The Angel and her Demon

Twenty-Nine

I knew something was wrong right when I woke up the next morning. Justin was already up and he was pacing back and forth, running his hand through his hair clearly frustrated.

He didn't even notice I had woken up. He was mumbling to himself, and his eyebrows were furrowed. His jaw was constantly clenching and un-clenching. He had a sort of worried look in his eyes, and I couldn't help but wonder what was wrong.

"Justin?" I finally spoke up, causing his head to snap in my direction and his eyes to lock with mine. His lips parted as if he were to say something, but nothing came out of his mouth.

He simply walked to me, and sat down on the bed, looking down at me. Before I knew it, his lips were on mine and as I was shocked as I was for the first few seconds I found myself almost immediately kissing back.

Justin's lips moved slowly against mine, feeling just as warm as always. But somehow the way he kissed me was different than usual. I could feel he was tense and worried.

When we pulled away from each other and I just looked at Justin confused. I had no idea of what was going on in his mind but it was clear he was worried.

"Justin seriously, what's wrong?" I asked and frowned a little at him. Justin sighed, running his hand through his hair - he remained silent though, his eyes just staring into mine.

They were the usual dark brown, only now they had a worried look in them. I raised my eyebrow at his actions, becoming slightly frustrated by the fact Justin wouldn't tell me what was wrong.

"It's nothing you need to worry about Ally." Justin finally spoke sincerely. I sighed and nodded, feeling a slight amount of hurt build up in me because of the fact he didn't trust me enough to tell me.

I didn't say anything about it though, I don't want to cause another argument between us two. Not now that everything is going so well between us.

"Okay." I said and sat up on the bed while yawning. I felt tired although I did have a good night sleep. Justin chuckled and pulled me on his lap, keeping his arms wrapped around my waist.

I sighed in content and leaned my head against his chest listening to his steady heartbeat. Justin's arms tightened their grip on me and pulled me closer as he pressed his lips to my forehead.

"Sorry I can't tell you Angel. I promise I will tell you soon." Justin whispered, pushing a few strands of my hair behind my ear. I blushed slightly at his actions and nodded. I was totally fine with him telling me later, if that's what made him feel more comfortable about telling me.

I looked up at Justin, who was playing with my hair a beautiful smile on his face. His eyes sparkled with happiness, although there still was that small hint of worry in them. But right in this moment he seemed more happy than worried.

Just then my stomach growled rather loudly, making my cheeks flush embarrasment. Justin just laughed and stood up still holding me in his arms. He started to walk to the door while carrying me.

"Justin, what are you doing?" I asked, looking up at him as he chuckled and continued walking towards the stairs.

"Cooking you breakfast." He replied as he walked into the kitchen and set me down on the counter. I giggles and swung my legs back and forth while watching Justin who was now looking through the cabinet for something.

He looked very good, he wasn't wearing a shit, which just showed off his perfectly toned body and his sweatpants were hanging low, showing off his red boxers.

"Are you sure that this is a good idea? I mean... You cooking breakfast?" I asked playfully. Justin gasped faking hurt and looked at me pouting.

"I'm offended Angel." He stated, holding his hand over his heart dramatically. I laughed and shook my head, hopping off the counter and walking to Justin.

He was still pouting, but I could see he was fighting the urge to smile. I wrapped my arms around his neck and stood on my tippy toes, pecking his pout quickly.

"Don't be offended Jay." I said and Justin chuckled - allowing the smile he was holding back to spread across his face. He wrapped his arms around my waist tightly and smirked a little.

"Never was, I know I'm a wonderful chef." He winked. I groaned in annoyance and smacked his bicep.

"Don't get cocky Bieber." I warned causing him to laugh and shake his head in amusement.

"I'm not Angel, now let me make breakfast." He said, grabbing some pancake mix. I nodded and just held my arms wrapped around his waist watching him as he put the pancake mix together.

Justin baked the pancakes quickly, humming silent tones while he did so. I just watched him and listened to his humming, enjoying the sound of his voice. I still couldn't let go of how he had been so worried this morning, but I decided to not to talk about it with him right now.

As Justin was putting the pancakes on the plates, the doorbell suddenly rang. Justin sighed and was about to walk to the door but I stopped him by grabbing his wrist.

"I'll go check who it is, okay?" Justin nodded at my words and went back to putting the pancakes on the plates, and I walked to the door. I had no clue who it could be, who would come here at this time of the day?

I reached the door and pulled it open slowly, to reveal a guy. But it wasn't just any guy, he looked just like Justin - except that his eyes were a deep shade of bloody red and they had this evil sparkle in them.

He looked frightening. He smirked at me, sending shivers down my spine. He took a step closer to me, grabbing my wrist into his. His grip was tight and it felt as if something was burning my skin.

I was petrified, I couldn't speak. He smirked even wider, pulling me close to him, clamping his hand over my mouth so I couldn't speak. His touch was burning my skin, and no matter how much I squirmed I couldn't get out of his grip. Then, he suddenly spoke, his voice cold and frightening;

"I've been waiting to finally meet you, Ally Jones. Such a shame that there will come an end to this quite soon."