Bella's POV
"N-no!" I'm jolted out of a sound sleep by Justin's grip getting tighter and tighter around my waist. "Kitten!" he whimpers, "C-come back. You p-promised! Please! Bella no leave." Black inky tears start streaming down his face as I stare at him, my heart sinking. As his grip gets even tighter, he starts kicking and sweating. The look on his face made him look heartbroken.
I start shaking him, trying to get him to wake up. He does after a couple seconds, shooting up and gasping for breath. "Bunny.." I sympathetically coo and his head whips around. A giant grin overcomes his face as he launches himself at me and starts kissing all over my face. "You no leave Justin!" He giggles in relief. I weakly smile at him as he sits up giggling and wiping the tears away with the back of his hands. He was a precious little mess.
"Cuddles?" he asks, holding his arms open and cocking his head to the side like a cute puppy. I hold in a laugh and nod, opening my arms too. He smiles then nuzzles his face between my boobs, his arms wrapping around my waist and intertwining our legs. Seeing him try to bury himself more into my boobs, I try to speak. "Justi-" I'm cut off by a hand covering my mouth. "No time for talking. Your boobs are comfy... Sleepy time!" he whispers before slowly falling asleep. I just stare at his sleeping form before playfully rolling my eyes and falling asleep as well.
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Setting up the baby monitor I had bought but never had the time to set up, I place it on the coffee table next to Justin, who was watching Iron Man (I was shocked as well.) "Justin, I'm going to go get the mail really quick." I say but he's too preoccupied by the sass of Tony Stark. "Okay then.." I whisper giggling before walking out and lightly shutting the door behind me.
After walking down and back up the driveway to get the mail, I open the door to the house and only to hear two seperate shrieks and a crash. Running into the living room, I see Justin curled up in a corner crying, covering his ears, and staring at the -now broken- baby monitor on the floor.
"Justin..." I sigh, picking up the baby monitor. "What happened?" He whimpers and points at it. "Talking magic d-devil box followed us home and now it's c-crying!" he wails. "Crying?..Oh hell!" I run up the stairs and bust into Juliet's room where she laid screaming and crying. "Shhh babygirl." I say picking her up and cradling her. "M-mama!" she whimpers, now starting to calm down. Suddenly, she makes grabby hands over my shoulder so I turn to see Justin peeking into the room.
"C-can I hold her?" he asks sheepishly, shuffling his feet awkwardly. "Of course. She's your daughter too." I smile, handing her petite body to Justin, who holds her like she's the most precious and valuable gem on the planet. "She's so beautiful, isn't she?" he whispers, staring at her in awe and caressing her cheeks with his finger. She coos and grips onto his finger with her strong grip. I nod and smile at the sweet scene.
"D-da" she murmurs, starting to suck and bite on his fingers even though she has no teeth. He gasps and looks up at me with a big grin. "Say it, baby. Dada." he coos down at her. "Daaa" she slobbers all over his finger but you can tell he didn't mind one bit. "Nooo Dada." he chuckles. "Daaaada. Daada! Dada!" She starts bouncing up and down in his arms as he starts laughing in amazement and awe. "Yeah..I'm your daddy." he smiles, a lone tear sliding down his cheek. He leans down and gives her a sweet little peck on the lips (It's not weird. It's an innocent father/daughter love) She giggles melodically and pats his cheeks with her chubby hands.
I take the time to walk over and lay my head on Justin's shoulder. He looks down at me, wraps an arm around my waist, and kisses my forehead. "We did good...I love you Kitten." we both smile. "I love you too." I lean up and lay a single sweet kiss on his neck.
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Alien (Justin Bieber Love Story)
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