Deadly In Love (A JB fanfic)

Chapter 36

(Christie's pov)
I wake up feeling guilty, I and jump at where I've ended up. But then I realize, it's Justin I'm resting next to.
I let out a deep breath, letting my heart rate slow down. Justin must've woken up from me, because he has a smirk on his face. His eyes open, looking at me amusingly. "What?" I smile shyly at him. "Did you have fun sleeping on Khalil?"
He ends his question with a chuckle. My face burns; Justin sits up, chuckling even more. "Stop. I didn't mean it," I sit up too, still blushing. Justin pulls me close and kisses my cheek.
"I know baby." "It won't happen again I promise."
I feel my blushing fade away. "Well you're gonna have to sleep on Za because me and Khalil have to earn some money tonight." "What? why?"
My smile grows bigger at Justin's joke "I just told you," he squeezes my hand.
"You're really gonna leave me with Za again?" I whine playfully, so he pins me on the bed, inches away from my lips. "It's only for a couple hours babe," he pecks my lips and kisses my cheek. He starts to kiss my neck. I love it. Then he moves back to my lips and starts kissing them again.
"Ok," I squirm so he'll let me go, and he gets off me. "Go get ready for breakfast ok? he helps me up before I go into the bathroom, where I change into a pair of jeans and a gray sweater.

When I walk out into the other room, Justin's talking to his friends, looking through his SnapBacks. Khalil smiles at me, and I know exactly why. "Hey Christie," Za smiles at me too. Justin turn/ around and gives me a wink. "I'm trying to figure out which one I should wear," Justin holds up two SnapBacks. One solid red, one solid white. He's wearing a baggy black shirt with dark low-hanging jeans. "The white one."
I suggest, so he puts on the white SnapBack before wrapping his arm around my shoulders.
"I'll be back by eight. Khalil, we leave at 9pm, ok?" Justin directs to Khalil, looking a bit serious. "Got it."
Justin drives to a Jack in a Box for breakfast. "Babe, what do you want?" Justin points to the menu. "Uhm, a salad I guess," I choose what makes me less anxious. "Anything else?"
"Water?" It comes out more like a question. I may eat more than I used to, but that doesn't mean I want to. I'm pretty sure I've gained about 300 pounds since I've eaten. I feel like I'm 500 pounds now. That's bad, terrible actually
"Ok," Justin motions me to sit at the table by the window. After about 5 minutes later, he sits next to me with the food. It's so quiet as we eat, but it's a comfortable type of quiet.
I've eaten the least I can without worrying Justin.

Once we finish, Justin drives me behind our usual, familiar secret place. It's behind the building, where we had our first kiss, or at least my first kiss. Justin and I sit against the cold wall with my head on Justin's lap.
"Justin?" I gaze up at up him. "Yeah babe?" he strokes my hair away from my eyes so he can look in them. "Can you sing to me?" I crack a small smile. "Nope." "Please Justin, please," I beg playfully. "I don't sing baby. It's just not my thing." "Ugh ok." I sigh nonchalantly. "...Justin," I speak his name more quietly this time to make things more personal.
"What is it?" "What if you get caught?" I hate the thought of Justin getting arrested or taken away from me. He's become everything I depend on. He's the string I'm holding onto. He keeps me on my feet.
"I won't," Justin mutters flatly. "But what if—" Then I'm forced to sit up. My face rests in his hands with his irresistible brown eyes looking in mine. "Christie, I'm not leaving you. I promised you I wouldn't. I love you so much babe," he makes my eyes water, but I dry them before my makeup gets ruined. I nod in agreement, so I won't burst into tears. "I'm sorry, it's just...I don't want you—" "—I'm not Christie," Justin gently kisses my temple. We we're both sitting on our knees, facing each other. Suddenly, he stands me up, then pushes me against the cold wall. I shiver as his wet, soft lips crash against mine. His warm hands explore my body, under my shirt. I position my arms so that they rest around his neck; then his fingers press lightly on the back of my neck. I literally melt to the floor, or at least on my way to the floor, making Justin pull me back up to face him. He has a cute smile on his face before he kisses my neck. This time, his lips touch the spot that makes me feel shamefully amazing. The suction he applied makes me so insane and greedy. When his teeth nibbles into my skin, I become desperate. I want Justin. I want him to take me to heaven. I moan uncontrollably and run my hands over his six pack.
"Justin...I want you," I breathe out desperately, almost like a beg. Justin smirks as if he can read my mind. "We can always do it right here, right now," Justin raises his eyebrows. I don't care; nobody can see us here. I nod, and he just chuckles. "Nah, I'm just screwing with you babe. Maybe tonight, huh?" he has a teasing look on his face. I hate when he does that. I really want him. I can't wait until maybe tonight.
Justin continues to chuckle at me while pecking my lips. I'm left breathless, taken back by his past actions, trying to sort this all out. He pushes his white SnapBack into place before we head back to his car.
"Damn, it's already 5:30pm. Wanna go eat lunch?" he asks, still smirking. "Sure," I speak sarcastically, still remembering his actions.
"Watch your mouth, babe," Justin smirks at me, so I giggle. "What are we going to eat?" "You wanna just get dinner? I mean it's almost 6pm." "Ok," I nod from the passenger seat. "Tacos?"
"Sounds good," I give him a fake sense of approval as he drives to Taco Bell. I really don't wanna eat right now, especially Taco Bell. I just can't stand it. I've already eaten enough today. Justin parks at the restaurant, and we head towards the glass doors.
"Hello guys, welcome to Taco Bell," one of the employees greets us. "Tell me what you want, babe," Justin leads me to the counter, leaning close to me. "Uhm, just one taco," I tell Justin my order. I don't want to point out that I can order for myself, so I just let him do it for me. Justin orders as I stand by him.
"Aren't you the kid from the news?" Justin's interrupted by the male voice, also known as the cashier.
"What?" Justin plays dumb, acting confused to keep us hidden. "Never mind," the cashier shakes his head, walking into the kitchen. Justin takes my hand before I see the cashier tell something to his coworkers. They give me and Justin suspicious looks. Nervously, I move closer to Justin, and he leans by my ear. "Don't worry," he whispers; then a lady calls our order and sets it on the counter. When Justin walks up, the lady gives me a sympathetic look, as if I really am being kidnapped. "Thanks," Justin takes my hand again and pulls me out of the restaurant. He revives the engine out quickly before hitting the road.
"Justin—" "I know baby. Lets just go home," Justin turns into the parking lot of his apartment. It's only 6pm, and Khalil and Za aren't here yet, so Justin and I eat at the kitchen table. I manage to only eat less than half the taco, because Justin isn't paying much attention. He's too busy on his phone, looking busy and overwhelmed. I think he's talking with the guys.
"We need to be more careful next time," Justin finally speaks and turns off his phone. "Yeah."
"...So, your birthday's coming up," Justin reminds me, switching the topic.
"Oh, yeah." "You really forgot?" Justin sounds surprised, but he's smiling.
"Sorry." I don't even know why I apologized. It's my birthday coming up. "Don't be," he throws our trash away. Justin didn't seem to notice how much I've eaten. I think he's starting to think that I'm eating normal now. I'm really not though. It took a while for him to think I'm eating more, and I think it worked.
"Thanks," I remain seated at the table. "I'm gonna make it the best damn birthday you ever had," Justin smiles proudly, like a little kid. "Really?" "You bet your ass I will," he kisses my cheek, so I giggle as he pushes my chair against the wall with me on it. He crashes his lips on mine and placing his hands on my legs, spreading them apart and pulling me close to his torso. His hands wrap around my body to intensify the moment.
Suddenly, the door opens to reveal both Khalil and Za. Quickly, Justin backs away from me and helps me off the chair.
"Oops, sorry guys," Za chuckles in amusement.
"What time is it?" Justin changes the subject.
"7pm," Khalil continues to smile at us. "Already? Damn, we should get ready," Justin directs to Khalil. "Yeah." "Guys, I need a minute real quick," Justin turns around to face me.
"Hey baby so..." he pauses; then peeks behind his shoulder. "Guys," he motions them to go away. "Oh, right," Khalil and Za walk into the kitchen, and Justin faces me again.
"...So Khalil and I are gonna step out for a couple of hours. Za will be here if you need him. Is that cool?" he stands in front of me while he speaks softly. "Yeah, it's ok," I nod in agreement and understanding. "We'll finish what we started later," he finishes the conversation with a wink, which makes me blush. Justin smirks as he turns back around to face his friends.

(A/N: So I may or may not be posting this week due to me going on vacation. I'm going to Chicago and taking a train to the Grand Canyon. I'm so excited 😆 Y'all miss me luck, and you guys have a good week. Also, I'm probably gonna write while I'm gone. Idk I love writing, especially at different places😁😳😊)