My Savior { jastin }

Chapter 15

Justin

"What do you mean we're leaving?" I asked Jason once I saw the bags that were already packed and laying by the door.

"We have to leave for awhile Jay. We have people after us and it's just not safe here." He replied back calmly, looking at me softly with his bright green eyes.

"I don't want to leave Jason." I said and looked at him with hard eyes. I'm not leaving.

"You're coming with Justin and that's final. No ifs, ands, or buts." He said in a stern tone telling me this conversation was over.

"What time do we leave then?" I asked quietly and looked down.

Well, way to go Justin! That worked didn't it? I can't even stand my own ground to my own boyfriend!

I heard him sigh before two strong arms were wrapped around my waist, pulling me into him.

"Hey, look at me." He said softly and I shook my head, looking down at his feet instead of his face.

"I'm sorry for raising my voice at you boo." I nodded my head slightly and tried to move out of his tight grasp, finding it in me that I didn't want to forgive him.

He didn't even do anything wrong, I'm just emotional over everything. Annoying.

"Justin, please don't be upset with me." He grabbed each side of my face causing me to look at him.

His eyebrows were furrowed and his lips formed a frown, and he looked cute when his lips formed that way. To me anyway.

"I'm sorry." He whispered and pressed his lips to mine, I didn't kiss back at first.

I was supposed to be mad. But he nudged my lips again and I slumped my shoulders, already kissing him back.

I have no god damned will power with him.

At first our kiss was slow and gentle, our tongues only meeting once.

We've never really pushed the boundaries further than that. I think he was too afraid and he felt like he was rushing me into anything, which he wouldn't be.

Making out with him is fine, just no sex.

He ran his tongue along my bottom lip and I parted my lips a little bit so our tongues met in the middle.

They ran against each other, tangling together causing me to run my hands up his biceps to his neck.

His tongue was soft and warm, and I could faintly taste the cigarette smoke, but it strangely drew me in more.

He broke away much to my disappointment, licking his lips as he wiped at mine.

I let a whiney noise that caused him to chuckle quietly, moving his rough hands up my sides.

He gave me small, opened mouth kiss, not bothering to stay there long enough to make out.

He was too busy leaving wet kisses along my jawline, dragging his tongue across my neck slowly.

He moved his tongue along the bottom of my ear and his warm breath fanned my neck, and I shivered.

"Still mad?" His husky voice breathed out in my ear, his hands pulling me closer to him.

I tried hard to keep a straight face, pressing my lips together to stop from biting it, nodding my head.

"Well, that sucks. I don't like you mad at me." He mumbled over my ear, moving his mouth down to my neck.

He started walking us backwards until we hit the bed and fell backwards, my knees bending a little.

I scrambled so I was propped up on my elbows, watching Jason climb on top of me.