I Never Thought It'd Be You {JBLS}

Chapter 10

- Justin -

Katy definitely looked liked something was bothering her.  Was it something I said?  What did I say...?  Oh, wait.  I had mentioned me sleeping with Selena when I was talking to my mom.  That's probably what this is about.  It was only like five times in the whole relationship.  Katy doesn't have anything to worry about, Selena and I never "went the whole way."  Sometimes we almost did, but we didn't.  I wonder why it's bothering her though.

"Why is that bothering you?" I asked Katy.  She searched my eyes and she knew that I knew I was talking about the Selena and me thing.  She seemed surprised that I knew what it was.

"How did you know..." she replied, with a puzzled tone.

"I didn't say anything else that would bother you. The only other thing I could see bothering you would be me hating on Maxwell House," I said with a chuckle.  She laughed a bit.

It was silent for a few seconds, but then I broke the silence.  "Katy, you don't have to worry about anything. Selena and I never had sex, and that's a fact. I only slept with her like five times during our whole relationship, and we were together for a while. So if you calculate it, it's not that much," I said reassuringly.

Katy looked a bit happier.  "I feel better now because I believe you," she responded, with a smile.  Her oh so irresistible smile.

She yawned.  "Justin, I'm getting really tired, seeing as it's probably 2:30 or 3 in the morning," she said, a bit groggily-like.

"Go ahead and get ready, I'll be out here waiting," I said, smiling.

She nodded her head and got up.  She walked over to her bag, bent down, and started digging through it.  About a minute later, she straightened up and she had clothes in her hand with a toothbrush, toothpaste, a hairbrush, and make up remover.  Katy wore some make up, but not a lot, which makes me happy because I don't like girls whose faces are caked with make up.  She simply wears some eyeliner, by the looks of it.  She walked into the bathroom and I heard the door shut.  I decided to get changed into pajamas as well.  Then, I realized that I don't have pajama shorts on hand.  I bet my mom brought things in from the bus.  I quietly knocked on the connector door and a few seconds later Kenny answered it.

"Hey Kenny, where's my mom?" I asked him.

"She's in the bathroom. Why?" he replied with a sleepy voice.

"I need some pajama shorts," I informed him.

He motioned for me to come inside.  "Come in here and find them, I don't know where they'd be," he slowly said.  He must have been sleeping.  Oops.

I walked into the room and started digging through any bag I saw lying around.  I finally found a pair after searching for about two minutes.  I picked them up and started to walk out of the room.

"Hey JB," Kenny began to say. I turned around to face him.

"What?" I asked.

"Keep those shorts on tonight," he sternly replied.

I rolled my eyes.  "Sheesh, what is up with you people?! I'm not one of those guys that thinks about sex all the time whenever they're with a girl, but everyone around here makes it sound like I am!" I snapped.  "Even if I wanted to have sex with Katy, I wouldn't do it tonight. I just met the damn girl less than ten hours ago!" I added.

Kenny's eyes widened.  "Is that what you think of her? A 'damn girl'?" he asked.

I sighed.  "That's not what I meant. I'm sorry. I'm tired and out of it," I said using a bit of a compassionate tone.