My Two Flames✔️

Chapter 14

Next chapter is all Justin !!Xxx

I'm brushing my hair, well more like attacking it with a brush when I hear a knock on my door.

I let out my breath and I drop the comb on the ground and glare at it for not doing its job as I go to answer the wooden thing.

I pull open the door, expecting to see my mom there since she would want to know every detail of what happened.

But, when I see Justin there, his hands in his pockets and a slight smile on his face, my heart shoots to the moon.

"Hey, "He whispers and I have enough sense to say hey back. He looks me up and down and his eyebrows furrow together.

"You're not busy are you?" I shake my head and then stop. God, I look like an idiot. I move out of his way and sweep my hand out telling him to come in and he walks in and looks around.

I start to shut the door when I notice my black bra from earlier on the ground.

Fucking perfect.

Justin's eyes continue to sweep the room and I move over to the bra and get in front of it before he has a chance to make eye contact with the thing.

How mortified would I be if that happened?

"Cute room, "He says and goes to look at the ground. When he isn't looking at me, I bend down fast, collect the bra in my hand and shove it in between my desk and wall.

"So!" I say loudly, glad to have something go right for once. "What brings you up here?" He turns to me and wipes a hand down his leg.

"I was wondering if you had time to talk."

"Talk?" I ask, a little surprised. What would Justin want to talk about? I sit on the bed and I motion for him to join me, but he stays standing.

Okay ...

My mind works over why he could be here and my mind locks on one thought. What if he was here to ask for girl advice? What if he really did like someone else?

I knew I should have checked his phone. The wallet wasn't enough. Ugh, I swear if he asks me to help him pick out flowers and stuff, I'm out.

"Nice night, huh?" He asks, looking at my window. I look at the window too and then look back to him.

Okay, he wanted to talk about the weather?

"I guess, " I say, rubbing my hands through my still non brushed hair. I probably looked like I went through a tornado.

But, hey, at least I didn't have one Bunny slippers.

" I'm not really a person who likes the dark. I use to be scared of it when I was little, "

Justin eyes finally flick to mine and he smiles a little, that one dimple popping up. "I use to be afraid of it too. But, don't tell anyone that because then they won't think I'm man enough, "

I wink at him and put a finger to my lips.

"Your secret is safe with me, "I realize that me and him have actually gone through a real conversation without one of us tripping on another or me stuttering.

He smiles again and reaches for my chair to my desk and turns it around and lays his arms against the back.

" So, Mia Hastings. I never did get to ask you how it has been. "I watch as he moves his hair out his face with his hand and his scar shows.

I know he must get insecure about it, but to me it was beautiful in a way. It showed how hard his past was and how strong he was.

"I'm not that interesting to talk about, " I say and tuck my legs under me. I start to play with a piece of lent that was on my bed.