Chapter Fourty Nine

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Dirty Part.

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"I love you, other person."

Did I hear wrong?

Is my hearing fucking with me?

Did I hear anything at all?

Did he just say he loves me?

I stared at Justin with wide eyes. I couldn't move. My mind was still processing this moment. But my legs had a mind of their own. I stood up grabbing a towel, wrapping it around my body. Walking slowly towards Justin, who's back was still facing me. I sighed softly, standing in front of him. Staring into his eyes. There we stood, green eyes starring into hazel eyes. I clutched the light pink towel closer to my body. He just stared at me, his figure towering over mine.

"I love you." I watched as the three words I ached for him to say come out again. He said it again, to my face practically giving me a heart attack. The way his lips formed those words, made me want to cry.

"I may not say it a lot. It's a foreign thing to say for me. I'm not use to this. But I love you, okay? So pl-" I cut him off by wrapping my arms around his neck, attaching my lips to his. I couldn't anymore. Three times in a row he's said it. Justin wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I ran my fingers through his hair as he pushed me against the door, grabbing my leg wrapping it around his waist. "I like when you scream at me.." Justin mumbled into my mouth. I could feel his erection through my towel. I pulled away smiling.

"You need to take care of that," I pointed to his erection, giggling, "We also need to talk." I walked away from Justin towards the tub. I drained the water from the tub, wrapping my robe around my naked body walking towards the door. Justin sighed in frustration following me. I sat on the bed, running my fingers through my wet hair, Justin sat next to me staring at me. "You really love me?" I asked, turning my body towards him. He nodded, placing his hand on my cheek his thumb rubbing it, lovingly. "Tell me everything then.. No more secrets." I muttered, looking him in the eyes.

"Fine I'll tell you everything you need to know."

"Selena." I simply said, that hit a nerve. Justin shook his head, letting out a small laugh. He ran his hands through his hair. "History.. She's history."

"Define history." I leaned back against the head board sighing. Justin scooted more on the bed, sitting criss cross. "We.. Dated. We were together for a year. Things went south fast. I cheated on her... I was a kid. I couldn't be tied down. She introduced me to this life." Justin spoke, pulling at the blanket. They dated.. Justin and Selena dated. Something I never would've imagined. They hate each other so much. I wonder if he still has feelings for her. I looked up at Justin. His face looked pained. I don't wanna push my luck here.

"You cheated on her?" I cleared my throat. He looked at me, chuckling a bit.

"Yes. I cheated on her." He was smiling? Why is this so amusing to him? I mean I don't like that bitch, but he broke her heart, right? I kinda wanna slap him right now. "Just because I cheated on her doesn't mean I'd cheat on you. I was 16 around the time I dated her. I'm a grown ass man now. I'd never hurt you the way I hurt her." He continued, crawling towards me. His face was inches from mine. I swallowed the lump in my throat. My heart was beating face. Justin's warm hazel eyes looking into mine. He licked his lips, making me clench my thighs. God, not now. I'm not done talking to him. Why does he have to look at me like this?

"Make love to me." These words slipped out of my mouth before I could stop them. Justin's eyes widened for a second. My legs opened a bit, moving back and forth in frustration. I really needed him. "What?" He laughed softly. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling Justin toward me. "Please." I mumbled, laying down underneath Justin. He smirked pulling the strings to my robe. He opened it, exposing my bare breast. He dipped his head into the crook of my neck attacking it with wet kisses. My eyes fluttered closed, as Justin's hands slipped into my robe tracing my curves.

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