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I was layed down in bed as Justin played with my hand rubbing his thumb round in circles in the middle of it whilst staring at me. His face was placed in the side of my neck and my arms were at the back of my head. I liked this side of Justin, this was Justin beind the fame, the cameras, the sex and the alcohol this was the real person. No one gets to see this side of him in fact I think I'm one of the only people that has besides Kenny, his Mom and Scooter his manager.

I herd Justin sigh and look up at me. I didn't want to make eye contact at this moment. 

"So how did Megan seem?" He asked interested in making conversation.

"She seemed good" I replied in a whisper. 

"Your really warm" I whispered against him.

"Your are too" I herd him say whilst I yawned tiredly. 

"You tired Mel?" He asked quiet.

"Yeah a little bit" I replied slowly staring up at the ceiling my thoughts kept drifting back to when me and Justin used to be friends weet and innocent friends before all of the parties and the drinking. We used to hang out all the time it was just fun and I was there the first time he decided to busk out in front of the avon theatre it was a touching moment. 

Me and Justin started officially hated each other in high school because in the high school we went to your not aloud to get along when your the two most popular people in the school which of course me and Justin were so we had to start hating each other. It all happened so fast cause at first it was fake fighting and then after a while we actually started hating each other and that's how we both ended up in the place we ended up today. 

We spend every school day fighting and trying to get one better on each other Justin would often tease me in lesson's and in the hall's just to get me in trouble and I would do the same things soon we were getting sick of each other and stuff. He was friends with all my friends and I was friends with all his friends they found it and still do find it funny how we fight all the time epcicially Ryan and Chaz. We would walk around calling each other 'babe' and saying how big one and others shit is. 

Justin had his eyes closed layed into me and my eyes were just about closing themselves I turned over getting comfy ready for sleep as I felt Justin's index finger tracing my back. No one ever sees this side of Justin anymore apart from when he can't sleep or he's in a really, really good mood. The last time I saw this side of Justin was when me and Mom went for tea at his house cause his Mom invited us over originally I hadn't wanted to go but Mom had told me it was polite to go now we've been asked which is true.

When we had arrived at their house he wasn't in cause he wasn't suppose to be coming home until late apparently according to his lovely Mom Pattie. When he did come home he was so awake he couldn't sleep so we eneded up talking for hours until he got like he was. 

I woke up to the sound of Justin's phone going off and did I mention I'm not a morning person? Well I'm not so anyome who tries to wake me up this early is stupid. 

"JUSTIN ANSWER YOUR PHONE NOW!" 

"It's your phone" He mumbled sleepily. 

"IT'S NOT ITS YOUR PHONE!" 

"No it isn't" He mumbled again.

"YES IT IS!" I screamed in my sleep.

He wasn't going to turn his phone of so I grabbed Justin's phone in my hand and turned the noise off closing my eyes I was drifting into a nice deep sleep, we were both falling back into a nice sleep when Justin's phone started ringing really loud again making me really mad. 

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