Chapter 21

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(Christie's pov)
"Christie, baby are you ok?"
A concerned voice comes from behind the door. How am I going to explain this to Justin? This is so embarrassing.
"Yeah," I quickly use toilet paper since I don't have any girl products. When I walk out, Justin's leaning against the wall, waiting for me.
"Justin, can we go?" I don't want to explain anything.
"...Yeah, why?" he puts his arm around me.
"I need to buy something," I reply nervously, hoping he won't keep asking questions.
"...Ok. Where?" he gives me a concerned glance.
"I don't care," I shake my head, wishing he would stop.
"Is everything alright, babe?" Justin turns to me, and I have to slow down.
"Yeah," I nod. I feel very irritated, but it's not because of Justin. I haven't had a period in a while, and I'm really anxious.
"Is this good?" he leads me into a CVS. I only nod.
"Christie, really, what's wrong?" Justin sounds concerned, pulling me close.
"Stop, Justin. It's nothing," I pull away from him.
"Are you upset with me?" he asks, but I'm too just trying to find the right aisle.
"Not now, Justin." Finally, I find it, but it's going to be awkward, since Justin's following me. Once I walk to it, Justin's eyes widen in realization of what I'm doing.
"Damn, this why you're acting like this?" he turns his attention elsewhere, but focuses his voice on me.
"I think. I don't know I haven't had much experience," I mumble shyly.
"What do you mean? You're a girl," he speaks as if I'm crazy.
"Please don't make me explain why." I'm trying to find something that might help, but I'm so nervous.
"Ugh, I don't know," I give up and run a hand through my hair.
"This is crazy, babe. You've never bought this shit before?" he steps close to me, sounding more concerned.
"Only in the bathroom," I mumble insecurely. My mom never helped me out with this before. Nobody has.
"Ugh, I can't believe I'm doing this," Justin sighs, then searches through the girl products.
"Here, try these," he hands me a pack. I only nod, blushing hard.
"Alright, let's get the fuck out of here," he leads me out quickly before anyone sees us. We pay for it; then I go to the bathroom. That was really awkward. I think it was because I was nervous and embarrassed. Justin seemed weirded out, but he's just a guy, and he wanted to know.

After I finish, I walk back out. My stomach hurts really bad. I forgot about the horrible cramps.
"Justin, my stomach hurts," I tightly hold my stomach, breathing sharp from the sudden pain.
"Let's get you some medicine then," he put his arm around me, then leads me to the medicine isle. Adding on our stuff, he also grabs a box of brownie mix. We buy them, then walk back to the condo.

Khalil, Za, and Ryan are lounging around in the kitchen.
"Ryan, come here," Justin calls out, so Ryan soon walks up to him. They're talking quietly before I see Justin smile.
"Christie, Ryan wants to give you something," Justin grins cheekily, like a little kid; then Ryan hands me a black bag.
"Open it, babe," Justin brightly motions me to open it. Inside the bag is a box. Oh hell no, Justin. It's a new iPhone.
"Justin, you set this up," I whine, yet can't help but smile.
"What? I did no such thing," Justin pretends to look offended, his hand over his mouth.
"Ugh, why?" I feel so spoiled. He always does this.
"Baby, you said that if I buy you a phone, you won't have sex with me for 2 months. You even said the names, and I never heard the name Ryan," Justin states with great sureness.
"No...ugh, Justin...I never...ugh." I can't believe him. Justin chuckles before saying something to Ryan. Smiling and blushing, I walk into our room. Shortly after, Justin follows.
"Justin, I told you," I set the box on the dresser. I'll open it after I take some medicine.
"I had to, babe. You deserve it," he pulls me close.
"Whatever," I roll my eyes at him.
"Ooh, sassy," he smirks, making me giggle.
"Lay down, babe. Get some rest," he pecks my cheek before handing me a blanket.
"Be right back. I need to ask them for something real quick," Justin steps out, so I open the blanket and lean back against the pillows. Ugh, my stomach hurts. I forgot how painful and miserable this can be.

Soon enough, Justin walks back in.
"Want me to help you with this?" he grabs the box which has my new phone.
"I guess," I shrug, but he only chuckles while sitting next to me. It takes a few moments for him to set it all up.
"I'll give you my number, baby," he starts to type something on it.
"Here, you can do the rest," he hands me the new phone. I notice that he named himself as 'My Sexy-Ass Boyfriend😘'
"Really Justin?" I giggle at his contact.
"You know it's true," he smirks, the way he always does, and I set the phone on the side table.

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