I Got Her Pregnant (Justin Bieber Fanfic)

Ch. 30 - Ticklish

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♥ Jamie's POV: ♥

I sat by myself on the hotel room's king sized bed. Sighing, I pull the covers so that warmth could get to my entire body. It was around half past eleven in the night and I didn't know where Justin was. Didn't the meet and greet end sooner than this? I would've hoped so.

Phoebe had been out with Noah and I didn't know when they'd be back. Yet the thing is... I refuse to go to sleep without Justin. I wanted to wait for him, but I was getting more and more sleepy by the second.

I raised my hand up to look at the promise ring Justin gave me. A smile curled up on my lips and I couldn't wait to see him. I really do miss him as much as I love him... And that's a lot.

"Jamie, I'm back!" I heard a faint voice coming from downstairs. I smile widely and slipped out of the covers, jumping out of bed. My feet crawled on the soft floor as I left the bedroom, walking downstairs quietly. The first thing I saw was Justin's back facing me as he kicked off his shoes.

I sneak up behind him and wrap my arms around his waist, resting my head on his shoulder. "You're back," I grin, kissing his neck and massaging his nape lightly.

"Ohh," he moaned. "That feels amazing."

I giggled and stepped back, turning him around so that I could kiss him. "Where were you?" I asked against his lips.

He kissed back roughly and then pulled away, "What do you mean?"

"I mean that it's a little later than I thought you'd be back," I spoke softly. Justin's face read sympathy as he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me to his chest.

"I'm sorry.." he says quietly. "Paparazzi caught up to us and I guess you could say there was a little traffic."

"Well if it's not your fault, then... It's okay," I smiled, poking his nose. He chuckled and grabbed the hand that had poked him, placing a kiss on top.

"Why did I have a feeling you'd poke me?" he laughed, caressing the hand he was still holding. His fingers brushed against a surface, making me look down. It was the promise ring.

Justin stared down at my hand and the biggest smile spread on his lips when he saw the ring. "I see you're still wearing it," he smirked.

A blush made itself evident on my cheeks and I broke my gaze from him, unable to look him in the eyes. Those chocolate orbs made me weak in the knees. "I think I'm attached to it, actually," I smile to myself, "Like I'm attached to you.."

"Aww.." I heard him chuckle, feeling his soft hand brush a strand of hair behind my ear. I looked back up at him, staring at his lips. His eyes gazed into mine and a grin formed in his face. He leaned forward, giving me a kiss that's longer than a peck but shorter than our usual kisses.