When I wake up I look up and Justin's sleeping face. I smile and stay where I am. I never want to move. Barely moving an inch, I look up at his face and trailed my fingers across his jaw, thinking of how much he's helped me. He's so amazing and I love him so very much. Justin shifted onto his side and buried his face in my neck. He pulled me tighter against him and sighed. I can't tell if he's awake, but I don't think he is. I felt his fingers press into the small of my back, trying to get me closer to him even though there was no more space. He must still be asleep.
When I looked at his face, he had a small smile playing at his lips. "Justin?"
"Justin's asleep right now, please talk to him later," he murmured, then chuckled.
I laugh. "Wakey, wakey.”
"No, I'm comfortable."
"Me too." I tell him.
He sighed and run his fingers through my hair. "I suppose we better get up."
"I don't wanna." He chuckled and kissed my shoulder. I bury my head in his chest.
"Time to get up!" Sam called, skipping into the room. "We're going to eat lunch out today."
I groan. "I don't want to get up."
"Well, you have to," she said flatly, throwing a pillow at mine and Justin's head.
"Ow!" We both exclaim.
With a smirk she picked up her jacket and left the room. "Where has she been sleeping?" Justin asked, his eyebrows furrowing.
"I have no idea. Probably her boyfriends."
"Does her parents mind that?"
"I'm not sure." He nodded his head slowly and rolled over me then to his feet. He pulls me up and kisses my cheek. "I don't want to get up," I complained, making my body go limp on the bed. He laughs and picks me up. I groaned and didn't bother struggling. He carries me out of the room and we bump into Elliott.
Elliott looked surprised and raised his eyebrow. "Is this how you normally get her to go downstairs for breakfast?"
"Yeah, she doesn't like getting up but I'm sure you know that."
"I do," he said flatly, groaning. "Okay. You two need to be downstairs in a hour, ready to go out to lunch?"
"I have to go home and change. You may want to take her."
Elliott rolled his eyes but opened his arms and chuckled. Justin dropped me into my brother's arms, making me squeal because I thought he would drop me. "Elliott you drop me and I'll kick your ass."
He snorted. "If I dropped you, El, you'll be too stunned to catch me."
"Ha ha." He grinned and spun me around. I laugh and hold onto him tight. He skipped us out to the garden and dumped me on one of the chairs. "Ow! " With a grin, he flopped down next to me and closed his eyes. I hit him playfully. He grinned and hit me back. "Jerk." I smile. Rolling his eyes and chuckling, he leant back and sighed. "What?"
"Does he spend the night often?"
"Sometimes." Elliott stiffened slightly in the chair and nodded his head slowly. "El? What's wrong?"
"My sister is sharing a bed with a guy."
"Elliott..."
He sighed and looked at me. "What?"
"Why do you hate it so much?"
"No reason," he muttered, running his fingers through my hair. I sigh. Elliott stood up and walked towards the door. "I'm getting a drink."
