Today's been a dragged out one, all we've done today is chill out at the hotel, and been really lazy. I know I'll regret it because we're in freaking Paris!
Justin's been asleep for hours whilst I've been on his MacBook, thankfully I wasn't shocked with a porn website or anything like that.
I'm sure Justin cleaned all that from his laptop, knowing I'd use it. Bless him, he thinks I think he's innocent.
I was laying across Justin's back, it looks uncomfortable but It's been working for two hours now.
Hoppla! Dieses Bild entspricht nicht unseren inhaltlichen Richtlinien. Um mit dem Veröffentlichen fortfahren zu können, entferne es bitte oder lade ein anderes Bild hoch.
I haven't moved a muscle, tell a lie I've moved my finger muscles for the keyboard.
Those are some important muscles.
I was just creeping around tumblr, talking to some people and answering some questions. I miss talking to Justin on tumblr but having him in real life is even better.
Every time I reblogged, Justin's phone would vibrate meaning he had a notification.
And I couldn't turn it off because it was literally under his body, and Justin's gotten bigger whilst with me.
When I say bigger I mean healthier, when he came back it wasn't Justin. The guy in front of me was pale, looked ill, way too skinny and sad.
But he's been moulding back into the real Justin, he's been getting good sleep and has put back on the weight. He's my chubby prince.
He'd kill me if I called him that out loud, might just leave that one for the imagination.
"Justin.." I sighed kissing his lower back which I was laying on, he didn't reply or even move a little. Was he dead?
I rolled my eyes and pinched under his arm, he jumped in shock and hissed, turning his head to see me on his back. He's not dead, but I'll probably be after pulling that move.
"Was that you?" He asked in a groggy morning voice although it was the afternoon.
I shook my head with a look of innocence "no, what happened?"
He groaned, falling back onto the bed again. He probably thought it was 7am or something. "what's the time?" Justin asked supporting a yawn, I checked the time on his laptop.
"3:30" Justin gasped and quickly jumped up making me tumble off the bed with a thump.
"Oh shit" he cursed like a broken record player, interesting he's panicking about something I don't know about. Hm.
