Deadly In Love (A JB fanfic)

Chapter 21

(Christie's pov)
I wake up with Justin's arms around me. I feel protected yet sad, because he's giving me more love than I deserve. I have no idea what time it is, but I feel Justin inhale deeply before waking up. I turn to him, and his eyes are wide open, looking at me in wonder.
"Hey." His morning voice speaks sexily. "Hi," I smile shyly. He turns on his back, stretching out; then he pulls me off the bed with him. His fingers placed on my jawline, he kisses me softly.
"I'll let you get ready," he pecks my cheek before stepping out of his room. I walk into the bathroom, so I can take a hot, relaxing shower. It feels good to loosen up a little. I take my time making sure my hair is straightened to perfection. I do my makeup, and put on a dark gray sweater with blue jeans. Once I step into the main room, I see Justin and his friends talking in the kitchen. He notices me and signals me to come over to him. I smile bashfully before making my way over to them.
"Hey Christie," Za gives me a friendly smile. "Hi," I smile back. "How you doing?" Khalil asks me. "Good. Are you ok?" I ask him, mostly because I know he's dealing with a great loss right now.
"Yeah, I'm good," he nods giving me a sweet smile. Wow, that was the first time I've started a conversation with them.
"Want a poptart?" Justin opens a box of strawberry pop tarts. "No, thank you."
I fill a glass with water, and take a sip. Justin hands me a pack of pop tarts anyways, giving me a serious expression. I take the package out of his hands, and slowly open it. The pastries look disgusting and fattening. I can't eat this, it's too many calories.
"I rescheduled the meet up for tonight," Khalil announces, not paying attention to me or Justin. "Ok. We'll make sure to be there," Justin takes the pop tarts away from me. "In the meantime, we'll be back later," Justin grabs my hand, pulling me out of the apartment. He breaks one of the pastries in half, then hands it to me.
"Eat it." I'm tired of him doing this. I hate food. I won't eat it, so I won't argue with him over this again. "No," I reply flatly. "Christie."
His eyes are concerned. Weakly, I give in and take a regular sized bite out of it, then throw the rest out the window. He looks satisfied, yet still concerned. And I still feel really bad.
-6pm-
We've been talking a lot today, which I've been wanting to do for awhile. I want to know Justin. I want to see the kind of guy I'm trusting. But I also want to become obsessed with him in a good way. His little hobbies interest me, and I want to know more. As for me, I doubt he wants to know about me. My hobbies don't involve collecting jewelry, but unscrewing hand pencil sharpeners for the razors.

Justin drives behind a building, which I guess is our hangout place. We step out and sit down against the building. It's cold and shady, but Justin's body sits beside me, pressed against mine. His warmth keeps me warm company.
"Hey babe, when's your birthday?" "It's the 6th of April." "So it's coming up," he grins in amiability. "Yeah," I smile back at him.
"I guess I'm gonna have to make it extra special for you," he winks, making me blush and giggle. Justin's smile widens as he cups my face up to his.
"You're so beautiful babe."
My cheeks burn red, and he chuckles softly. Justin places his hand behind my neck. His lips touch mine as he holds my hand on his six pack. His warmth transfers to my hand all the way to my cheeks, and his tongue roams in my mouth. Kisses from Justin are the most amazing feeling ever. They're irreplaceable.
Then Justin stops, and I give him a desperate look.
"Don't worry. We'll continue this later," he smirks and backs away. "Ok," I blush as he leads me back to his car. Justin drives back to his apartment, and enters the room.
"You didn't forget," Za points out. "Why the fuck do you think that?" Justin does a little chuckle that makes me want his charm. "Don't know," Za shrugs and searches his pockets.
"This shouldn't take long. We just gotta do a couple favors," Khalil assures us.
"Ok, let me get a few things," Justin pulls me into his room. "We're just gonna sell some drugs, then help out another gang with something," he explains, and it makes complete sense to me. "Ok, so I just wait in the car?" I nibble my bottom lip. "Yea baby," Justin smiles with his eyes on my mouth.

We walk out and back into Justin's car. Khalil drives into an alley, then the car stops. "You ok with waiting here babe?" Justin asks me.
"Yeah, that's fine," I nod carelessly. I know that Justin doesn't want everyone figuring out that he has a girlfriend. Not that he's embarrassed of it, but because he doesn't want me to get hurt. I get it, and that's ok.
Justin and his friends approach an unfamiliar gang and talk for a few moments. I notice Justin tense up, balling his hands into fists. After Za tells him something, Justin flips the gang off and stormily turns around. Khalil and Za exchange something with them. It's money. Justin opens the car door and sits back next to me.
"What happened?" I gently touch his forearm. "They pissed me off." Obviously, Justin doesn't want to talk about it. "Bieber, it's not that big of a deal," Khalil starts the car. "To you," Justin mutters angrily. "Dudes, just calm your asses down. We've got another thing to do," Za interrupts; then Justin gives his attention to me, moving closer before the car stops again.
"I'm staying here with you while Khalil and Za go do something," Justin explains while looking at his friends. "Ok," I look at Justin, who's now smiling at me. I smile back as the doors shut, and the clicking sound signals that the car is locked.
"So where were we?" he puts his hands back in their earlier position, on my waist. The feeling of his lips on mine makes me melt. His tongue reenters my mouth, and the kiss deepens. I feel his teeth gently bite into my lower lip. It feels unique yet really sexy, I like it. The next thing I know Justin's gently kissing my neck. There's a specific place that he kisses me that makes me go insane. He starts to suck a little, so I let out a loud moan which is embarrassing. I feel Justin smirk in my neck as he continues to suck on my neck. It's like he's purposely trying to give me a hickey. He surprisingly yet lightly nibbles the spot that he's been sucking. I can't help but to moan continuously. He pulls me closer, hovering over me. He then blows on the, now sensitive spot, and it makes me gasp a little before moaning more.
Justin's lips collide with mine again, and his fingers stroke my thigh. It feels good, honestly, but I'm kind of nervous that he'll try to have sex with me.
"I know, babe," Justin whispers, stroking his fingers through my hair.
"What?" I stop kissing and look at him. "I know you're not ready, and even if you were, we're not doing it here. I know that." "Ohhh," I smile awkwardly, and he chuckles and kisses me again. Suddenly, the door opens, so Justin quickly gets away from me, breaking the kiss. I sit up too, fixing my hair.
"Woah," Za smirks goofily. "Did we interrupt something?" Khalil chuckles and so does Za.
I feel myself blush really hard before hiding behind my hair.
"Shut the hell up and drive," Justin orders strictly, so they both shut up and drive back to the apartment. Justin leads me back into his room, and lie on the bed.
"Justin?" "Yeah," he mumbles, lying on his back on the bed. "Why were you so upset earlier?" I ask cowardly, not wanting him to get mad. He's quiet for a moment before he sighs.
"They found out about our relationship." I know this is a bad thing, and it's reasonable why he's upset.
"How?" "It spread I guess." His eyes narrow in distress, so I sit next to him and put my hand in his. Justin places my hand over his chest as he continues to lie on his back.
"I'm sorry," I murmur softly. "No, you shouldn't be," he cracks a slight smile. "Why?" I ask, feeling the warmth of his body with my hand. "Because you didn't do anything." His smile fades, but I don't answer.

Justin takes off his shirt, then tosses it on the floor. His six pack looks really sexy. Justin catches me staring at him, and giggle in shyness.
"You like it," he smirks attractively, making me blush really hard. He lifts me on top of him before I can say anything. He places both my hands over his abs. I continue to blush, and Justin smiles, rolling me next to him as the room goes dark.
"I love you, babe," he whispers affectionately.
"I love you too." Justin kisses me softly before holding me tight.
I honestly don't know about giving my virginity to Justin yet. I mean, I trust him and I love him to death, but I really don't want to make a mistake. What if this is all a joke or something?
It's pretty obvious that he's had sex with...many women before. I'm sure it's true, because there are condoms and piles of bras and panties stuffed in his drawer back at his old apartment. It was left open, so I closed it awkwardly.
It doesn't really matter if he's had sex before, but it'll only matter if he continues to do it while we're together.
Why would I want a boyfriend who sleeps with other women behind my back, or even worse, with me knowing? I just don't want to get hurt or played. If that happens, then that's when I'll probably end it all.
But I can trust Justin right? I mean, he's helped me with a lot of things. He comforted me, and loved me when nobody else did. Why shouldn't I trust him? Yes, he might have a bit of an anger issue or be an addict. Yes, he might be a wanted criminal. People think he's mean and aggressively violent, but to me he's loving and protective. I love him more than myself.
Maybe I'll give my virginity to him. I think I'm ready, but I'm still a little scared.

(A/N: Don't you have that one teacher in your school that you just absolutely hate. My English teacher is such a bitch. It's like she wants to make me look dumb and stupid in front of the whole class. Anyway, next post is on Monday or Tuesday)