Reckless & Clumsy

Part 9

Now it's Justin's turn to be

embarassed. You see his lips saying the word "fuck" but his voice doesn't do anything. You feel the bulge growing bigger and Justin stares at you, probably trying to figure out if you've already realized it. You really don't know what to do but you know you really need to get off his lap. You stare back into his eyes and get uo and lay down next to him. You two sit there for a moment, just in silence. You don't dare to look at Justin and you try to watch Bart Simpson on the TV screen, but that's not that easy if there's a quite big bulge in your friends trousers. After a while you decide that you can't just leave it on that. "Justin. It's not a problem, it's just... you know... I'm not used to that... obviously...", you say softly, still trying not to stare at his pants. "I just.... I don't know where this comes from... I thought I was out of this part of life where everything gives you a boner... you know puberty...", he stutters back. "You smirk and finally dare to look at his face. He's really red and you can't look at him like this really long. "Well, you're still not out of puberty, boy", you joke. He laughs and you're both thankful that the awkward situation turned into one of your usual funny conversations. "Hey! Look at me and tell me again I'm a boy. Do the guys at your school look the same as me?", he asks. You look at him, from the bottom to the top (and you gladly see that the bulge almost disappeared). "You're a cute little boy. And the guys at my school look ways much better than you!", you lie. You see his abs through his dark shirt and you're sure no one at your school has got a body like this. Justin sees you looking at his abs and smirks. He lifts up his shirt a little bit and then lifts his eyebrow like he'd be asking "u sure?". You bite your lip and quickly look away and you feel your cheecks turning red. "There you go. The cute red cheeks again. I'll take that as a 'yes Justin I lied, you look better than all the boys at my school together'", he says. You blush even more and Justin chuckles.Your cheeks burn from redness and you hide your face in your hands. "Justin, stop that!", you say with a smirk. "What? I can confuse you with my abs? I thought I was just a cute little boy", Justin says innocently. You look at him and he lifts his shirt a little bit again. "Oh... okay! I admit, your.... I think you spend a lot of time in the gym... like... I.. uhmm... Justin!", you stutter. "Oww I made you speechless. Whoops!", Justin says in a cute voice. You look into his eyes and he just looks so perfect. He stares back and you see his brown eyes, his hand still touching the bottom of his shirt, his teeth biting his lips. Wait! You aren't allowed to feel like this. He's just a friend. A good friend who happened to be an international popstar. A good friend who happened to look like a sex god. Just. A. Friend. He's 19, you think. I'm hardly 16. Why would he ever want you? We're friends. And I'll go to an interview next week, telling the world that the kiss was an accident.

You sigh and look away because you don't want any more stupid thoughts in your mind. You see Justin's lips, just for a millisecond. And there it is. The feeling. The feelings. You remember his warm lips on yours. Also only for a millisecond. You stand up from the bed and go to the bathroom. You look into the mirror. You look the same as always. But there's one big difference. There's a huge smile on your face. The smile reminds you of a film you'd seen once. A depressed girl, finding the love of her life and smile like this for the rest of the film. A horrible film. Ways too perfect to be real. You remember Justin's lips saying the words "You know, no women can resist me" a couple of days ago. "Yes, I can", you whisper, still staring into the mirror. But you know you just lied. You know it but you can't admit it. Not even to yourself. You nervously rub your hands. You've got a huge microphone (spelling...?) in front of your face and you're about to do an interview. It turned out that it was only a radio interview and it wasn't live. Thanks goodness. But you're very nervous anyways. Only Justin sitting calmly next to you on his chair (Your knees are touching what nearly made you freak out but you didn't allow yourself to think about that) stopped you from freaking out. "So, Justin. You have had a lot around you in the last couple of days", the interviewer said and Justin nodded. "Especially a picture of you kissing a girl in the middle of the street caused a huge scene. But calm down, Beliebers. Justin's here to explain today and he's even got his friend with him. Or should I say girlfriend?", the interviewer keeps on. "Well, a lot of you will probably not believe it, but we're actually just friends.", Justin says and you're glad you haven't had to do anything yet. "Well, how do you explain your kiss then?" "Well, it was kind of an accident. *yn*, you better tell them" You wide your eyss and shake your head but everyone in the studio is looking at you and you don't really have a choice. "W-well... I was at starbucks with Justin and we had a funny conversation. I wanted to kiss his cheek but he turned his head in the wrong second... and... yeah... not really spectacular this whole thing.", you say. "Not spectacular? The whole world is talking about you two!", the interviewer says. You smirk. "I knew no one is gonna believe us", Justin says sarcastically. "Well, just in case we'd lie: I'm barely sixteen. Justin's 21. Do you really think we could be a couple?", you say. Your voice sounds honest and normal, but you feel your heart skipping a beat when you say that.

The rest of the interview goes on quite well, Justin mainly talks about his music. You're glad you helped Justin with the interview and you're also glad it's over. You let yourself fall on the bed in your hotel room. You're really tired and you just want to sleep. You almost fell asleep when you hear a gentle knock on the door. "Whosere?", you ask sleepily. "It's me", you hear Justin's voice. "Come in" You hear the door open and you see Justin slightly come in and closing the door behind. You sit up and look at him. He's looking perfect as always. "Why are you here?", you ask. You sound quite annoyed, even if you didn't mean it this way. Justin raises his eyebrow and asks: "Are you mad? Did I do something wrong?" You smirk and shake your head. "No... just tired" "Oh sorry should I go to my room? You need your sleep. I just thought we might could hang out a little bit but if you wanna sleep, just tell me to go", he says. You smile at the way he shows you that he cares about you. Why aren't the guys at school not like this?, you think. "No, no, you can stay", you answer. Justin sits down on your bed and looks at you. "I wanted to thank you for doing the interview with me", he says. "You're welcome. And I actually didn't do that much though. You were talking the main time...", you reply. "I didn't want you to feel uncomfortable. So I tried to keep you out as much as I could.", he says and you sigh. "Why can't all guys be like this?", you say gently, nearly whispering. You didn't mean to say it out loud but it just came out of your mouth. Justin looks at you. You feel your cheeks getting red and you quickly look away. "You don't need to be embarassed. We all have those thoughts that just don't wanna stay in the mind. They need to be spoken. But you're cute with those red cheeks though.", he says softly. You feel tears coming up. You don't really know why, but he's just too nice. "Justin...", you say but your voice cracks. "Justin, stop saying that please", you whisper. "But... why?", he asks. You look into his eyes and you see nothing but condfusion. "I... Justin... I just... it... it just isn't really a good thing to say because i kinda-", you say. Justin stares at you for a few seconds. But then you see him realizing. Realizing that you don't want to be 'just his friend'. You swallow hard and look down. "*yn*...", Justin says and but he obviously doesn't really know what to say. "So... so you mean you... you... uhmm-", he starts again but you cut him off. "yeah Justin, I think I freakin' fell in love with you", you say. You're surprised about your own words but it feels good to say these words. You sigh and you feel your face turning in a bright shade of red. "*yn*... I don't really know what to say about that... I mean... why didn't you tell me earlier?", Justin says gently. You're glad he reacts like this and doesn't just go out of the room or something. "I... I don't know it that long myself. I think I couldn't really admit it to myself.", you say. Justin looks down at your hands which are nervously puting themselves into fists and relaxing again. "What are you gonna do now?", you ask with a shaking voice. He's probably going to break something now because he's angry that he can't have a girl being just his friend, you think. But you thought wrong.