his dreams || j.b.

twenty

Justin sat outside of Caitlin's house in a car that wasn't even his. It was an older model of some sedan that he was only driving as a disguise. He didn't need the media finding out about her, especially now.

He saw her come out of her house a minute or so after he arrived. She didn't look much different than she did when Justin had first seen her in person. Still hot as hell pretty much covered it.

She put her bag in the backseat, then moved and got in the front next to Justin. He pulled out of the driveway almost immediately after she was buckled, getting on the road towards his cabin which was close to the middle of nowhere.

"This is awkward." Caitlin looked over at Justin. He returned her look, unable to keep from smiling when he met her eyes for the first time.

Letting out a laugh, he told himself to just relax. "It's only awkward if you make it awkward. Im just driving."

"I mean, we didn't even say hello." She didn't take her eyes off of him.

"Sorry?" He locked his eyes back on the road, shrugging. "I think you need to lower your expectations of me. I am always going to find some way to disappoint you."

"I don't really think that's true." She looked forward again also, letting out a heavy breath.

"I guess not. I mean, I'll never disappoint you in bed. So get ready for that in a few hours." He managed to look at her again, smirking as he sent her a wink.

Caitlin just laughed, pulling her phone into her hands and typing away at something.

Justin noticed, chewing on the inside of his cheek a bit. "You won't have cell signal at the place we're going to. Also I'm taking your phone for the weekend."

"What?" She was staring at him again. "Why the hell would you take it?" She sounded almost panicked.

"Easy, babygirl." Justin laughed, shrugging. "It's not like I don't trust you, but it isn't exactly like I do trust you, so I just have to have it in my possession to make sure this place stays a secret."

"Whatever, dad." She rolled her eyes.

"It's daddy, to you." His sing-song voice sent back, a laugh coming from the back of his throat as she just continued to sit there in silence.

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"You still hate me?" Justin laid next to Caitlin, his arm wrapped around her bare shoulders. They were both laying naked wrapped up in the sheets of his bed at the cabin.

They had just finished a few great rounds. Justin had missed her body so much, and he was just glad it was his again. Even if only for the weekend.

"I still think you're an ass, if that answers that." She stretched a bit, laughing softly.

He just smirked, shrugging. It didn't really matter to him. "You should just sleep."

"You too, Bieber." She laughed again, looking up at him as she rested her head on his shoulder.

"Night, Caitlin." He looked down at her, her face lit up only by the moon shining through the windows.

"Night, Justin." Her eyes were closed at this point.

Soon the room was completely silent except for the soft sounds of their breathing as Justin and Caitlin both slept.

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