door

"Do you have a problem with that?" I asked, even though it doesn't matter.

"Not at all." He mumbled

I turned around and saw Justin's eyes on my bum as he bit his lip. His gaze met my face and his cheeks reddened.

"You can look, that's fine. Just don't touch." I winked at him and turned around opening the front door

Was I flirting? Hell yeah. Did I care? Hell no.

•••

"Justin stop throwing shit in the cart."

"You're just mad because you can't do it." He teased

"Wanna bet." I raised my eyebrow as I picked up a cup filled with mini Oreos.

The cart was in the middle of the aisle so I walked to the beginning.

I would be so embarrassed if I don't make this.

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