There was a knock at your door, making you jump. You get off your bed, going to open the door.
"Who is it?" You ask.
"It's Justin!" The voice yelps in a goofy voice, making you giggle. You unlock your door, allowing him in.
"Hi..." You say looking up at him.
"Hey..." He says, hugging you. He parts from you, kissing your forehead.
"So... What do you want to do?" You ask locking the door. You turn to see Justin sitting on your couch, laid back with his hands in his lap.
"Hey... You okay?" You ask sitting beside him.
He nods silently. He's lying.
"Justin... I don't like liars. Now please... Tell me what's bothering you." You encourage.
He sighs deeply, taking out his phone. He clicks on his twitter, strolling down his timeline until he finds a tweet. He passes it to me.
@//chanteljeffries: pathetic you had to go to a complete stranger just to feel wanted. You don't know them. They don't know you like I know you.
"O-Kay." You say giving him his phone. "That's bothering you?"
"Can't you tell?" He spats putting his phone away.
"Why?" You ask.
"Because... She has no right to say that shit. She doesn't even understand my reason for coming here." His leg begins to shake, something that you do when your angry.
"Justin... Don't get too upset. I mean it's not like she specified anyone."
"Well I know who she's talking about and I don't like it." He rasps.
"Okay." You simply say, getting up from the couch.
"Okay? That's all you have to say is okay?!"
"Well what do you want me to say?" You say calmly.
"Doesn't it bother you?" He asks getting up to face you.
"No. Why should it?" You ask going to the kitchen.
"She doesn't know you, and she's judging you."
"Justin... A lot of people don't know me, and they judge me all the damn time. I'm not going to get mad or upset every time someone talks shit about me."
He looks at me in disbelief. "Wow. You really are different."
"Yep." I say popping the 'p'.
"So that doesn't bother you?"
"Nah ah." You say shaking your head.
"Okay." He sighs. "Maybe I am overreacting.
"Yeah. Just a little." You say.
He smiles.
"Wanna watch a movie?" You ask.
"Uh... Sure." He says, as you walk in front of him. His eyes widen looking down at you.
"What?" You ask following his eyes.
You blush when you realize your still in your t-shirt and boy shorts.
"Damn..." He moans, tugging at his bottom lip with his teeth.
"Uh... I'll go change." You say, turning to go to your room.
"No no no." Justin says grabbing your wrist. "Uh... You're fine. Just the way you are."
You smile blushing. "Come on. Let's pick a movie."
After picking a movie and fixing popcorn, you guys sit comfortably on the couch, cuddled of course. Justin couldn't stop staring at you. His hand stroked your shoulder as you laid on his chest. It was very calming.
"Justin..." You moan raising up. His eyes widen a little, staring at you.
"What is it?" He asks. You stare into his eyes. They were dark. Darker than usual. You stare at him biting your bottom lip. Suddenly you straddle his waist, taking him by surprise. Your hands go to the couch, leaning your face into Justin's.
"(Y/N)..." He moans, putting his hands behind your back. You grind your hips against his erection that was covered with basketball shorts.
"Mmmm... Baby." He moans throwing his head back. Your lips cover his, kissing him passionately, not holding back. His hands wrap around your ass, squeezing it. You moan against his lips.
"(Y/N) what are you doing to me?" He moans, cupping your cheek.
You pull away, trying to catch your breath. Suddenly, reality hits. You can't sleep with him. You can't measure up to his standards. He's too good for you.
Shaking away tears, you push away from him.
"Baby, what's wrong?" He says, panic in his voice. He grabs your shoulders, keeping you still.
"I'm sorry... I-I shouldn't teased you... I-I..." You stammer, trying to find the right words but failing.
"(Y/N)... Breathe." He coos, rubbing your back. You take a deep breath, letting it out.
"I don't know what came over me." You say looking down at Justin's white t-shirt.
"It's okay. You just... Did what came natural." He says.
"I've never did that before." You admit.
"Really?" He asks.
"Um... N-no."
His eyebrows furrow. "Are you a virgin?"
"No. I'm not." You admit, trying to get off his lap.
"No. Stay." He says holding you still.
"Justin..." You whine.
"Please?" He begs.
"Okay." You say giving in. He smiles, pulling your face to his, kissing your lips.
"You're so beautiful." He says caressing your cheeks.
"No... I'm not." You say shaking your head.
"Yes. You are." He says kissing you.
"No-"
"Yes. You. Are." He cuts you off sternly, staring in your eyes.
You couldn't respond. You just nod.
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[Justin]
She fell asleep on my chest, so I carried her into her room. I go back into the living, turning off her tv, putting everything away.
I couldn't believe what had happened. She was so confident one minute. The next, she was scared and fragile.
She was hiding something. It's something bothering her. And in order for me to break this thick brick wall that she has up.
"J-Justin..." I hear her whimper. I walk into her room, seeing her body moving about in the bed. I crawl in next to her, wrapping my arms around her body, pulling her to me.
"I'm here, baby girl." I say kissing her forehead.
"D-don't... D-don't leave me." She whimpers moving closer to me.
"Don't worry." I say pulling her closer.
"I won't."
