Reckless & Clumsy

Part 11

You're standing in front of your house. You'd never felt that nervous for entering your home before. You can't really explain why you're so nervous, you just haven't really seen your parents for a while and you're glad to be back home. Even though you'd had a really good time with Justin. You ring the door bell since your parents didn't use to lock their house usually but because of all the paparzzi they locked it. Your mom comes to the door and you enter. You say hi to your parents and chat a little bit with them about the last couple of days, then you leave the living room and go upstairs to your room. Justin didn't come with you because of the paparazzi and the bad press it'd give if you were spotted

together. But he promised to come around later this day. So you unpack your stuff and start creeping around on twitter a little bit. You still get a lot of rude mentions and comments but you just always try to remember that they're just jealous. After about an hour you hear the door bell ring again. You kind of know it's Justin and you eventually hear your mom chatting to him. "Up stairs, first door to the left" you hear her say and a few seconds later, the door opene and Justin is standing there, looking stunning as always. You jump off your bed and run into his arms. He hugs you back and closes the door behind him. "Hi", he chuckles. "Hi", you say and pull away from the hug. "I'm sorry my room is messy", you say quickly as soon as you notice that your room doesn't look as cleaned up as usually. "If you compare it to my room, this is quite cleaned up", Justin answers smiling. You smirk and sit on the chair that belongs to your desk. And then you see it. "Oh my god, Justin", you say surprised. "What?", he asks. "I have still a lot of homework to do. I have to go back to school in like two days", you answer anxious. Justin just chuckles and you get up and search your room for your agenda. You finally find it and want to sit back on the chair but Justin took it and looks at you with the biggest smile you'd ever seen. You pretend not to see him and sit on his lap, starting to do your algebra-homework.

With Justin's arms wrapped around your waist, you're trying to focus kn the algebra exercises. You're not really good in maths anyways, and when Justin starts to kiss your neck and hug you tighter, you don't even remember what 2x3 is. "Justin.... I really need to do this now", you say and look back at him. He looks deep into your eyes and you stare back. After a few seconds of staring, he lays his head onto your back and lets you continue. But only a few minutes later, you feel Justin's hands travelling down to the bottom of your shirt. You instinctively flex all the muscles in your body and hope he's going to do the right decition again, but he doesn't. A few seconds after you realizing your body is all flexed, you feel Justin's hands on your naked stommack, slowly travelling upwards and you can't help but relax and enjoy it. But then, just before his hands reached your boobs, the door to your room flys open.

You quickly turn your head around to see who opened the door. You fortunately realize that you couldn't see Justin's arms when standing by the door because the back of the chair was covering it. Your mother stood

there, looking quite confused at you. "Uhhhmm... what are you guys doing?", she asks. "Justin is helping me with my algebra homework", you stutter

and your mom's face brightens up. "ow... well, I don't want to make you stop doing your homework! I just wanted to ask if you needed something...", she answers and you shake your head to sign her you don't need anything. Justin's hands are still under your shirt and he gently caresses your skin. You shiver and look at your mom with the can-you-please-leave- look. "Are you sure you're okay?", she asks. You sigh and nod. Justin's hands travel a little bit upwards now and he starts 'massaging' your breasts. "Y-yes... I'm fine... C-could you please let me finish my homework now?" Your mom looks a last time at you to check if you really are okay, but after this, she finally leaves. You exhale loudly and look back at Justin. "Justin, you can't do that! Especially not when my mom looks at me!", you say. Justin chuckles and starts kissing your neck. "You liked it though", he whispers seducively. You sigh and try to focus on what you wanted to say. "Justin.... I-i'm serious!", you manage to say. "C'mon", he whispers against your neck. But now you have enough. You get up and sit on his lap the other way so you face him and you cause his hands to slip out of your shirt at the same time. "Justin.... I'm 16... I'm sorry but I really don't want to do this now", you say gently whilst looking deep into his eyes to make him understand. "I'm sorry... You... you just kinda turn me on by sitting on me like this... I try to control myself.", he says gently and blushes hardly. You can't help but kiss him. "You shouldn't have done that", he says after breaking away from the kiss."Why?", you ask and kiss him again. "Oh shit, *yn*, you really shouldn't hsve done THAT", he says and blushes. But then you finally get it. "Justin...? A-are you having a boner?", you ask softly. Justin blushes even harder and nods, causing you to get off his lap and lay down on your bed, waiting for the awkward situation to pass. "I-i'm sorry", Justin whispers, his face still in a burning shade of red. "I can't control that" "It's okay... it was also kinda my fault ... it's just... if this is gonna happen every time...", you say, failing to build full sentences. Justin looks to the ground and your room is filled with silence for a while. "Justin?", you ask. He spins the chair around and fully faces you. "Do you really think this is gonna work?", you ask and try not to look into his staring eyes. "What do you mean?", he asks and you could hear in his voice that he was afraid of what you are gonna say. "I mean... You're three years older than me, you're travelling the whole world, you never stay at a place for longer than like.... a month... and I'm a simple girl, I'm still at school, and it's even illegal for us to sleep together.", you say quickly and look down because you don't want to see his reaction. "Look, *yn*, you're right. But I know we can make it work. And the fact that I can't sleep with you... of course it's annoying me, but i'm gonna wait if it makes you happy", he says after a while.

You can't help but smile. It's so cute how he waits for you. "Thank you", you whisper. "But i need to finish my homework now", you say then and stand up from your bed and sit back on Justin's lap. "Should I help you?", he asks. "What do you mean 'should I help you'"?, you ask back. "I asked if I can help you with your algebra", he repeats. "You mean you've been sitting behind me, watching me struggle with the algebra exercises, knowing the answers AND NOT TELLING ME?", you ask surprised. Justin chuckles and nods. "Well... you didn't ask so I thought you probably wanted to do it yourself", he says with a nasty smirk on his lips. You sigh and you finish your homework together. #newpart "Justin?", you ask. You've finished homework and you're laying on your bed, supposedly watching TV but not really paying attention. "How do you deal with all the hate?", you ask whilst scrolling through the comments of Justin's recent instagram picture. Most of the comments are nice or kind of inappropreate, but some of them wish Justin's death or worse. "You know, I've been in this buisness since I was 15 and I think I kind of got used to it... You can't have everyone to like you. You just need to accept that.", he answers and makes you think about it for a while. "I've got a question for you too", he says after a while. "Yeah?" "What color is your thoothbrush?", he asks with a nasty smirk on his lips. You chuckle because this question reminds you of your first day with Justin. "baby blue", you answer and laugh. "Let's go to the beach tomorrow", he says out of nowhere. You chuckle about the way you two communicate. "Of course... but you'll have to keep your hands off me in publicity. Even if I'm gonna wear a sexy bikini", you say jokingly. "Of course", Justin whispers against your forehead and puts his arm around you. You laugh out loudly because you imagine a stranger's reaction to your conversation. "What?", he asks. "I just imagined what strangers would say to us two", you answer and Justin laughs too. After a few seconds you get serious again and then you ask: "Justin?" "Yeah?" "What the hell are we doing"