Concealed

Chapter 17

Tasia's POV.

Rolling my eyes as I give in to Justin's charm once again I pick up my bags and run to the passenger side of the car, quickly getting in and chucking my bags in the back seat. Smirking, Justin closes his window and restarts the engine.

"Where do you want to go?" He asks as I rub my hands together for warmth. 

"Home." I reply bluntly. "I'm still mad at you, you know?" 

Justin quickly stops the car, us both flying forward and I mentally thank myself for choosing to wear a seatbelt. "What the fuck are you doing?" I scold and he chuckles.

"Sorry babe." He smirks and I roll my eyes, "Why are you mad?"

"Because you were a dick." I say confidently, "Now take me home please." Avoiding eye contact, I can feel Justin's deep gaze fixed on me as he continues not to start the engine of his car. Giving in, I slump back into the chair and look at him. "Fine. I'm guessing taking me home isn't an option so where do you want to go?" I roll my eyes.

"I don't know," He smirks, starting the engine of his car and gliding smoothly along the road as he removes one hand from the wheel to dig into his pocket. "Lunch?" 

"Sure." I sigh, remembering how hungry I am and that I haven't eaten this entire day as Justin's hand slides out of his pocket to reveal a pack of cigarettes. My eyes widen in confusion as he flips it open and he realises, stopping what he's doing and focusing on me. 

"You don't mind if I.."

"No." I reply cooly, even though it bothers me that such a beautiful person would want to damage themselves like that. I've always been anti-smoking. He slips out a cigarette and places it between his perfect lips before reaching in the glove compartment of his car for a ligher and quickly lighting it up. 

The car fills with the smell of thick tobacco smoke which makes me feel wheezy as it mixes with the strong smell of the the fresh leather of Justin's car. I'm relieved as Justin puts his window down, me quickly doing the same. 

"So where are we going for lunch?" I question, taking in my soaking wet appearance. "Oh my God, look at me!" I shriek. My hair is plastered to my face and my clothes tight against my body, clearly revealing my bra. 

Chuckling, Justin taps his cigarette outside the window before turning his attention back to me. "We can stop by my place? My cousin's been staying with us and you look a similar size to her."

"Uh.. okay." I reply unsurely. I'm not sure how I feel about meeting Justin's mom and cousin already. I don't know what we are to eachother and I don't want them to get the wrong idea like I did.

"It'll be cool I promise." He smiles reassuringly at me and I nod, trying to relax a little.

Soon enough, Justin pulls up outside a small house that I assume to be his and his mom's. Considering his expensive car it seems strange to me that his house is so basic and small, but I decide not to ask questions; I know he's not fond of them.

"This is it." He shakes me out of my thoughts as I realise he's round my side of the car, holding the door open and waiting for me to get out. 

I quickly unbuckle my seatbelt and climb out of the car, deciding to leave my soaking wet bag inside of it.  

I follow Justin up to the front door of his house where he knocks and turns to look at me, focusing his attention on my now very seethrough top. "Are you sure you want to change?" He smirks, licking his lips. 

"Justin!" I squeal in surprise, swatting at his arm as his front door swings open. 

"Hey mom, this is Tasia." Justin states as he barges past her and makes his way down the hallway. I smile awkwardly at Justin's mom, unsure of what to do.

She's a small and pretty lady, with long brown hair and big blue eyes that sparkle as she smiles a smile just like Justin's and offers her hand out to me.

"Hi, I'm Pattie. It's nice to meet you."