Fallen

Chapter 10

Sophies POV

     I woke up comfortably even though my my hair was splattered around my face and my pajama bottoms had managed to twist themselves while I was sleeping. I looked around Justin's room and noticed that it was darker than it had been the past couple days I had slept here. For some reason, I found this comforting; the darkness was my favorite. As creepy as it sounds I mean that in the un-creepiest way possible. The darkness holds everything that you never want to be revealed to the world. Your cries, your anger, your love. Everything is held somewhere deep inside the darkness as if it was your own personal vault, and no one would ever be able to crack the code. Sometimes I wished that the darkness would swallow me whole, protecting me from everything in the world that cause my mixed emotions every night. But unfortunately, everyone knows it's impossible.

   I gazed over at Justin. And as I did, that same warm feeling rushed over my cold body. I smiled to myself gently, knowing that he's the only one that ever made the absence of darkness, well, okay. He's the only one that I could trust and feel completely okay with. There was something about this boy. Something that made him different from everyone else I ever knew; despite him being this famous popstar. There was something deep down as if he knew the exact feeling you were going through, as if he could talk to you about that one odd subject and everything would seem happy in the world. He's the only one I ever knew and probably will ever know that could take that darkness I was feeling, and turn it into light. 

   My thoughts were soon interrupted when Justin rolled over onto his side that faced me. He slowly opened his eyes and smiled as soon as I met his gaze. He laid on his back and stretched his arms upward, hitting his knuckles into the headboard. I laughed a little bit realizing that Justin does the same thing every morning. 

"What are you laughing at?" He said as he rolled his way over towards me again.

"You, duh. You do the same thing every morning." I said pushing his bare chest with my hand. His body was so warm even though he wore less clothes than I did. I bit my lip thinking about how I wanted to be wrapped in his warm embrace and have him leave kisses up and down my neck. 

"You think that's funny?" Justin spoke sternly. I looked up at him scared. The last thing that I wanted to do was hurt his feelings when he's been practically my savior.

I nodded my head slowly. 

"Hm, well I'll give you something to laugh about." Justin reached out his arms and as soon as I realized what he was going to do, I tried jumping out of the bed but I was too late. His arms wrapped around my arms, holding me tight, as his fingers tickled my stomach. I bursted out laughing knowing that the only thing I could do was wait it out. I hated being tickled, more than a lot of things in the world. But, Justin was holding me, and that was a feeling I've been craving.

"Justin! Please! I cant breathe!" I started to yell a little bit as tears formed in the corners of my eyes. I haven't laughed like this is so long. To be honest, I was fond of being happy, but only it seemed to work when Justin was the one making me happy.

"Fine! Fine, I'll stop" He said. I guess he realized that I really couldn't breathe because it's not in Justin's nature to surrender. Ever. He started to pull away and I felt my heart sink to my stomach. 

"Wait, no." I reached for his hands, or his arms. Anything that would make him stay with me. I didn't understand what was coming out of my mouth until it had already been said. My eyes bulged, embarrassed on how I let my guard down so easily for him.

Without hesitation, he crawled his way back into bed and wrapped his arms around my body again. I smiled when I felt his head nudge in between my shoulder and my neck. And I almost died when he planted a little kiss on my collar bone. I brought my lips into my mouth and smiled as big as I possibly could. Did he like me the way I liked him? Was that even possible? I swear I could have laid there all day, having him hold me and not having a single word said. But just like everything in life, good things must come to an end.