Runaway Love {A Justin Bieber Love Story}

Chapter 41

I stirred lightly in my sleep then opened my eyes. They trailed over my sleepy beauty, taking in her tranquil aura.

My mind recollected the events back to the previous night, and I smiled. Katie being ready to have sex with me is a huge milestone in our relationship, considering her past. She was comfortable enough with me to be confident, and I won't take her for granted.

Nothing can go wrong.

'Unless she finds out about your little one night stand with Selena' my mind replied.

'She's not going to find out," I reassured myself. 'That's behind me in the past. It was a stupid mistake. I'll never cheat on her again'

'It hasn't even been a full week bro. And she has a right to know. Tell her' another side of me said.

'I can't tell her right now. Not after she trusted me. Not after we had sex'

I snapped out of my thoughts when I felt a slight motion beside me. I was looking at the top of her head toward her forehead.

"Baby?" She said softly, her eyes still closed.

"Mhm?"

"Did we really have sex?" She said sleepily.

"Yes baby," I kissed the top of her head once.

She giggled lightly in recollection. She stretched out, repositioned herself so her back was on my chest.

"That was insane," She whispered.

"Best. Night. EVER!!" I said like a surfer dude, my voice getting louder at "ever". I rolled us over so my upper body was on top of hers. I supported myself with my elbows.

She chuckled lightly and tangled her fingers in my hair. I leaned down and kissed her three times, the duration getting longer with each kiss.

"I love you," I eskimo-kissed her.

"I love you too," She gave me another kiss. "I wonder what our friends are up to," She changed the topic.

"Let's go see," I got off of her and slipped on my Calvin Klein underwear and robe. "You coming?"

"Uh," She looked down and blushed vibrantly. "I don't know if that's a good idea."

"Why not?" I smirked, knowing exactly why.

"I'm afraid," She blushed even harder.

"Of what?"

"You know what Justin," She sighed.

"Just try walking."

"No. You're gonna laugh at me," She pouted, crossing her arms.

"I won't look. I promise," I covered my eyes with my hands.

"Turn around," She commanded. I obeyed. When I heard shuffling, I turned around slightly because I'm a badass. She slipped on her underwear and bra first before standing up. She took one step then fell to the ground.

I couldn't hold it. I laughed so hard.

"You're an asshole," She muttered, lying down on the floor.

"I'm sorry I had to," I brought her her silk robe and helped her put it on.

"I hate you," She said once we stood up.

"Can I show you something?"

"What?"

I turned around and took off my robe. She held her mouth and gasped.

"I did that?"

"You're a true artist," I smirked.