Montrose Academy

Chapter Thirty

Allie's Point of View

On Friday night, I'm strewn across Justin. He had a cigarette in between his lips and he opened his lips to release thick grey smoke. He showed me some tricks. He can blow some rings up to the roof and he can blow rings within rings.

It's fascinating to watch him smoke. I've never smoked but watching him kind of makes me want to try it. He took the stick from off of his lips and offered it to me.

"Place it on your lips and suck a little." He instructed.

I do as I'm told.

"Now inhale, not too much but just enough."

I inhale.

He pulls the cigarette from me, "Hold it for a few seconds and then blow out. Gently."

Exhaling, I see smoke emitting from my mouth.

"Perfect." Justin takes the stick into his mouth again. He grabs my cheeks and pushes them together making my lips open. He shoots smoke into my mouth softly and I can feel it swirling in my lungs.

"Blow." He tilts my head up by my chin and I release the smoke, watching it rise to the ceiling and vanish.

He placed a kiss on my lips and I grinned at him.

"I want you to meet my family." He stated out of the blue.

"What?"

"I want to take you to Stratford to meet my family. I talked to Jazzy the other day and she really wants to meet you. The morning I got the call when you were stabbed she was worried about you. She wants to meet you. Well, my whole family wants to meet you actually."

"Really?"

"Yes. My mom wants to meet you since I haven't taken a girl home besides Evelyn."

I glanced up at him. His hand rested on my waist tracing abstract shapes over my shirt.

"What'd she think of Evelyn?" I avoid his eyes. I don't want him to know that I'm worried that his family won't like me.

"They liked her." He answered and I look at him with wide eyes not believing my ears, "Only because she compelled them. She saw that they didn't like how I followed her like a lost puppy and she did what she knew what to do. Trick them into seeing that nothing was wrong."

He took one last hit of the cigarette before dropping it into a steel ashtray on his nightstand.

"Are you worried that they won't like you?" He asked, he tilted my chin making me look at him.

"Yes. I mean, you were worried that my parents wouldn't like you and they did."

He pressed his lips to mine gently, "I promise that they'll like you. Jazzy and Jaxon like you and I like you. You already have the approval of sixty percent of the Bieber family."

I smack his chest, "I would hope you liked me. If not what the hell am I doing here laying with you."

Justin gripped my wrist, "You're keeping me company. You're the only person I can withstand the longest." He grinned lopsidedly at me. "Are you really worried that they won't like you?"

"Yes. I mean what if your mom thinks I'm like Evelyn and won't even give me a chance to prove that I'm nothing like her."

"My mom knows that you and her are nothing alike. You're sweet." He kissed my cheek, "Kind." Another kiss on my other cheek, "Lovely." A kiss on my nose. "Strong." One more kiss. "And amazing." He pecked my lips quickly and I smiled against his lips.