Feel (Justin Hills)

{ 9 }

{ J u s t i n }

"What are you gonna do?! Like you wanna be seen with me now?!" Mason yells, wiping a tear that's falling down her cheek.
"Pfft, who said that? I just hate that someone leaked it. Who did you send the photo to?"
"Lili..." She thinks. I look to Lili. "And Nat."
"Nat." Her and Lili say at the same time. Looks like they've found who.
"Great, where is she?" I ask.
"Sick, apparently." Mas laughs. "Can you drive me to her place, it'll be quicker." She pleads. I nod.
"Both of you in the car then."
*
Mas is directing me to Nat's place, but it didn't take long. She's walking on the street, holding some guys hand.
"Stop! That's her!" Lili yells. I stop and pull over. Mas and Lili run out after her.

{ M a s o n }

"Nat! I thought you were sick!" I yell after her, she turns to look at me but carries on walking. "NATALIA ELLA JAMESON STOP RIGHT NOW!" I shout louder and run to grab her wrist.
"Err, hi." She smiles nervously.
"Who did you send the photo to and who did you tell about Justin and I?"
"Ahh, so it is true." The guy beside her smirks.
"I didn't send it to anyone, I only showed Eric." She turns to him. Justin runs to beside me and puts an arm around my shoulder protectively.
"Ha, played. I'm a journalist." He smirks and snaps a picture on his phone, before running off. Nat's face drops.
"What? I thought he liked me." She blubs, crying into my shoulder. "I'm so sorry, he must have sent the pictures to himself I didn't mean to tell anyone. I didn't know!"
"I know you wouldn't, I know you're sorry." I wrap my arms around my best friend. "It's okay, I forgive you. Go home Nat, have a cup of tea and get in your pyjamas, he played you."
"You're amazing, Mas." She smiles and starts off towards her house.
"I'll go too." Lili smiles and rushes off after her. I sigh. Poor Nat, she didn't know she was getting played by that guy. That's the worst part about Nat, she was sweet, outgoing but she was naive and quite gullible. That guy just guessed it and used it to his advantage. Sure, I'm pissed about it, but I can't do anything. It's on the internet, and people all over the world know about it.
"Let me take you home." Justin takes me to the car and I get in. "I know it's a lot to process." I nod.
Mom: Where are you Mas?
Me: Justin is bringing me back now x
Mom: Okay, does he want to out come for dinner?
"Justin do you want to come out for dinner with us?"
"Sure, do I look okay?" He asks.
"You look great, I on the other hand don't." I gesture to my jeans.
Me: Yeah, I need to get changed when we get back, but we can go then x
Mom: Yes Ma'am! See you soon x
*
I open the front door and lead Justin inside. "Welcome to my little home." I smile and grab his hand, guiding him inside.
"Go get changed then, I'll be okay. I'm a big boy." He laughs.
"Okay, come upstairs, I'll get dressed in the bathroom, I don't trust my brother." He follows me upstairs and sits on my bed as soon as he gets into my small room.
"Nice posters." He smiles at the ones of dance on one wall, and music and bands on another, and art work on my last wall. The other is just plain blue.
"Thanks." I pack some of my paints away and put them on my desk and smile at what I'm painting.
It was supposed to be like our first date, a shadow of two clinking wine glasses and the rest is a starry night, it's looking good so far. Justin sees and smiles. "You can do everything. It's official."
"I dunno, I can't act, or do calculus. I can sing, dance and do art though." I shrug.
"And that's just normal to you."
"Yes. And I can play a lot of instruments just by ear." I say with a small, proud nod and go over to my wardrobe.
"By ear? That's insane!" I shrug and pull out the outfit I've decided on. I took the chance while Justin was looking through my sketchbook. "These are really good." I sneak up behind him and rest my chin on the top of his head because he's sat down.
"You think so?" He nods and puts his hands behind him, to try grab me. "Justinnnnn." I whine and smack his hand away.
"Masonnnn." He mocks. "What's the problem? No ones home. I'm not attacking you." I forgot no ones home. Huh. Justin takes the chance and grabs my sides, turning around and starting to tickle me.
"J-Justin. I. Can't. Breathe." I laugh. He stops tickling me and looks into my eyes, still staying where he is. Which is over me, one leg and one arm either side of me. "Trapped, am I?"
"Yup, you're stuck." I roll my eyes, sit up, but I'm still stuck under him. "Not going anywhere." He smirks. I kick one of his legs and knock one of his arms so he falls side ways. I am where he was over me. "Now you're stuck." I smirk and lean down so I'm by his ear. "Not going anywhere." I kiss his cheek and get up.
"You're a flirt, you know that right."
"Yup." I wink and put on my shoes, just as mom comes in.
"Hey, I'm just gonna get out of these boring work clothes and we can go."

{ J u s t i n }

"Not going anywhere." She whispers into my ear, kisses my cheek and gets up to put her shoes on. I shiver. I go to get up but...
"Hey, I'm just gonna get out of these boring work clothes and we can go." Diane smiles and closes the door. I nod and Mason sits down in front her her dresser to put a necklace on. I can't help it anymore. I go over to her and kiss the back of her neck.
"Well, hello there. What provoked that?"
"You did. I couldn't wait any longer."
"Nerd." She goes to elbow me, but I block it. I smirk and she turns, standing up and pressing her lips to mine. Just what I needed. I press my hand to her bare back, only bare because of the shirt she's wearing, and pull her closer. She shivers.
"I'm ready!" Diane yells. Mason breaks the kiss, rolls her eyes and starts toward the door.
*
I'm glad I took my own car, with Mason in with me, because Hayden keeps staring at me. I laugh uncomfortably and shake it off everytime. And I'm also glad because we get to spend some alone time together.
We get here before her mom and brother, so we use the time wisely. By wisely, I mean a heated make out session, but that's as far as we got before Mas saw her moms car over my shoulder.
I take her hand as she gets out the car. "Wait a minute, mom this is the expensive place!" It's the place I took her on our first 'date.'
"Yes, it's been six years today since your father, and it needed something special."
"Daddy." She whimpers, tears her hand from mine and turns away, burying her face in her hands. "I can't mom. I can't." She cries.
"You can sweetie, your father raised a stronger girl than this."
*
At the end of it, Mason runs outside. "I'm going for a walk, I'll see you later." She murmurs quickly.
"Mas, you'll get cold, take my jacket." I hand her my hoodie and she wraps it around herself. She comes and hugs me.
"Meet me at the cemetary." She whispers and kisses below my ear, before running off.
The cemetary? Is that where her father is buried? Does she really want me there?
She trusts me. I know that.