Crash ~Justin Bieber~

Chapter 52 ~ In My Corner

(Rachel's POV)

For as long as I could remember I had always held onto Justin's hand by his thumb. My whole hand could wrap around it and his large palm would cover mine.

"Goodnight mouse,"

When we went to sleep Justin offered me his thumb to hold.

Sometimes Justin would make fun of me and he would move his hand away while I was sleeping. My eyelids would flutter open and I would fret for him.

"I'm still here..."

He would laugh and give me his hand back. He would cuddle me closer and tell me it was okay.

Holding Justin's thumb told me that he was still there. Holding Justin's thumb told me that everything was okay.

"Rache.."

"No..."

He now woke me up in the mornings by taking his hand away.

"We have to get up... it's seven..."

"No..."

"Yes..." he whispered, "Come on, we can go and get some breakfast"

"I'm tired..."

"You slept like a baby..." he rolled over on top of me, "You're not tired..."

"I am..."

"Waaake up"

"No..."

"I'll tickle you..."

His hands slid daringly over my stomach.

"Okay I'm awake!"

He laughed while I rubbed my eyes. Justin was in a strange mood and he was staring at me intently. I felt like I was being analyzed.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked.

"Do what?"

"The doll thing..."

"Oh... yes"

I had forgotten that I was a doll today.

"I'll miss you,"

"I'll still be here..." I promised him, "I'll just be quieter and less talkative..."

"But that's not you... you're loud and you're feisty..."

"Well I have to be loud and feisty sometime. Otherwise nobody listens to me..."

"I listen to you"

"Sometimes,"

"Always..."

I smiled back at him as his nose brushed mine.

"When I'm mean today... just remember that I'm only playing... okay?"

"Okay..." I agreed.

"So go and get dressed..."

"Do I get to choose what I wear?"

He laughed and rolled off of me, "No,"

"But Justin!"

"But Dustin!"

Justin made me change my outfit five times. He didn't do it to be fashionable; he did it to be annoying. The outfit that he decided upon was uncomfortable and unreasonable.

"I'll freeze! This jacket is too thin!"

"I'll cuddle you," he promised, "Now lets go"

"Wait a second" I ran over to my vanity.