Stay With Me § BWWM JB

13 • Confessions and Sympathy

"Jealous?"

It has been a month since I had the dream about Sam and I still haven't told her about it. I just don't know how to because we haven't even done anything like that. Does me having that dream about her mean something? I'm probably thinking too much into and it's not even a big deal. I don't know, but I'm at a photoshoot with Aaliyah right now so maybe I'll ask her. Would that be weird?

"Alright, we're gonna take a ten minute break," Keith, the photographer says before Aaliyah saunters over to me with her rob on.

"Thank you for coming and being a part of the shoot," she smiles with her perfectly aligned teeth.

"No problem and the photos look really good."

"You got to see them already?" she steps closer to me.

I chuckle, "Yeah. I was looking at them on the screen. They're beautiful," I grin. Beautiful because you are, I think.

She sits down in the chair next to mine, "Why thank you."

I glance over at her, "When we're done here, you wanna get something to eat?"

"Yeah, I'm starving actually. I didn't get to eat before the shoot," she pushes her bottom lip out and pouts. I don't know why, but I always found it very cute when girls did that.

"Well then where's Keith at? We need to get some food in you," I joke.

She stands up and scans the room for him, "Yeah, forget this break." When she finds him, he's surprised that she's so eager to get the shoot done, but also grateful because he has another to go to and he's on a time crunch.

"Just like that," he calls, as Aaliyah strikes a pose. "Now look like your boyfriend just broke up with you."

I watch her facial expression and I almost believe the emotion that is presented. Since her and her boyfriend did actually break up, it was probably easier to channel that feeling. She's very good at taking direction and giving the photographer what he wants. There's no doubt that she's a great model, a beautiful one at that.

"Justin, do you mind being in the next set?" Keith asks while looking back at me.

I nod and I'm brought into a room to change into swim trunks. When I come out, Aaliyah is sitting at a makeup table getting touched up.

"Is everyone ready," Keith shouts.

I walk over to him and Aaliyah gets up from her chair, revealing an orange bikini. I'm not going to lie and say that I didn't give her a quick look over. She has an extremely toned body. I knew that whenever we worked out, but I've never seen her with anything other than workout or her everyday wear. Keep it together, Bieber.

"Quit drooling and come on," Keith mutters to me.

Aaliyah starts laughing so I look down and slowly walk into the frame. Was I that noticeable?

"Justin, I want you to grab Aaliyah's hand like you're going to pull her away. Aaliyah, you're going to face in the opposite direction like you don't want to leave." We do just that and he snaps a few pictures.

"Good! Now look back at her," he tells me before I hear the camera shutter.

After a couple of directed poses, Keith says that we can do whatever we want. Best believe that I'm going to have fun with this.

I decide to lift Aaliyah and put her over my shoulder while I slightly push my sunglasses down and smirk at the camera.

Aaliyah slaps my ass, "You could've warned me."