When I woke up in the morning, Justin was gone. I frowned, hating that he left. Sam appeared in my vision and grinned. "So, Justin left a little while ago."
"He did?"
"Well, you did tell him to only stay until you fell asleep, and he fell asleep himself, but didn't want to make you angry when you woke up," she told me, shrugging. I grab my phone. Sam stood up and left the room, realizing what I was doing. I call him. "Hello?" Justin answered the phone. I felt a smile tug at my lips at his voice.
"Not that I don't love hearing your voice," he said smoothly. "I only saw you a while ago, why are you calling?"
"Why'd you leave?"
"Because... you told me to after you fell asleep," he said quietly.
"I did?"
"Yeah, you wanted me to only stay until you fell asleep. You did, and, well, I left, like you wanted."
I frown. "You could have stayed."
"But..." I could hear the frown in his voice as he spoke. "You told me to only stay until you fell asleep."
"Sam saw you leaving early this morning," I told him softly. "Why didn't you just wake up with me?"
"I..." he sighs. "I don't know."
"Didn't you want to?" I asked him quietly, looking down at my hands in my lap.
"Of course I did."
"Why didn't you then?" I frowned and pulled at a loose thread on my clothes.
"Your brother..."
I chuckled. "What about him, Just?"
"I thought he would have hurt me or something if he saw me."
I smiled softly. "He wouldn't have, Just. He knew I would have told you to stay with me."
"Alright," he says. "I'll stay next time."
A smirk tugged at my lips as I looked down. "There's going to be a next time?"
"If you want there to be."
"I do," I said quietly, feeling a warm blush spread across my face.
"Great." I can hear the smile on his voice.
I grinned and ran my fingers through my hair. "So, what are you doing?"
"Not much and you?"
"Nothing much," I said, looking out the window.
He chuckles. "Sounds fun." I chuckled and rested my forehead against the window. "I think I'm going to get something to eat."
I raised my eyebrow. "Well, have fun," I said, chuckling.
He laughs. "I will." I could hear him hesitating. "Unless you want to go out for lunch?"
"Really?"
"You don't have to," he stuttered.
"No, I'd love to."
"Okay, I'll pick you up in an hour," he said softly. "Bye, Ellie."
"Bye," I said, hanging up and throwing my phone onto the bed. I go to the bathroom and take a shower.
"Where are you going?" Sam asked as she watched me straightent my hair after blow-drying it.
"Out to lunch."
"With lover boy?" she teased, throwing a shirt at me. "Stop looking so worried about what to wear."
"Zip it." I mutter.
