I wake up wrapped all around someone. I moan lightly in relaxation cuddling into the persons neck. I missed this, it felt as if I belong in this persons arms. Like it was just meant to be. Wait... My eyes shoot open as I see Justin. Oh gosh, what was I thinking? Although it was a lot better than cuddling into a teddybear. He looked adorable sleeping. His mouth open slightly, his head hanging back and his hand in his pants, which was a little weird. Still cute though. Why did he do that? I smile lightly watching him sleep. I trace the outline of his face, nose, and his bottom lip. I miss his lips. His lips turn into a smile making mine eyes go wide. Now I'm completely embarrassed, I'm sure I look like a tomato right now. "Good morning" he smirks. I turn away, rolling on my side with my back facing him. "What's wrong?" He questions and I frown looking at the picture of me and Wesley that was located on my night stand. "Nothing" "you're lying Baylee" "am not" "yes you are, tell me what's bothering you" he ask turning me over to where he can see my face. "Baylee" he says and I stay quite not wanting to cry. I never lost my feelings for Justin. And I feel horrible because my boyfriend had just died. Does that make am a bad person? Yes, of course it does. "Bay?" He whispers softly. "YOU damn it!" I yell sitting up on the bed. He frowns sitting up also. He looked confused and a little hurt. "What'd I do?" "Y-you... You just-" I look down and frown I couldn't finish talking. "Did I hurt you?" He ask softly and I shake my head, no. No you didn't hurt me. Not at all, you could never. You're perfect and I just wanna hold you right now. You look so confused and it's adorable as crap. Yeah like I'd say that or him. "I didn't? You sure? What's wrong then? Did I say something to hurt your feelings? Cause if I did bay then I'm so-" "hush please" I say as he rambles on and on. He lightly smiles grabbing my hand. "Talk to me" "I don't wanna talk about it" "why?" "Because" I say and he lays back down. He stays silent, not speaking a word. I play with my fingers looking at my nails. They needed a bad fill in. I might go get my nails done if Catherine will go. "You have feelings for me... Or...?" He randomly says and I look at back him, he was staring at the ceiling. "Justin, I think I may have never lost them... But i mean, I feel like a horrible person for it. I can not control it and my boyfriend had just recently died. But yet, here I am confessing my feelings for anyone man" I says shaking my head. "Baylee-" "no Jay..." "What?" He ask now looking at me. I turn all the way around. So i was now facing him. "What?" I say and he smiles "I asked you what first" he giggles, so cutely. I smile grabbing one of his hand. He just watches me. "You have et fingers" "what?" He chuckles. "You know, like that alien et?" I say and he laughs looking at his other hand. "You're mean" he playfully whines. I chuckle shaking my head. "You like my hands bay, I know you do" he winks and I blush looking downs at his hand in mine. Why am I blushing! I hardly ever blush, like what the fuck? "Actually I don't" I joke and he smirks "Baylee, you're lying. You suck at it. I know you love when I run my hands all over your body when my fingers slide between your legs making your whole body shiver as I brush my fingers over your girly" he says and I bite my lip watching him smirk. "Am I right or am I right?" He ask and I smack him with a pillow then run to the bathroom. I giggling grabbing my tooth brush as Justin quickly opens the door and spots me. "So, what are you doing today?" "Studio, if Khalil calls me back" he replies watching me through the mirror. He grabs his tooth brush which he brought and starts brushing his teeth also. "What about you?" He ask as he spits in the sink. "I'd like to get my nails done, if Catherine wants to" "damn her and that little body" he moans rolling his eyes back. I smack his arm making him giggle. "Only joking, I like yours better" "now your lying" "am not" he says an I nod rinsing my tooth brush. I wash my face as Justin continues going on about something. "Hey, has anyone ever told you, you talk to much?" "Screw you Baylee" he says and I laugh fixing my robe as I walk to the closet.
*Later*
"Listen babe, it's okay to still have your feelings for Justin" Catherine said as we drove down the road. I take a drink of my Starbucks and groan. "Wesley was a distraction, I mean yeah you fell in love with him him. But your feelings were extremely strong for Justin before" "I just feel like a horrible person for all of it" "you shouldn't, I mean Wesley did say move on although I'm sure it's not that easy" she says and I just nod. She pulls into the studio and I lightly smile. "Come on dork" she says getting out. We walk arm in a through the building. We walk down the hall to the second studio room. Justin was always in the second for some reason? I open the door and we walk in. Justin was messaging around with the boys. Khalil nods his head and Justin turns to us. "My lovelys" he says hugging Catherine. He smirks looking at me and I giggle. "What?" "You look pretty" he says and I lick over my lips looking around. No one was paying attention to us. I like it that way though. "I brought you a drink" "thank you" he says taking his, sitting it down. Catherine was now laughing and talking with the boys. "Wheres my hug?" I fake pout and he giggles pulling me into his arms. "Since when have you wanted a hug from me" "since you hugged everyone but me" I joke and he pulls back but slides his hands to my waist. "Your hair, you've done something with it" he says and I nod. "I got a trim and put more blonde in it" "well... I like it" he says giving my hips a small squeeze. Two months ago, just two months ago Baylee. I think to myself. I playfully push Justin away walking towards everyone else. "Hey baby" Khalil greets me, as usual. I give him a side hug saying hey back although he's done me wrong. Then the same for everyone else. Except one guy. He was freakin beautiful! "Hi" I say not being able to take my eyes off of him. "Hey, I'm Ben" "i-I'm Baylee" I smile saying. This boy, his eyes were gorgeous and so was he! He was prefect. "And are you single, Baylee?" He says and my mind instantly goes to Wesley. "I-I'm uh, well I'm uh..." "She's taken" Justin cuts in and he nods walking off. "Sorry dude" he mumbles towards Justin. "Uh.. Thanks?" I awkwardly say sitting on the couch, right beside him. He laughs at something the boys say making his knee bump mine. I look up at him and smile. He was laughing so hard, his eyes were shut and his cute little dimples were showing. "Oh shit" he say putting his hand on his stomach. He finely cools down with the rest of the boys. He giggles lightly looking at me. I lightly smile shaking my head. "That was funny" "it was" Ben agrees sitting beside me. Although his looks were beyond perfect he gave me a weird vibe. I scoot closer to Justin and he puts his arm around my shoulder. "Let me take you out" he speaks and Justin looks at me. I look at Ben and say "what?" "Please.. We'll have a blast" he smirks and I groan "didn't I tell you I was taken?" "Justin did actually" he says and I groan again. "I know you are... We'll kind of" he says and I was about to snap. "You know nothing about me" "let me get to, come on sexy" "No" I say turning away from him. I cuddle into Justin's side, an sigh in anger. Justin giggles lowly giving my hip a light squeeze. "Right... I see you've moved on from dead boy that quick. Of course you have." he says as he sees Justin's arm. I gasp, my eyes tear up of course. I didn't cry though. I just felt like shit. Justin jumps up grabbing him by his shirt, pretty much dragging him towards the door. "Leave. Now" he says angrily and Ben pushing Justin off him, walking away. "Bro what the fuck happened" Khalil shouts as he stops singing. "Bens a fucking dick, that's what" Justin says walking to me. He sits, pulling me into a hug. He kisses my forehead lightly rubbing my back. "You okay?" "Yeah, I ruined my makeup though" I say and he laughs grabbing a tissue. Catherine sits down and I tell her everything that happened. Blah
