First Love (BoyxBoy)

"He's Just Checking Up On Work"

-The next day-

Trent's POV

I woke up early because Justin will pick me up. I already packed all my things and put them in bags last night. 4:30 AM.

*Knock knock*

I opened the door and Justin entered.

"Is everything ready?" He asked.

"Yeah." I answered. I sighed and gave one last look to my apartment.

"I'm gonna miss this place." I mumbled.

"Let's go?" Justin asked. I nodded then he helped me carry my bags to his car.

He started driving.

"Oh gosh, I forgot to tell Dayana, Luke and Danielle about this!" I said.

"Oh yeah, sorry about that." Justin said.

"It's okay. I'll just tell them later." I smiled.

We arrived at his mansion and picked my bags up. Justin set my things and I put my clothes in the closet.

"Come here babe." He called, lying on the bed. I laid beside him and cuddled.

"You're on leave for three days. You're all mine now." He said. He hugged me tighter.

"No more working or jobs for three days okay? Just rest first." He added. I just nodded. And we fell asleep.

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I woke up inside Justin's arms, he's snoring softly. I looked at him and laughed. He's sleeping with his mouth open.

I removed his arms from my waist and got up. I took a shower and put on my clothes. I'm planning to go to the office and work.

I went outside the mansion and started walking. Hmm, how can I get a taxi here? Seems like nothing's passing by except for a few people. I think this is an exclusive village only for rich people.

I am starting to get tired now. I stopped walking.

"Wew, is there a taxi here?" I said. Panting, then I continued walking until I saw the New York Times building.

"Oh, thank goodness!" I sighed.

I entered the building and went to the elevator, I am now 30 minutes late. I walked towards my desk and greeted everyone.

"I thought you're on leave?" My manager asked.

"He's just checking up on work." I turned around to see Justin behind.

"Oh, everything's okay Trent. Just get some rest." My manager said and smiled. I looked down then Justin grabbed my hand and dragged me.

"You're so gonna get it when we got home." Justin warned.

"Justin I'm sorry. I just want to work." I said.

"Don't call me Justin! I'm not Justin Bieber, I'm Jason Mccann." He said. I laughed, is he mad or what?

"You bad boy, Jason's gonna punish you." He added.

"Get in the car." he ordered. I got inside and he started driving.

"Juju, I'm sorry?" I said.

"I. Am. Not. Juju or Justin. I am Jason Mccann." He monotonously replied. Is he crazy?

"Okay, mr. Jason. Please don't punish me." I said. He smirked. But whatever he did, scare me or what, I'm still not scared.

We arrived at his mansion. I sat on the sofa and he locked the front door. He turned around and looked at me.

"I'm sorry?" I apologized.

"Run." He said.

"What?" I asked. What is he talking about?

"Run!" He shouted. I jumped up from my seat and sat again.

"You're not scared huh?" I smirked. Then he walked towards me.

"You just look sexier, Justin." I said.

"But you disobeyed me. You have to do something for me. You owe me one." He said. I pulled his shirt and we went to our room.

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