Justin

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Sara POV

I hung my head low and thought about my conversation with Ross. As I started to tear up from these thoughts, I heard a knock on the door.

My head shot up and I sprinted to the door. I blasted the door open and looked in Justin's mesmerizing eyes.

I smiled at him and gave him a hug, wrapping my arms around his waist.

He hugged back and pulled me closer to him. My head was stuffed in his chest and I couldn't help but notice he smelled amd felt like Logan.

He gave me one last squeeze and then pulled back.

He looked at me in the eye and grinned big.

"Come inside," I invited.

He followed me as I walked up to my room.

"So, how are you?" he asked as we sat down on my bed.

"O-okay," I shrugged my shoulders.

He pushed be back gently onto my bed and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, also holding my hand.

I nuzzled my head into his chest and started to cry a little bit.

"Its okay to not be okay," he whispered.

I nodded and started to cry a little more. This felt just like old times, comforting each other all the time.

I looked up from his chest anmy waist.smiled at him. He was looking right at me, staring at my facial features.

He then put his free hand on my face and started to lean in. I was about to push him off but I wasn't with Ryland yet so one kiss couldn't hurt.

He touched my lips softly and wrapped his hands around my waist. I rubbed my hands on his chest as he flipped himself on top of me.

I couldn't help but get a little more rough. This felt so wrong but so right.

I tugged my hands on his hair and flipped myself on top on him. He then moved his lips to my jaw bone and then down to my neck.

I moaned and grabbed the blankets. Then, with a smile on my face, I started to tug on the collar of his shirt, then rubbed my hands very slowly over his chest, and ended with going down his pants a little bit and tugging on his underpants.

"Sara!" He moaned.

I smiled and moved my lips back to his as he grabbed my butt. I started to rock my hips harder against his waist, wrapping my legs around him.

He then moved his hands up my shirt and started to unclasp my bra.

I was about to let him but then I thought of Ryland and pushed him away.

Oh crap.....what did I just do.

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