First and Last 『Justin Bieber』

Chapter Fifteen

      "So, you really see me as a star? As in literally?" Justin asked breaking me out of my trance that I was quite enjoying. 

     "Huh?" I asked, confusion is probably written on my face as I put both of my hands on the sides of my face. I looked at his face, the moonlight is perfectly shining his face and I swooned. Gosh, moon, way to make me even more smitten. I smiled at him for probably the hundredth time tonight. 

     I'm always smiling when I'm with him. 

     "You described me as your star." Did I? I was so in the moment of telling him how I felt that I didn't have the time to...study the words that I was saying. I was pouring my heart out to him and I guess we both unravelled for just a tiny bit tonight. 

     "Hmmm, you are." I walked towards the bench and sat down. "Back home, there is so much light pollution that I don't see that much stars. That is, one downside of living in a city. Sometimes, when I'm alone or stressed or just plain thinking of everything, I always look up hoping to find stars and when I do, I always smiled. That's what you are to me, a rare star that always makes me smile." 

      I poked the center of his forehead with my two fingers. A sign of affection I only do to my younger brother only when he's asleep. It's my way of saying I love you to him. I guess this is me saying I like you to him. He doesn't know it yet, soon he will. 

      Silence, that's what enveloped us after I poked him, it's not awkward nor heavy, it's more of a comforting silence. He's looking at me, through my eyes. He grabbed my hand and placed it on his cheek. "You're warm." He said as I open my hands and cupped his face. He leaned into it, so this was what Mama was seeing, when she used do this to Papa back in the days when they were still together. 

      "What are you thinking?" I said as I looked into every detail of his face and at last, when I stopped into his eyes, it's like he knew that his eyes are the last for me to see. He opened his eyes, licked his lips and smiled. "I am thinking of kissing you." And just like that he smoothed his way, his lips into kissing me. Lips so soft and warm, I can't seem to let go. Somehow, it feels like the moonlight is shining on just the two of us and everywhere else is dark and we are the one who are shining. I can feel him, through this kiss, our kiss. Somehow, I can feel his blood rush up his cheeks. He deepened the kiss, his hands caressing my thighs, it feels so good. I love it, his hands that is now slowly travelling to my waist, gently caressing it, tugging it, pulling me closer to him. Our kiss so passionate, so heated, and his taste that I realize I will never have enough. 

      Straddling him, I now realized he's everywhere up my back where he slightly lifted my shirt just to touch the small part of my skin and then he's over my arms...everywhere. From my back, to my arms, and now my face. I have never felt this way before, I have never felt something so...I can't even describe it.  I love it, then he was kissing me harder, deeper, with a fervent urgent need I've never known before, I love it. Every single thing about it, I love it.

      We both pulled away, panting for breath, like we just ran a marathon and we were laughing. Tears, springing from my eyes and his eyes and we touched our foreheads together and stopped. Eyes still closed enjoying the moment "You are such a glib." 

      "I'm your glib." He then attacked me with kisses. This is what I'm missing, all throughout my average life, this is what I've been yearning for. God, please I pray for this to work, for us to work. Right now, with my life as it is right now, to me, this is absolutely perfect and I can't ask for more. 

      "I should probably head back home. I was supposed to be with Ari and Bret." He pouted and shook his head. 

     "No, let's just stay right here, my Filipina beauty." Damn, good God Justin. You just can't stop can you? I swear you're gonna make me fall sooner than later and I don't want that yet. Not just yet. I tapped him on his forehead again with my two fingers and leaned in closer to his ear. "I have to go, you can come by at me house tomorrow, yeah?" I kissed his cheek. "Time for us to close this chapter for tonight. I still have a slumber party to attend and I'm the host apparently." 

      There wasn't no arguing after that, and I can't believe it worked. He insisted on walking me home. He brought his car,but he wanted to prolong our night and not just close this chapter yet, he said. And there we are, walking with the stars above and the moon shining, hand in hand. He would jokingly stop and I'd playfully roll my eyes and tug him. 

      There's light coming from the living room of my house and I know they're still awake, of course they are. They would want to hear the story of what happened. I know they sensed our presence, because the movie's volume suddenly decreased a little bit. "Guess they heard us." 

      "Goodnight, Justin." I smiled.

      "So, that's it?" His brows furrowed cutely and I nodded. "Just a goodnight? No kiss? or something?" I shook my head. "No more." I mouthed. "You're something, aren't ya?" I nodded. 

      "Goodnight, Justin." I hugged him. "And I am incredibly so smitten with you, Drew Bieber." 

      "And I am so damn lucky to have met you, Ceinwen Morales." He hugged me so tight 

      "Gonna have to end our night with me kissing your forehead, because I kinda like cheesy clichés." Justin is an idiot and I like him.