Camp (Justin Bieber)

Chapter 32: Think

BELLA'S POV

As the sun shone through the blinds on the windows i twitched my eyes open then snapped them shut. We all know that shock of early morning light... I rubbed my eyes getting rid of any sleep and yawned. I looked down to still see Justin's arms wrapped around my body tightly. His tattoos almost glistening in the light. I gently then leaned over Justin and grabbed my phone, checking the time which read 6:32. Just in time for my shower...

I looked back down to Justin to see him lying down with a peaceful look on his face but the way his body looked... It was like he was about to fall off the bed and it made a pang of guilt surge through my body. You see the beds here aren't huge double beds, they're single beds and they are pretty basic since you don't really spend much time in here except for sleeping but then again saying that, this room has a T.V and a Xbox...

I gently unwrapped his arms and slipped my pillow back to where i was sleeping and giggled lightly as i saw Justin snuggle into the pillow and peck it. I walked over to my closet and quickly pulled out a top and cardigan and decided on some shorts... I know, shorts? But today it looks like a good day... Hopefully. I also collected my underwear, towel and bathroom bag and walked quietly into the bathroom. Once i was inside i locked the door and placed all of my stuff on the counter next to the sink. I took my hair out of its bun and began to strip out of my night clothes. I turned on the shower and left it for a minute to heat up a bit. I grabbed my bathroom bag and picked out my shampoo, conditioner and body wash and loofa (body fluffy scrubber thing) and placed my towel on the hook outside the shower door. I slipped in the shower and let my mind drift...

The past few days have been... I don't know... Its like I've loved every second of it but then i'm scared. Justin. He's so caring and sweet and i just don't know what he sees in me. I'm me. I'm not special. I'm just plain old me. But then, whatever he sees in me, he has stayed with me for now just under 3 weeks!

This weekend taught me something... I care about Justin more then i'm letting my brain believe. I can't get him out of my head. I always think of him with whatever i'm doing, like now. This weekend, i'm not going to lie, i was nervous as fuck with him meeting my dad and brothers, but then, without me even introducing them, they hit it off. Alexa said he was one lucky guy but i couldn't see what she was saying, wasn't i the lucky one? To have someone, who i basically just re-met at the start of this summer, care for me and protect me through anything. I just, i can't really believe...

As i finished my shower, i turned it off and slid open the door and reached for my towel. I wrapped it around my body and stepped out and looked directly in the mirror. I quickly dried my body and slipped on my bra and panties then unwrapped the towel and used it to damply dry my hair. Once most of the wetness was gone from my hair, i tied it up into a loose bun and sat down on the toilet seat with my toiletry bag on my lap. I took out the wax strips and pulled the bin closer to me. -- You see ,i believe waxing is better because you don't have to do it daily and it gets rid of the hairs eventually. I've been waxing my legs, bikini area and underarms since i was about 18 and i barely have any hairs left, and if i do they are really fine little fuckers that fucking hurt like a bitch when you try to get rid of them...

So i opened up the packet of wax strips and took out one. I rubbed them quickly together to warm up the wax and then i slowly peeled them away from each other. I placed one strip at the bottom of my left leg and then the other right next to it. I then smoothed them both down and took in a deep breath and counted to 3 in my head... Then -- I ripped the strips off my leg and bit my lip to stop me from squealing in pain...

I did that over and over again until my legs and underarms were completely smooth but next came... Downstairs... And for that you need like a special type of wax and you have to know what your doing or your pretty much fucked... I got out the special wax and then it was time for probably the most pain i've literally felt in the past years...