To Love A Monster

Affection.

Wynter's P.O.V.

The next morning I woke up in a bedroom with Justin sitting next to me.

I yawned and wiped away the tears that were left on my face from yesterday.

"Hey." Justin said while smiling at me.

"H-hi." I replied.

"You okay now Wynter?" He asked with a soft tone.

I sighed and looked down.

"Yeah.." I said sadly.

"Can I use the bathroom?" I asked.

"Of course it's down the hall." Hs smiled.

I smiled back and hurried to look in the mirror.

Oh....

I had mascara stains running down on my face.

Red, bloodshot eyes.

My hair looked like a..a...bird's nest..

I looked.....ew....

I quickly finished washing my face and ran into the room where I saw Justin looking the other way.

I heard heavy breathing and it kind of freaked me out.

"Justin?" I asked scared.

He looked at me with an angry face but quickly changed it to a smile.

"Hey." He said while getting up.

"Uhh...I'm going to go home..." I said.

"Oh...I'll drive you." He said while walking me out.

Why is he so nice?

Oh well.

While we were in the car, everything was silent.

I kept looking down, sneaking glances at Justin who was ironically doing the same thing.

Well that made me blush...

At my house, when I was about to get out and thank him, he grabbed my hand and looked at me smiling.

"...Thank you..."" I whispered.

"If you need me, Wynter I'm here." He said while getting closer to me.

We were now really, and I mean really close to each other's faces.

Shivers went down my back as his minty breath hit my face.

Soon he came closer to me and closed his eyes.

He wants to kiss me.

He wants to..

Kiss.

Me.

Oh my god.

Before he could even do anything, I quickly ran out of the car and he crashed his face against the window.

He looked at me hurt and angry.

"Bye." I said before running away.

I'm such a wimp.

At least I'm not a flirty, fake, cheerleader...

Once I came in, some people were in my house.