After eating, you guys head back to your apartment.
"Thanks for tonight. I really enjoyed it." You say as you guys stand outside your door.
"No problem. I enjoyed you as well." He smiles. He leans down, connecting your lips together.
"Umph..." You mumble. He chuckles a little.
"You wanna come in?" You ask. He silently nods, biting his bottom lip.
You turn around, opening the door with your key. Justin closes the door behind him, taking off his jacket, laying it on the couch. You place your belongings on the counter, leaning against it. He's driving you crazy with all these emotions. You can't believe this is happening to you. As you're thinking, you feel two strong hands around your waist. A pair of soft lips press against your neck.
"Justin..." You moan, biting your lip. He doesn't respond, slowly turning your body around to face him.
All you can here is his breathing. You feel his hands travel down to your legs, picking you up and sitting you on the counter. You wrap your arms around his neck, your foreheads touching, his lips inches from yours.
"I've waited... So long to have you like this." He breathes. Your body trembles at his words.
"I just... Have to kiss you again." He says, cupping your cheek.
"G-go ahead. Do it. K-kiss me." You say, encouraging him. He close his eyes, cupping your other cheek, bringing you guys closer. Soon his lips capture yours, his tongue exploring your mouth. Just the feel of it was making you wet between your legs.
Thank god you wore jeans.
His lips leave yours, traveling to your neck. Soft moans leave his mouth with each kiss. Your hands rub down his neck, to his chest where he grabs you by the wrist, keeping your hands over his heart.
"You don't... You don't understand... How much you mean to me." He says pressing his forehead to yours.
"Make me." You say softly.
He sighs deeply, looking into your eyes.
"Promise you won't get mad?" He says.
"I-I promise." You stammer.
"Well... I've been... Watching your twitter for a while." He admits.
"Wha- what?" You ask in disbelief.
"I see your tweets. I favorite them, but I don't respond. It scared me to-"
"Wait. I'm confused." You say shaking your head.
"I read one of your tweets that one of my followers retweeted. It did something to me. It was like you knew how I was feeling."
"What did it say?" You ask.
"You were saying how you were sick of people treating me bad because I was young and famous. You felt disgusted with the media because they were bullying me."
"Oh. That tweet." You say gulping.
"You remember now?" He asks smirking at you.
"Yeah. I remember." You say looking down.
"Please. Don't be mad. I swear I wanted to notice you, but I just wanted to wait for the right time."
"I-it's okay. I mean... You finally noticed me."
"Yeah." He mumbles, looking down at your wrists. His eyes widen.
"(Y/N)..." He rasps, pulling up your sleeve.
You don't say anything at first. You just look down at his hands rub the scars.
"Why?" He simply asks.
You shrug. "It... It felt good."
He shakes his head. "No. It shouldn't feel good. Your hurting yourself."
"Well it felt good at the time." You sob.
"(Y/N)... Look at me." He says raising your face up by your chin. Tears stream down your face as Justin's thumb wipe them away.
"Don't cry baby girl. It's okay now. I'm here." He coos pulling you to his chest.
At that moment you felt complete. Justin was here. In your presence, holding you in his strong arms. He rocks you gently, rubbing your head, shushing you softly.
"Are you tired?" He coos into your ear. You nod your head gently. He sweeps you into his arms bridal style carrying you into your room.
"Y-you c-can stay... If you want." You stammer.
"You sure?" He asks.
"Yeah." You sniffle.
He nods, sitting on your bed. You go into your bathroom, undressing completely. You slip on a night shirt with socks to match, take down your letting it flow down your shoulders.
"Hey..." He rasps, looking up at you.
"Hi..." You sniffle walking into your room.
"Come here." He says grabbing your hand. He pulls you on his lap, allowing you to straddle him. His hands support your back, as he presses his lips against yours.
"Don't cry anymore." He mumbles against your lips. You nod your head, as he pulls your hair behind your ear.
"I could kiss you all day." He says rubbing them. You blush a little, letting him sweet talk you.
"You should sleep." He says. He allows you to get off his lap, laying beside him.
"C-can you stay?" You ask. His eyes widen.
"If you want be to." He says.
"I-I want y-you to." You say hoarsely. He smirks, taking off his shirt and pants, crawling next to you. He wraps his arms around your waist, kissing your temple.
"Good night (Y/N)." He whispers.
"Good night Justin." You mumble before falling asleep.
