Philophobia

Chapter 6

The next day was a particularly humid day in the great state of California.

I got up and padded to Justin's room to find a pair of comfortable pants to wear, I'm sure he wouldn't mind. I walked in the bathroom, looking at myself. I looked like a homeless person who just got mauled by a bear. So I rummaged through the drawers and eventually found a brush to comb the rats nest that was, unfortunately, my hair. Eventually, after practically pulling all of my hair out, I got it under control. Right then, Justin walked in, sleep still in his eyes. Right away i took in how sexy he looked when he was sleepy. His light brown hair was tousled and messy, and it also really didn't help that he was shirtless and you could see his toned muscles... I rid the thoughts out of my mind as they turned very inappropiate.

I shifted uncomfortably.

He smiled, "good morning, beautiful."

I cracked a smile, "morning."

He smirked, "I'm going to take you out, so get ready."

He turned to leave, "Oh, and there's some clothes on the bed that my ex left here." With that he walked out, leaving me the task of getting ready.

"Hey, Justin!" I yell.

After a minute I heard footsteps treading towards the bathroom I occupied and Justin poked his head around the corner, "Yes?" He drawled.

"Where's Abby?" I questioned.

"Don't worry, I got her covered. I left her in the trusty hands of my mom, she was thrilled to spend time with her, and Abby didn't refuse one bit." He smiled, biting his bottom lip, and popped back out. Justin was, to say the least, a flirt like no other.

• About 30 minutes later •

me and Justin were in the car, heading to wherever Justin had planned to go. I was enjoying the scenery and how free i felt, for once.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

His eyes landed on my face and a smirk played on his lips, "Gues you'll just have to wait and see."

I rolled my eyes, he never answered questions straight-forward, typical Justin.

Justin reached over and took my hand.

"What are you doing?" I asked, surprised.

He looked at me, "I'm holding your hand, what does it look like I'm doing?"

I looked down at our intertwined fingers and glanced back up at him. My heart started racing in my chest.

"Why?"

He smirked and lifted his eyebrow, "Well, why can't I? It's a free country, isn't it?"

I smiled to myself. Wait, was i actually starting to like Justin more than a friend? I pushed the thought out of my mind for now.

We pulled into a parking lot a few minutes later.

I reached for the handle and opened the door slightly before having it slammed back shut.

"What the hell?"

Justin smirked and removed his hand from mine, "let me do the honors."

With that, Justin walked around the front of the car and opened my door, "I present to you, Disney Land, where all your dreams come true." He bowed and then looked up at me, and winked.

I was dumbfounded and just looked around at the beautiful sight that was gracing my eyes.

"Are you going to get out and are we going to ride the rides or are you just going to stare?" He questioned.

"Shutup." I laughed, pushing him playfully. Justin then wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me in to him. I looked at him, but didn't pull away. It felt nice to just have someone to be with. Especially, my best friend.

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A few hours later when it was just starting to turn dark, me and justin sat in the grass, sipping our drinks, just chatting and reminiscing.

Suddenly, there was a loud pop. I jumped, my heart almost jumping right out of my chest and spilled the drink on my pants. "God dammit." I muttered.

To my left, Justin was doubled-over in laughter. I glared at him, "its not funny Justin. It looks like i pissed myself, great." I sighed and got up to throw my, now empty, drink away.

I then got some napkins and tried to wipe some of it. I sighed in frustration, giving up on the spreading stain on my pants.

I walked over and Justin was smirking at me.

"Don't even think about it, Justin." I warned, giving him a death glare.

He threw his hands up in defense. "I wasn't going to mention it."

I just threw another glare in his direction. Justin scooted over to where i was sitting. "You're cute when your trying to be mad." He laughed.

My cheeks turned pink and i buried my face into my arm. "Awww, is Ali blushing?" Justin teased.

"No." I said, muffled.

"Well, she will be when i do.... This!"

He started tickling me and I was laughing uncontrollably.

"Justin.... Stop." I gasped, trying to wriggle away from him.

"Oh no you dont." He laughed, gripping me by the waist.

I was now laughing uncontrollably and tears sprung to my eyes. "I.... Can't... Breathe." I choked out.

"Say you love me, and I will stop." Justin smirked.

"What the hell no i wo-" i was interrupted by more tickling. I was laughing so hard that it just came out in short and silent gasps.

"Okay, okay! I surrender!"

He wiped his hands and smirked. "Go ahead, I'm waiting."

"I love you, justin." I mumbled.

"What? I didn't catch that, do you mind saying it a little louder?"

I glared at him through my lashes. Seriously? "I love you, Justin." I said a little louder. I crossed my arms and looked anywhere but in his direction.

"Alissa" Justin whispered huskily.

"Ye-" my voice caught in my throat as I realized how close we were.

Justin leaned in and closed his eyes and then-

"Hi!" A girl popped up right next to us. I jumped back and blushed.

Justin glared at her, "yes?" He said coldly.

She shrunk back a little because of his coldness but that didn't stop her excitement. "I was just wondering if i could get a picture of you two? I know it's a weird question to ask but I'm making a scrapbook of random things and you two would go perfectly in my book and-" she gushed with enthusiasm.

"Make it quick." Justin sighed, and slung his arm around my shoulder.

She squealed and backed up and got her camera prepared. "Smile!" She said. A flash went off and the girl ran up and hugged both of us.

"Thank you so much! You guys are the cutest couple ever!" She enthused.

"Oh we aren't-" i didn't have time to finish my sentence seeing as she had ran off already.

I sighed. "I think I'm ready to go home."

"Okay" he said.

* 30 minutes later *

We pulled into the drive and i stopped short of getting out of the car. My dads car was in the driveway.

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