Forever

Chapter 7

We pull apart for air, and he leads me to his room, after closing and locking the door to his car. I hesitate to follow, not wanting to dive into things so soon. He gently pulls at my hand intertwined in his. I follow him slowly, and when we reach the room, he locks the door, and sets me on his lap on the bed.

"Uh, I-"

"We won't do anything, I promise, I don't wanna go too fast," he reassures me. I let out a breath of air I didn't know I'd been holding.

He leans into me, and his lips form around mine perfectly, as if they were made for each other. He lifts me up without breaking the kiss, and I wrap my legs around his torso.

Instead of moving me, or telling me to stop, he flips us over, so my back is on the bed, and he is hovering over me. My hands automatically grab his hair, balling them into fists, and pulling at it. Our bodies press as close to each other as possible, wanting to be closer.

We pull apart, needing air, and he asks if I want to stay here tonight or go home, clearly not implying anything.

"I mean, I don't really want to go home, but I also don't want to intrude here," I answer honestly.

"I would actually prefer you stay here, and I know my mom won't mind," he answers me.

"Then I guess I'll stay. Thank you, Justin."

"Really it's nothing. Just one thing, not relating in any way to that conversation," he says.

"And what would that be?" I ask him.

"We need to clear up what just happened before we go downstairs. My mom is going to want to know what our, umm, relationship status is," he answers uncomfortably.

"Well, what do you want it to be?"

"Umm, well, do you maybe want to be my girlfriend?" he asks me so nervously I actually feel bad.

I smile bigger than I ever have before, and nod my head excitedly. He exhales and smiles.

"You have no idea how long I have wanted to ask you that," he breathes.

"Well, I'm glad you did," I say, smashing my lips against his. He kisses back almost immediately. Our lips mold together, and I press myself against him, wrapping my arm around his neck, before pulling back.

"I'm gonna need another bra. And underwear," I say awkwardly.

"My sister's about the same size as you, go check with her," he says. (A/N: I know Jazmyn is younger, but this is an alternate universe, so just go with it)

"Okay, thanks," I reply, then walk out of the room to find his sister's. When I find it, I walk in, seeing the door open and her sitting on the bed.

"Umm, hi, are you Jazmyn?" I ask her. She looks about 14, but mature for her age.

"Yeah, who are you?" She asks, not rudely, just wondering.

"Emily. Justin told me to come ask you for some clothes. We went swimming and I got wet," I explain.

"If that's what happened, then sure. Hey, what did you do to your face?" She asks.

"Nothing," I answer, not wanting to say anything.

"Okay, you know you can just say you don't want to tell me," she answers laughing. I smile, she seems pretty nice. "So what clothes do you need?"

"Just a bra and panties," I answer.

"You're sure you went swimming?" she asks.

I nod, smiling, "I wouldn't do what you're probably thinking. Not right now, anyways."