Justin's POV
After she left, I stripped out of my T-shirt and discarded it on the floor. I was drying my hair and face with the towel when the light suddenly went off. I searched for my mobile in my jeans pocket but realized that I had forgotten it inside my car.
Groaning in annoyance, I continued drying my torso when light fell on me, followed by a feminine shriek. My eyes darted towards Emily whose eyes were wide open and were now zoomed in on my chest. She gulped and blush crept up her cheeks as she continued gaping at me.
I took a step towards her to take the pants and shirt off her hands. She took one backwards when she found me moving towards her. Her flustered state and flushed cheeks amused me and I took another step forwards, keeping my eyes at her.
Her chest heaved up and down and I fought the urge to pull her towards myself. I took another step towards her, cornering her against the couch. Her eyes flicked between my eyes and my lips, she darted her tongue out and moistened her dry lips. Her action stirred my insides and I decided to end the tease before it could backfire.
"Clothes." I said but it came out as a whisper.
"Um.. I.. Um.." she looked baffled.
"These clothes." I motioned towards her hands. She broke out of the trance and nodded confusingly, passing me the clothes.
I stepped away from her and she turned around and waited for me to change. The way her shorts were sticking to her butt excited certain parts of me.
"What's with the power outage?" I asked while unbuttoning my pants, changing the subject.
"Seems like a storm is coming." she said and played with the hem of her shirt. She was tapping her feet impatiently on the floor and I figured she was nervous around me. "I tried to call Dad but there's network issue."
"He'll be fine." I told her and slipped into the pants. "You can turn around now."
She turned around as I said and looked around, refusing to meet my eyes. "It's really dark." she said and wrapped her arms around herself.
"Hmm." I said and flopped down on the couch. She sat down beside me, maintaining some distance between us.
An awkward silence dawned between us, only to be broken by loud grumbling sound of the clouds. She winced at the voice and scooted a little closer to me. From the glass window, we could witness the bolts of lightening dissolving in the sky.
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Emily's POV
His presence was playing with my nerves, causing tingles in the pit of my stomach and darkness in the lounge did nothing to hide this fact. The thunders coming from the outside were scary but his proximity was scarier.
"So.." I tried to break the silence. "You wanted to tell me something."
He turned his head towards me and his eyes on me again created the fuzzy feeling in my tummy. "Um... It can wait." he replied.
After waiting for several minutes, I finally hopped out of the couch and went towards the opened window. Raindrops were splashing against the glass, producing soft, sweet music. I wrapped my arms around me and observed the weather silently. I wondered how it would feel to stand beneath the rain, feel the water trickle down me.
"Wait here. I'll be back." I said and excused myself. Walking out of the gate, I reached our small lawn and stood under the sky. Cold water hit my warm skin and I sighed in pleasure. The water calmed my senses and gave me a chance to breathe properly.
At that moment, I didn't care about my clothes or hair that I just washed. I closed my eyes and let my other senses guide me. In the rain, I jumped up and down like a child, free of all the boundaries. I knew he must be waiting for me inside but I didn't want to be in a closed space with him so I just continued dancing around.
I was lost in myself when suddenly, the thunder boomed and I jerked back in surprise and fear. My eyes shot open and I faltered backwards towards the ground.
I cursed under my breath when I heard laughter from my side. Turning around, I watched Justin watching me with an amused smile on his face.
"Jerk." I said and tried to stand up but my hands slipped due to the mud and I fell back once again.
He shook his head and walked towards me. I huffed when he pulled his hand out for me. Still embarrassed, I gripped his hand and he pushed me up. When I stood up, he snaked his arm around my waist to stop me from falling again.
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Justin's POV
Her soft body moulded against mine as she pressed her front to me to stop from falling. So soft, so perfect. It has been so long since I watched her dancing so freely, with no fear of someone judging her. And to know that I was the reason behind it hurt me even more.
She didn't know how perfect she was. Her long hair, her flawless skin, her sweet voice, her red lips, her chubby cheeks, her tantalising curves, her wide hips, her sexy legs, everything about her was perfect.
And she didn't know that.
"You know what I wanted to tell you." I whispered in her ears, tightening my hold around her waist. I heard her suck a sharp breath as she gazed at me with her big, blue eyes.
"Huh?" she asked, her eyes locked with mine. Water droplet trickled down her cheek and my eyes trailed with it.
"You're beautiful." I whispered. Her cheeks turned crimson red as she bit her swollen lips. "So fucking beautiful that it hurts."
"I.. Um.. I don't know what to say." she breathed out as her eyes fixated on my lips. She once again licked her lips and all the blood from my body rushed south.
After a moment or so, she pulled away from my grasp and ran her fingers through her wet hair. Before I could say anything else, she ran back into the house. I rushed behind her into the house but her footsteps dimmed. I looked around in the lounge but she wasn't inside. I looked in the other rooms on the first floor but she wasn't here either. So I took the torch with me to upstairs towards her room.
I barged inside her room to say sorry but her shriek stopped me. Hurriedly, I turned the torch towards her and cursed loudly the next moment when I found her hiding her naked torso behind the shirt that she was holding.
"Fuck." I closed my eyes before I could see much.
"Fuck." she cursed too. This was probably the first time she cursed.
"I didn't see anything." I admitted.
"Out Justin." she ordered. Nodding, I rushed downstairs in the dark, leaving the torch on the floor.

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EMILY
Teen FictionThis is not proper, separate book. Its just a collection of some scenes of Justin and Emily from "Someone like Adam" for the readers who specially requested for it. Can't be read as a stand alone.