Our Little Secret | [j.b]

5

Rosaline F.

I rose from the bed as the smell of delicious breakfast filled my nostrils. I smiled as I looked over to find Justin standing in front of me, watching me quietly. "You made this for me?" I took my fork to start digging in. "Yes for you." He smiled and sighed heavily, looking at me again. "I'm sorry," he finally said. "For twat?" my mouth was full and I felt my face heat up as I realized he was watching me eat all sloppy. He lent over and wiped the corner of my mouth, running his soft thumb across my bottom lip afterwards. He looked into my eyes and looked away again. "I'm sorry for the way I acted yesterday. I shouldn't have said that...about living with an abusive boyfriend. I know you care about him." He looked back at me, waiting for an answer. I shook my head lightly. "No it's ok, I was being stupid for defending an asshole like that." I thought he loved me. For him to do that to me, I would have never thought Chris would ever hurt me. And he did.

"Are you going back there to confront him or staying to keep me company?" he gave me a small smirk. "Well," I looked down at my almost empty plate. "Depends, how boring is it here?" he shoved me and laughed. God, I loved his laugh. "It's not boring with you here." he said truthfully. "I know I'm awesome." I smiled big.

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"JUSTIN MY FREAKING HAIR!" I chased him through the kitchen, trying to get payback for ruining my hair. He suggested we make cupcakes. His mom use to make them all the time and showed him the recipe and suggested it. Just now he threw icing in my hair. Time to mess up his little perfect quiff. I had him corner and held a hand full of icing ready to splash it into his hair. He backed against the wall and closed his eyes, waiting for the blow. "Any last words Bieber?" he smirked. "You don't have the guts to do it. You luuuv my hair." he said. "Bet." I grabbed it head and smushed it all on his hair, making sure to mess up the gel that held it together. "Nooo..." he said and slid down on his knees. "My beautiful hair!" he yelled dramatically.

"Oh stop being a baby," I licked my fingers. Hm? His mom knew what she was doing, this is so good. "You're washing this out for me." He stated. "Noted. So are you." He shook his head. "Fine, then we'll be even." He got a phone call and held up his finger, answering the call. His expression changed quickly. "Sel please stop calling. I'm done with you." He hung up and gestured for me to come with him to the kitchen. "Wine?" he offered. I wanted to know who was Sel? Was it a girl? It could be a guy name Sel, right?

"Um, sure." he poured himself a glass and a glass for me. "Thank you." We ended up drinking more than planned and I was a tad bit tipsy. "Rose remembered the first day you came to work and you were stuttering?" Justin laughed and held his stomach. "I remember, I was sooo nervous." We finally calmed down and stood there in silence. We looked at each other again and burst into laughter again. "Stop making me laugh Bieber." He shook his head no. "I'll stop if you stop." he poked my nose. "No you first." he got closer. "No you first." he got closer, too close. So close, his lips were inches from mine. If I leaned forward just a little bit, his would be on mine. "Fine I'll go first." I don't know what happened, but I leaned forward and pressed my lips onto his. Feeling his soft lips move with mine, was heaven I've waited for. I felt guilt, but I pushed it away and wrapped my arms around his neck. His hands placed on my sides. He sat me on the counter and brought his lips to my neck. It was wrong but it felt right. To be here with him. My senses finally came back and I pushed him away.

"No, no!" I looked around frantically. "What have I done?!" I asked myself. "Calm dow—" Justin tried to calm me down but I cut him off. "No, I can't! This was a mistake. I have to go home." he grabbed my wrist and pleaded for me to stay, that he was sorry but I should be sorry. I kissed him! I yanked my arm away and grabbed my stuff and got into my car speeding away. How could I kiss him? Why did I kiss him? It was so wrong to do that but I couldn't get his soft lips on mine out of my head.

Would I ever?

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