Vanessa is an under the influence teen with a strict father. However, that doesn't stop her from doing what she wants when she wants, but when she meets Justin, the mature one out of her group of friends, she begins to see that her world doesn't rev...
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The air was thick and both of the young adults could feel it, but they simply ignored it. Justin found himself deepening the kiss as he lightly tugged on Vanessa's locks. Pushing his girlfriend onto the bed, Justin positioned himself above her, his arms on both sides of her and his hands greeting the comforter. Vanessa gulped quickly as she stared at his heart lips, little did she know Justin was mimicking her actions. Their lips touched and an overwhelming feeling washed over them like it usually did when their lips met.
"I think I'm in love with you." Justin breathed, pulling away from the kiss. Vanessa's finger tips stopped fiddling with the nape of his neck and stared at him for a moment.
"Hell, I am in love with you." He admitted nervously.
Vanessa's skin began to glow and her cheeks were completely flush.
"I'm in love with you." She cooed back, showing teeth. Justin felt the urge to push out a really, but he knew her response was genuine and there was no need. She had shown it and it was written all over her face. Finally saying the words brought smiles to their faces. The words should've been said long ago, but Justin didn't want to rush and ruin anything. He finally put himself in the spot light once again and like usual, it was worth it.
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Vanessa
"In a few months, I'm going to ask you something." Justin announced with a light sigh.
"Yeah?" I chirped, as our noses touched. His soft, oily skin greeted mine. My chest was pressed again his back and one of his hands rested on my bare knee.
"Promise me you won't freak out, promise me, if things get worse..you'll say yes." He stated, his smile no longer visible. He was completely serious. Bringing my nose away from his, I analyzed him for a moment. Get worse? Was he hinting at my father's beliefs on us?
"Justin?" I questioned confused as I stared into his eyes. He was already looking into mine.
"Just promise me." He hushed. I started at him for a long while before licking my lips.
"I promise." I nodded, somewhat hesitantly.
We spent the next few hours inking each other with one of my eyeliner pencils. His skin was already marked, but he allowed me to draw little doodles and phrases along the areas that were free.
"Justin it tickles." I laughed, tempted to push his hand away from my neck. I stared sat the I love you I wrote along his forearm to distract myself.
"I'm almost done."
"What does it say?"
"You tell me." He challenged, drawing his hand back. I playfully rolled my eyes and hurriedly jumped up to read it.
"You r so sexy." I read as I touched t lightly and stared into the mirror. I spun around with an overly flattered grin.
"You goof, you would write something like that. I like how you did the y."
"I knew you would." He stated, as he got up from my bed and greeted me. He snaked his muscular arms around my torso with ease before placing a gentle kiss along my shoulder blade.
"Thank you. For everything." I breathed out at random. We finally admitted how much we meant to each other and it was hitting me. I was grateful for having someone like him in my life, someone I adored dearly. He was everything and more to me.
