Soulless (Justin Bieber Love Story / Fan Fiction)

LVII

LVII.
*LAST CHAPTER*
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Song of the chapter:
The Night We Met by Lord Huron
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Justin and I skipped school that Monday. It had become so normal for the both of us to do. After all, our college plans had already been figured out. Missing a few days here and there wasn't the end of the world. It also allowed us to spend more time together, which was kind of a necessity at that point for me, at least. He kept me sane.

Everything seemed normal again. Justin understood that simply wasn't ready to exchange "I love you's," and it was better if I waited until it was actually true. Until that happened, he needed to be made aware that I still cared about him and valued my time with him immensely. I didn't want him to think that I didn't still want to be with him. Every second was cherished, and I tried my very hardest to make him feel appreciated in every possible sense.

At times, I believed that I didn't deserve him. And when I expressed that feeling with him, he shut it down immediately. He told me: "We just have different mindsets at the moment. That doesn't make you a bad person or undeserving. You want to wait until you're sure, and I respect you for that."

I tried to hang onto that to make myself feel better any time I felt down about the situation, which was quite often.

All day, we stayed in bed and watched movies together. It was an activity that the both of us enjoyed considering we were tired from our work and school loads, but we were still able to spend time together. It worked out well.

As the morning and afternoon progressed, I found it to be difficult to separate from Justin physically. I made sure that he was close by, always touching me in some way. I spent most of the day wrapped up in his arms, knowing that it was when I felt the safest. I was so comfortable that I had fallen asleep several times, feeling so completely content with my surroundings.

I spent the night again that night, feeling all too attached to Justin to leave. I didn't know what it was, exactly, that had come over me, but I just couldn't seem to get enough. The thought of leaving him for even a second made me upset. I didn't want to be away from him at all.

Thankfully, Justin had suggested that I leave clothes and shoes and other daily necessities at his place considering I was there so much. I even had a second toothbrush in his bathroom. Due to that, I could stay whenever I wanted and not have to worry about going back home afterwards in a complete scramble.

After a long hot shower, I put on the clothes that Justin left on the counter for me, which consisted of a tshirt and some sweatpants. He knew that I felt most comfortable in his clothes— just like every girl felt in her boyfriend's things. I slept better in them.

Once my hair was combed and my teeth were brushed, I climbed into the familiar softness of Justin's bed and made myself as comfortable and warm as possible. He, on the other hand, was finishing up his homework at his desk. I watched as he looked down at his textbook so intently, a subtle indent appearing in between his eyebrows from concentration. The dim lighting from the lamp enhanced his already beautiful features, making him appear so studious and irresistible.

My hand rested above my head as I observed him, an unknowing smile curving on my lips due to my satisfaction. Everything was okay again.

Justin sighed and closed his book, set his pencil down, and looked up at me admiring him from the comfort of his bed. He furrowed his eyebrows and curved his lips upward questioningly at my gaze.

"What?" he asked, knowing exactly why I was staring. He just liked to see me blush.

I shrugged, playing stupid. "Nothing."