WARNING! This might include mature and sexual content. Read on your own risks!
*Your pov.*
»I was thinking about a christmas dance at our school. Of course I'd organize it and I'd make it a night to remember. What do you think?«, she says and asks me excited.
I take out the books from my locker putting them in my already leaden backpack. Meanwhile my best friend tries to grab my attention by telling me about this stupid dance she wants to get going. I shut the small door of the old locker and turn around to face her.
»In my opinion another boring dance would be pointless«
»You can't be serious, Y/N«, she sighs clearly annoyed.
I shrug my shoulders unbothered and put on my backpack. Her piercing eyes are staring at me right now. I furrow my eyebrows baffled not understanding her gaze.
»Why would you want another dance?«, I wonder peeved.
»Those dances are great memories for all of us. It's beautiful!«, she explains auspiciously.
I roll my eyes unimpressed and shake my head.
»I'm sorry but I don't want-«
»Is it because of Justin?«, she asks furiously.
Startled I examine her. She must be kidding me. Justin is nothing but a douche who I was making out with at a party. It was just one time and we were drunk. It didn't mean anything. I mean it's not like he is a bad kisser, no, not even close but he's a fuckboy like every other boy in our school.
»What? No! Why would you think that?«, I wonder angrily.
»Never mind, I was just overreacting«, she starts to explain but as she continues I stop listening to her.
Every time I see him I blind out everything around me and right now I watch him enter the school hall. He runs his fingers through his magnificent hair before sticking both of his hands in the pockets of his black casual looking sweatpants. I feel my heart bumping faster. Two boys are next to him. I notice them talking to each other. Suddenly he smiles and my breathing quickens. His smile is beyond adorable. I examine his whole figure as all of a sudden he walks up to a girl who is leaning against some lockers.
»What's up, babe?«, he asks her smirking amused.
My eyes are focused on the girl. She's biting her lower lip as Justin gets closer to her face. I clench my jaw while following the conversation curiously.
»What do you want, Bieber?«, the girl wonders blushing hard.
Eager I wait for his response but only a second later he turns his head in my direction. Our eyes meet for a brief moment. Quickly I look away feeling my cheeks flush red. Slowly I face him again. He's staring at the girl and laughs.
»Did you sit in a pile of sugar?«, Justin asks her.
She frowns but answers his question.
»No. Why?«
»Because you have a pretty cute ass«, he says making the girl grin.
I look back at my friend taking in a deep breath. Finally she stops talking and caresses my arm worried.
»What's wrong?«
»Nothing«, I reply watching Justin walk away,»I...I just need to go. We'll see us in class!«
As fast as possible I leave my friend and follow Justin's path. I rush around a corner and accidentally bump into someone.
»You in a hurry?«, I hear his deep voice ask.
Speechless I stare at him. He raises his eyebrow causing me to start stuttering.
»I-I'm l-late for class«, I respond nervously and want to leave but he grabs my arm gently.
I close my eyes for a second and pray to god that this whole situation will end well. Justin examines my figure and smiles shyly.
»You were eavesdropping my conversation with Ana«, he grins while looking me in the eyes.
I gulp down hard trying to get my emotions under control. What is it about him that makes me feel so attracted to him?
»Even if I did, I don't care about you or Ana and her cute ass«, I respond making him chuckle.
»You are jealous«, Justin whispers stepping closer to me.
»W-what? N-no«, I stutter.
My eyes wander down to his lips as our faces are only inches apart. The urge of wanting to kiss him is unexpectedly big. I feel his hands touching my waist softly. I gasp quietly as he pulls me closer to him. Suddenly I snap out of my trance.
»I-I can't do this. This is wrong«, I mumble under my breath taking a step back.
»What are you talking about? Why would it be wrong to get what you want?«, Justin wonders making me look at him in detail.
»Because you're not the type of guy I should fall for, okay?«, I sigh still feeling his hand on my body.
I stare at his tattoos and bite my lip. My eyes travel up to his.
»Fuck it«, I whisper and without any further hesitation I kiss him.
Instantly he kisses me back and pushes me against the door behind me. As our tongues are fighting for dominance Justin takes my hands, presses them against the door and interlocks our fingers. He starts to kiss me roughly causing me to push my lower body against his. His grip on my hands slowly fades as he begins to suck on my neck.
»Uhh...this...this feels amazing«, I moan closing my eyes.
Suddenly Justin opens the door. I look around the room shortly. Then he kisses me again. I grab his neck pulling him closer towards me. While we're kissing Justin takes hold of my ass, lifts me up a little bit and makes me sit on a desk. His lips leave mine and I watch him undo the threads on his pants. Completely out of breath I stare at his shaking hands. Is he nervous? Wait! What am I doing?
»Stop!«, I say causing him to stare at me with widen eyes,»This is wrong! We should be in class.«
»So you'd rather listen to those boring teachers than having sex?«, Justin wonders laughing as he notices my red face.
»I didn't mean it like that«
»I know«, he grins and gives me a cute peck on the lips,»If you don't want to do it, it's fine. But you should know that I really like you.«
I look at him not fully believing his words. He wants to tie his threads but I stop him by laying my hands on his warm cheeks. We stare at each other for a minute and begin to kiss each other again. I pull down his sweatpants while he takes off my jeans. Only a moment later I feel his length entering my core. I lay my head back of pleasure.
»Are you okay?«, Justin asks caring.
»Do me, Jay«, I groan quietly.
Then everything goes by very fast. He thrusts in and out of my dripping core. With every push he fastens his pace. The desk starts to shake underneath me. As I feel myself near the edge I dig my nails in his biceps.
»You're so tight, babe«, he growls.
Just a second later I reach my hight as well as Justin. We need a minute to calm down. After that we take on our things and leave the room.
»You're crazy«, I say laughing shortly.
»What? Why?«
»We could've been caught«, I reply.
He grabs my hands and looks me deep in the eyes.
»You agreed on it. I guess that makes you crazy too«, he explains causing me to slap his chest lightly.
