Stranger (Justin bieber)

10

Today was the day I was dreading.

Not only were my parents coming back, but I was going for an interview with the head professor of UCLA.

The reason I was dreading my parents' return was because I would have to explain the happenings that went on and they would not be happy. They would probably keep me away from Justin and we would have to go back to sneaking each other in.

My alarm clock went off, reminding me of my long day ahead.

Walking down the stairs, I smell coffee and smile. Justin spent the night last night. He refused to take my bedroom so he slept on the couch.

My eyes widen and I internally thank god for the beautiful sight in my kitchen.

Shirtless Justin, concentrated on the sizzling bacon in the frying pan, looks up and smiles.

"Morning." His husky voice makes my body shiver and smirk.

His arm muscles contract as he flips the bacon, then pours a cup of black coffee.

His blonde hair is pulled up into a tiny bun on the top of his head, that is oddly attractive. His body was in too good of shape considering all the shit he has been through. His sweat pants hang loosely from his hip, exposing his toned lower stomach.

"Coffee?" He motions me a cup of coffee and I smile, entering the amazing smelling kitchen.

I fix my coffee the way I like it and take a sip, leaning against the wall and watching him cook. The way he became so concentrated, was attractive. He would sigh when he over cooked the bacon and then throw a new piece on.

"You're lucky I like my bacon crispy." I joke, sipping more of my warm coffee.

He smirks, showing his white teeth.

"You're lucky I'm even cooking for you." He fires back, and I nearly choke on my coffee and begin to laugh.

"Alright baby girl, your food is done." He says, dusting the imaginary dust from his hands.

I giggle and sit at the bar as he places the steaming hot food in front of me and I take in the yummy smell.

Pancakes, bacon, eggs and toast.

"Wow. Thank you justin." I admire my plate and take a bite of pancake.

"You have a long day ahead of you, you need the energy." He says.

He takes a seat beside me and gulps down his food and I giggle.

"Remind me next time to feed you the night before." I chuckle watching him demolish his food. His hand finds its way to my thigh and I jump a little.

"Sorry." He instantly pulls his hand away and continues eating.

"No, I'm sorry. I'm just a little jumpy I guess."

He just smiles, with his cheeks full of pancakes.

"You're so cute." I smile he shrugs, "I know." He says making his eyebrows dance which was oddly attractive.

"Ok baby girl, let's get you ready for the day." He stood up, taking my barely eaten pancake and walks over to the trash.

"Wait!" I say, his brown eyes look back over. "I'm still hungry" I groan, rubbing my tummy.

"How about I save this for you, and we can get ready then come back. We don't want to be late." He sits the pancake down before covering it so it didn't get cold.