The Changing (a Justin Bieber werewolf/bully story) #Wattys2016

Chapter 34 ~ Will you?

~ Melisa's POV ~

I woke up by the smell of eggs. I groaned turning around in my bed and swung an arm around Justin- wait a second.

I opened my eyes to see that my arm was laying on an empty spot on my bed.

Where is he?

I sat up straight and stretched my arms. I slowly got out of bed walking out of my room towards Justin's room.

I knocked on the door and waited for an answer. Nothing. I opened the door and saw that his bed was made and that one of his shirts was on it.

But no Justin.

I closed his door and walked down the stairs, the smell of the eggs was stronger, it smelled so good. But I catched someones scent as well.

Justin.

I slowly walked through the hallway and stopped when I reached the kitchen. I peeked my head around the corner and could see the whole kitchen.

I saw Justin standing by the stove frying eggs in a pan.

His back was towards me, I slowly walked up to him and stopped when I was right behind him.

I looked at the tattoos on his back and his arms, they are so beautiful.

I then slowly lifted my arms up a bit trying not to make any noise. I stepped a bit closer to him and then slowly wrapped my arms around his torso, hugging him from behind.

He jumped and I took my arms back. He turned around and looked at me with wide eyes.
"Don't scare me like that!" He said and placed his hand over his heart.

"Sorry." I said and bit my lip, trying not to laugh.

I couldn't hold my laugh in and burst out in laughter.

"Stop laughing, can't you just say something like 'Good morning' when you see me, like normal people do." He said and I saw him holding back a smile.

I stopped laughing and smiled up at him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Good morning." I said and he let out a chuckle.

He looked at my lips and then at me. He leaned in and placed his lips on mine.

He pulled away and looked into my eyes, "Good morning."

I chuckled and looked behind him at the eggs that were done and then looked back at him.

I unwrapped my arms around him and placed them on his chest. I leaned in close to his ear, "I think that you should check the stove." I whispered and pulled back.

He looked at me and furrowed his eyebrows. I pointed at the eggs in the pan and then realization hit him.

He unwrapped his arms around my waist and turned around fast turning the stove off. I giggled softly at how fast he turned it off. He grabbed eight plates and placed the eggs on them.

He grabbed two plates and placed them on the table.

I decided to help him and grabbed the other plates and placed them on the table as well.