Hidden truth- The sequel

10: jealousy

I woke up to Oreos barking in the morning. I open my heavy lids, found myself in a room instead of the plane. Which meant- he carried me here in my sleep.

I groan in annoyance, the sunlight blinded me highly and even covering my face with my hands or with the blanket didn't make my view darker. Oreo stopped giving noises, sat down next to me and stared at me until I'd wake up to give him a walk. Rolling my eyes, noticing Justin wasn't sleeping next to me.

So I kick the blanket off my body with my legs, expose my body with still the heavy clothes I wore on the plane. Usually, Justin would undress me and dress me in his shirt. I didn't need to think this through, he didn't want me to feel uncomfortable when I wake up and instead didn't touch me at all. He probably didn't want me to take his gesture another way and didn't do anything he would regret later on.

So I sit up, yawn a little as I looked around and just realized that we are in his bedroom. His home- or should I go in detail by calling it mansion- is huge. I've been here a couple of times but not often. He had a giant bedroom, a giant bed not to forget, and generally, everything in this mansion is giant. He even has his own boxing studio or home gym- or how I call it: sports room, exhausting room, torture, hell and murder.

The door opens the next second and Justin walked in with a towel around his hips and wet body.

He showered.

"Oh you're up," he goes through his hair and smiled at me. As he walked to me, he opened the door to his balcony which gave our ears access to hear the birds in the early morning. Fresh air filled the room and a cold shudder. I pull the blanket, wrap it around my body as he came closer to me, "good morning."

Before I answer, he held my chin between his two fingers and lifted my head, leaving a long but gentle kiss on my forehead.

My arms wrap around his lower back, wetting my dry arms. My heart pouts drastically against my chest, almost making me feel like it's jumping out.

"Good morning," I finally answer him, whisper through my lips while his beautiful and fresh smell distracted me.

"I hope you're hungry. Let's go eat some breakfast outside and then go shopping. After that I can show you around, some cool places to chill at and when it's after midnight, I've got a secret place where we can go and watch the stars."

"Watch the stars?" I giggle at that thought. It's so simple but still makes me excited.

"Do you want to do something else?"

I shake my head, "no, I love the idea."

His hazel eyes stare at me, from my eyes down to my lips as he leaned closer. I snap for air, mentally preparing myself to finally feel his soft lips against mine but he just kissed my cheek. My heart hurts that I thought he's going to kiss my lips- I understand him though. He's not trying to rush anything between us.

After I pulled my lip out, I grabbed him by the back of his neck and pulled him closer to me. He smiles and laughs at my insistence, brushing his rough hands to my jaw to have me close to him. We crashed our lips together but moved so slowly, gently and carefully kissed each other's lips. He softly sucked my upper lip and kissed along my lips to the corner, aside to my cheek and up to my cheekbones. He then kissed my lips again and I was ready to wrap my legs around him but he still distances himself from me.

I heavily breathed as he continued kissing my lips, licking them. He groaned when my hands went through the roots of his hair. Justin pulled back and licked over his lips. We remain silent for a couple of seconds until he spoke up, "I missed that."

"Huh?"

"Just our love. I missed waking up like this."

I nod, "It's not depended on me."