Brothers

Chapter 02-Relaxing Day

[EDITED}

::Justin's Pov::

I woke up bright and early. I felt arms around me. I looked to my left and Jason was there. Wait why is he on my bed? What happened yesterday? Oh yeah. I had a panic attack. I sighed and tried unwrapping his arms. They were tightly wrapped around me securely. I felt safe here and comforable but my bladder wasn't helping this situation. I wiggled out of his grasps.

Once I successfully done that I grabbed my phone from the night stand and walked into the restroom. 2 missed calls from Demi. Shit. I quickly dialed her number. "Justin." She sounded upset. I hope she didn't find out at the park. She'd worry sick about me and I don't want her worrying for nothing. I was fine. Sure it got bad and I couldv'e nearly passed out but Jason helped me. That's why I'm thankful he's here. 

"What's wrong Demz?" I asked cautiously, didn't want to give her the wrong idea that something indeed did go wrong. "Baby. I miss you so much." She said. I could picture her pouting. I sighed in relief and chuckled. "Aw baby. I miss you too. Just 2 more weeks for the tour to finish." I smiled. Demi and I have been dating for about 2 years. She's an amazing girl friend. Like seriously.

She's just down to earth and just plain perfect. "2 more?" She whined. I nodded but then realized she couldn't see me. "Yes. I'll see you soon Demz. I gotta shower. Okay baby? I'll call you tonight." I told her as i looked at my watch and hung up. I usually don't wait for a response. I put my phone down and undressed myself and stepped into the shower. I needed this terribly. The warm water helped loose my tensed muscles and calm me down. I stayed under the water for longer then intended.

I done all my necessities and stepped out of the shower. Once I was done I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked out of the restroom. "Oh. There you were." Jason said. He sighed in relief. Ok? I can;t really go anywhere. The bus is in motion. I doubt he even checked outside.  "Yeah I needed a shower." I shook my head and little drops of water scattered around. "Wanna hang out today?" Jason asked. I thought for a while.  Why did he have to ask? We always hang around. Well maybe today we were going to hang out without Kenny and Ryan. That's a bad idea. but I'm with Jason. I don't care. 

"Sure." I smiled. "What do you suggest we do?" I asked sitting on the bed. "Uh well first. You gotta change." He coughed awkwardly. I looked down and remembered I was in my towel. I felt my cheeks heat up. "I'm gonna shower while you change." He rubbed my head and ran into the restroom. I groaned and fixed my hair. I flipped into place and ran my fingers through my hair. 

I got up and changed into some black skinny jeans and a black v-neck and some silver supras. I picked the same clothes and shoes for Jason. We love wearing the same clothes. It's a twin thing I guess. We don't care if we're old and it's a little childish wearing the same clothing but we like seeing people get confused or do a double take. It drives people crazy. Some people could hardly tell us apart. Jason walked out seconds later. 

"That's what we're wearing?" He asked referring to my clothes. I nodded. He chuckled. "Ryan and Chaz hate it when we do this." He said. I nodded remembering our last incident. "I can't believe Chaz actually thought you were me. Like seriously. He has known us all our life. Your the bad boy type and I'm like the-" "The mama's boy?" Jason cut me off with a smirk. I rolled my eyes but nodded. It was true. I guess you can say I was the mama's boy compared to Jason. Sure he was mature but he was also the bad boy i guess I can say. He does whatever he please and doesn't listen to anybody.

"Yes a mama's boy." I said. He chuckled. He walked into the restroom with his clothes in his hands. I just tried combing my hair with a small comb. I hate putting products on my hair knowing its gonna damage it. Minutes later Jason walked out fully dressed with his hair spiked up. Another reason people can tell us apart. Our hair. He just has to have some sort of hair product on his hair to feel good. He can't leave the room without something on his hair. If we don't have some gel he puts on a snapback.