Justin’s POV:
My eyes strained open just to get blinded by the ray of light coming from my window. I groaned and turned over in bed, just to be face to face with Selena who was still snoring away. She was so fascinating to look at when she sleeped. I don’t know why but she just did.
I planted a small kiss to the tip of her nose and scooted the front of my body closer to hers, pressing our foreheads and noses together while she still slept. Small curls of her brown hair covered her still bruised face and her black eye only seemed to have gotten worse, but she still looked beautiful in my eyes.
I didn’t want to kiss her because her lip was still pretty busted and I don’t want to make it worse so I had to refrain for putting my lips onto hers. This was such a difficult task to do because she had the most wonderful lips in the world. Soft, and plump. I could kiss her for hours and not even care.
"Justin…" She breathed out, her warm breath blowiing down on my mouth causing chills to run up my spine.
I licked my lips trying not to kiss her right then and there, “Yes baby?” I hummed back.
"What are you doing?" Mumbled Selena, her eyes lazily opening and and closing. I smiled and couldn’t resist the temptation and gently pressed my lips against hers. She pulled away from the kiss and frowned at me. Well it was worth a try.
"Justin I know not kissing me sucks but it really hurts when you do." She grumbled, trailing her fingers over her lip and checking if they were bleeding or not.
I sighed loudly and turned over on my back. I stared up at the ceiling while Selena traced the tips of her fingers up and down my stomach, resting her head on my chest. “I’m sorry baby. I really want to kiss you too but my lip could bust open again and bleed.” She said pouting her swollen lips.
"It’s okay." I replied casually, but she knew I was lying.
Selena rolled out of my bed and stood up, running her fingers threw her hair to try and comb it down and flicking it behind her back. Her fingers coiled around the waistband of her shorts and she rolled them up some more, revealing more of her beautifully tan legs that had specks of bruises on them. My eyes wandered up and down her body and took in how wonderful she looked in my clothes. When my eyes reached hers she gave me a wink before skipping out of my room. Fuck, she is so lucky that i can’t kiss her.
Selena’s POV:
I stepped down the stairs and rushed into the kitchen. I was going to make breakfast for Justin because he did the same for me and plus I kind of feel bad for not letting him kiss me. Believe me, if it weren’t for my condition i would have made out with him for hours but since I have a busted up lip I can’t do that.
When I walked into the kitchen I saw pattie sitting on the counter reading a magazine. She looked so casual in her pajama bottoms with little pink hearts on them and a baggy t-shirt with her hair pulled up in a ponytail. “Hey sweetie what’s up?” Pattie said to me with a genuine smile.
"I’m going to make Justin breakfast because I feel bad for him since he can’t kiss me." I replied, the corner of my mouth tugging downwards.
"Oh, because of your lip. I’m sorry for you guys." Pattie said frowning and hopping off of the counter.
The doorbell rang and I smiled at Pattie reassuringly and told her I would get it. I strolled out of the kitchen and passed the living room towards the front door. I don’t know why but I felt so happy. Yeah I got a lot of bruises and claw marks on my face but other than that I felt good. Justin said I kicked Ariana’s ass compared to my wounds and I actually felt so fucking happy about that. A couple months ago, I never thought I would find a nice guy, or even get into a fight, or even kiss anybody.
I swung open the door, smiling and cheerfull only to have a sharp needle be injected in my neck. My eyes suddenly got droopy and foggy, I could barely see the person in front of me. All the colors around me started to blur all together and soon I could barely stand, but I was awake. I groaned and felt a bag being shoved over my head and I was being slung over a shoulder and out the door. I could barely speak, let alone move. I struggled to keep my eyes open even though it was no use in seeing anything because I couldn’t. I tried to say “Justin” but it came out as a quiet groan. What the fuck was even happening?
I was tossed into what seemed like the back of the truck. I was guessing because my body was completely numb and I couldn’t even feel anything, but judging by what sound I made when I hit the ground of it I assumed it was a truck. My mind began to blank out and I layed motionless in the back of the truck. Fuck my life.
