There was silence. Nothing was said between you two. Justin stares at you with remorseful eyes.
"Don't... Don't look at me like that." You say.
"Like what?"
"Like... You feel sorry for me." You say going to turn away from him. He pulls your wrist, stopping you from moving.
"I don't..." He says.
"Then why are you making that face?" You ask.
"Because... Someone you thought loved you left because you loved someone else..."
"Yeah... Basically."
"And... The fact that... You love me... As a belieber..."
"No... It's deeper than that." You simply say.
"How deep?" He rasps in your ear.
"You saved me... Listening to your music... It seemed like you were singing directly to me. It helped me."
"I'm glad." He smirks.
"Um... I'm sorry for bringing her up." You apologize.
"Don't worry. I'm okay."
"You sure?" You asks. He nods his head, smiling.
"So... Do you wanna meet my mom?" He asks.
"Of course." You say.
"Great. We'll leave in a few days." He says kissing your forehead.
"Ok. I just have some things to take care of first." You say getting off the bed.
"Hey... Where are you going missy?" He says grabbing you waist, bringing you down on the bed with him. You squeal as he wraps his legs around your waist, pinning you down.
"Can I go pee, please?" You giggle.
"Kiss me first." He says.
"Okay. Let me go." You say, panting from all the laughing.
You turn your body around, pressing your lips against his softly.
"How was that?" You ask against his lips.
"Amazing... Just like the rest." He admits.
"Now can I go pee?" You ask.
"Yes... You may." He says letting you go.
