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Chapter 7

-Nia-

My strange happiness about the encounter I'd had with Justin the night before and that morning quickly disappeared when I saw him with Chantel. After taking my shower, I went downstairs to see what activity was happening. Justin was sitting at the bottom of the stairs with Chantel in his lap. For a moment, I was upset. I didn't know why I expected anything more from Justin. He was nothing but a horndog and I knew it, there was no reason to feel any type of way about it.

"Excuse me," I said as I brushed past them on my way to the kitchen. Through the window, I could see the rest of the guys outside playing basketball on Trey's personal court. India was watching from the bleachers, so I decided to join her.

"Look who decided to finally wake up," she said when I sat down. I just rolled my eyes and leaned back. "Last night was a disaster," I groaned. "I had fun and it seemed like you did too. What happened?" she asked. "It was fun at first. Then, Diggy got sloppy drunk and there's nothing cute about that. If that wasn't enough, I was a little tipsy and decided that hooking up with Justin would be a good idea."

"You're lying!"

"I wish I was. I don't know what it is about him, but I can't seem to control myself when he's in my ear sweet-talking me. He's such a fucking jerk!"

A rush of anger pulsated through my body and before India could say anything, I was walking back toward the house. Justin was still sitting on the stairs, but Chantel was nowhere to be found. A smirk appeared on his face when I walked up to him. "What's up baby?"

"You're an asshole, you know that right? I don't know why you think you're so special, but you're not. Just because any other girl would fuck you in a heartbeat doesn't mean I will. If you think you're gonna play your little game with me, you better think again. I am not one of those dumb sluts at school who's going to let you get in their pants. I am a lady and shall be treated as such. You know what? You're not even worth my time. I hate you Justin. You're nothing but an arrogant, annoying, dumb ass man whore!"

What pissed me off most was that stupid smirk that never left his face. "You done?" he asked. I stared at him for a second then nodded. Before I could realize what was happening, he pulled me into a passionate kiss. As much as I was enjoying it, I knew I had to resist, so I pushed him away. "You really thought kissing me was going to change how I felt?" I demanded. "Guess I gotta try again," he said.

He pressed his lips against mine again and began pushing me backwards until I was pinned to the wall. He laced his fingers with mine and I let my other hand play with his curls while his other arm wrapped tightly around my waist. We both knew that I wasn't fooling anybody. I was feeling Justin way more than I wanted to and, no matter how much I denied it, nothing was changing anytime soon.

"Justin??"

He pulled away and turned around to see where the voice was coming from. Chantel was standing at the bottom of the staircase, eyes open wide in disbelief. "Are you kidding me right now?!" she screeched. When Justin didn't say anything, she stormed off while muttering under her breath. Justin turned back to me, but didn't kiss me. "Why'd you stop?" I asked. "You're just...gorgeous," he mumbled. We kissed for a few more minutes before I pulled away.

"What about Chantel?" I questioned.

"What about her?" he replied.

"Isn't she like...your girl or something?"

"She was just the girl I fucked around with the most. Chantel knows the type of guy I am, so she shouldn't be surprised by this," he said.

I removed myself from his grip and began to walk away.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I know the type of guy you are too, so I just want to end this before it even starts."

"But you're different," he said.

"What do you mean by different?"

"You're the type of girl that makes a guy like me wanna think about changing his ways."

That almost got me...almost.

"Bullshit Justin. Like I said before, I'm not one of those girls at school who just believes any word you tell her. I know your reputation and I don't want to get hurt. The best way for me to do that is by staying as far away from you as possible," I said.

He walked over to me and took my hand in his. "I'm not bullshitting you, okay? I really do think you're different. Why do you think I've been sweating you so hard? I just to show you that I can change if I have the right motivation. That motivation is you. The only way I can show you that is if you give me a chance. I'm not asking you to be my girlfriend, but I'm asking you to have faith in me. Can you do that?" he asked.

I looked in his eyes for any traces of insincerity, but I couldn't seem to find any. God knows I wanted to just walk away from him with no second thoughts, I just couldn't. There was something about Justin that made me feel...I couldn't even find the words to describe it.

"Yeah, I can do that."

The words were out of my mouth before my brain could process what I was saying. The smirk that was on his face earlier returned. "Good," he said. I closed my eyes and sighed. What did I just get myself into?