hit and run

Chapter 43

BELLA

I finished getting ready at around eleven o'clock and now I was sitting down with Nicole while we waited for everyone else. I missed Justin, even though he was with me I just felt like we hadn't spoken much or enough today. Which was only because of his hangover but I still missed him.

I didn't want to crowd him while he was with his friends because I wasn't some clingy girlfriend that depended on him. I was his girlfriend though so I do think I deserved some time with him.

He said he was feeling better to go out but I was worried because I didn't want him drinking too much and then getting sick. But he said he was fine, so I just let him be.

As I sat on the couch waiting my name was called and I got up and walked in the direction of Malcolm's room. He was standing in front of a mirror while he pulled a white shirt off his head and he smiled at me when I walked in.

"How may I be of assistance?" I joked using his play on words.

"I like this shirt, but I also like the one on my bed." He cocked his head to the side motioning to the shirt layed out on the bed behind him. "So which one do you think?"

"The other one is a better color for you." I said narrowing my eyes and then nodding. "Button up for the win." I put a thumbs up and he laughed at my lameness. He pulled the shirt off his head and threw it on the bed and then pulled his arms through the new one and began to button it up.

"Well, this looks fun." Justin cleared his throat standing in the doorway with his back leaning against the wall. I rolled my eyes and Malcolm continued to button up the shirt not even paying attention to him. "You ready?" He asked, with a nod of his head. I walked out of Malcolm's room and down the hallway to our room with Justin trailing behind me.

I could feel his eyes on me the whole time, and his hand brushing closely to mine from behind with each step he took. The most connection we had today was him kissing me when I got him and now I hoped there would be more. Well as much as I could get in the ten minutes we probably had together.

When I entered the room I sat at the edge of the bed for all of two seconds, he tucked his arm underneath my knees so that I could sit on his lap and then wrapped his arms around my waist. One of his hands gripped my thigh to put it on either side of him but I pushed at his chest.

"No, I'm wearing a skirt." I don't think anyone liked having their skirt ride up on their thighs, and I won't lie I don't have the skinniest legs in the world so it's just uncomfortable. I wasn't wearing some plush cotton either so that was not fun at all. He groaned and then layed back pulling me with him. My hair fell in his face and he blew air laughing when it tickled his cheek.

"I like it like this." He smiled, twirling a piece of hair between his fingers. I took it out from my braids and now it was wavy/curly.

"Thanks, dude." I joked and he grimaced jokingly. Then Ricky yelled his name telling him we were leaving and he pushed me off of him lightly. He left the room and I followed walking out to see everyone now ready in the living room.

Harry had his arm wrapped around Melissa and Nicole and Malcolm were standing beside each other talking. Ricky was by the door and then a horn honked meaning the taxi was here to take us to the club.

Justin walked up to Ricky and they high fived and laughed to each other. When he opened the door we all shuffled out and walked down to the cab Justin jerked his hand at me to take and then led me into the car and sat down beside me placing his hand on my bare thigh.

When we got there, which was only maybe a ten-minute drive, we were standing outside on the curb because we also had to walk up to the club. The place looked really cool, it was in this type of outdoor patio building that was two stories but really had no indoor section. I was holding Justin's hand and he dropped mine for a second but picked it up again quickly so I barely noticed.