The Photographer ||j.b.||

Chapter 18

Justin

I'm laying next to Faith on her king-sized bed while she's asleep and I stare at the ceiling trying to figure out everything in my mind. This can't be happening to me, I wanted Faith with everything in me, I fought to get her back and now that I'm finally with her I'm running behind someone else like a lap dog.

I turn my gaze to Faith and stare at her realizing how much younger she looks when she's asleep. She's like a little girl and it's almost weird because this is what always pulled me closer to her. She always seems so fragile and she's so little that since the moment I met her I felt the need to protect her from anyone and anything, even if that's not the case because she's probably tougher than I am. Why am I treating her this way? Why can't I just stay faithful to her in every way and my mind keeps running miles away?

"Justin? Why are you still awake?" I hear her soft sleepy voice as she wraps a hand around her pillow.

"I couldn't sleep love, that's all," I say and kiss her forehead softly.

"Oh." She closes her eyes and yawns a little. "Why don't you go drink some milk or chamomile to help you calm?" She suggests.

"I will you're right. Go back to sleep and I won't take long." I rush out of bed and notice her nod before falling asleep again.

I walk downstairs and head straight to the kitchen leaving the dining room behind me while my thoughts are going crazy again. I grab the milk from the fridge and warm up some in a mug as I grab a packet of cookies from the cabinet to eat along.

I sit there until the packet is almost gone and the milk as well before I decide that I need to go back. I put everything in place without making any noise and walk back to bed laying next to Faith and taking her in my arms while deep inside I wish there was someone else in her place. 

I drift off to sleep and surprisingly I sleep peacefully without any dreams at all something I didn't expect. I wake up only when I feel someone shaking me lightly and I open my eyes to come face to face with Faith that has a towel wrapped around her and a towel wrapped around her hair.

"Good morning sleepyhead." She smiles and gives me an affectionate kiss as I yawn.

"Good morning. What are you doing up so early?" I ask after checking the alarm clock.

"I have a photo shoot and you need to get to the studio remember?" She smiles and rubs my back softly.

"Can I stay here please?" I groan and pull the duvet higher.

"I'm sorry, Justin, but work's first. I can take the stress off you tonight though." She smiles innocently and I already know that she's got some freaky stuff on her mind.

"Fine..." I groan and sit up. "I'll take a shower and head to work then. Do you want me to take you where you're going?" I ask and she shakes her head.

"My driver and my bodyguard are taking me there, don't worry about that." She kisses me and disappears in her closet to change.

I take a shower to take the rough night off me and when I look on the mirror I want to throw a punch to the person I'm seeing for being such a jackass. I huff and quickly change into a pair of boxers, a pair of dark skinny jeans and a blue sweater and leave my hair to do whatever they want. 

I head back to the bedroom and put on my shoes quickly. I peck Faith's lips without saying a word and after that leave the house headed to the studio that is quite a long drive away from Faith's home. 

I've been staying over at her place more than ever before since we got back together and I believe that my guilt is the main reason I always say yes, along with my mind that is running crazy when I'm by myself. I find it incredible how I just wanted to be a friend of Sophia's before she got back with Zayn and the moment he got back next to her my head has been stuck on how I would treat her and what I'd do to her instead.