Soulless (Justin Bieber Love Story / Fan Fiction)

XIX

XIX.
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Song of the chapter:
Loving Someone by the 1975
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My bare legs dangled from the chair, the cool breeze tangling within them and passing quickly. I was cold, but it didn't matter because the hot cup of coffee pressed to my palms was making things all the better.

I looked out into the fall dawn, awaiting to see the sunrise. It was Justin's idea.

"We've been talking all night," he purred. "Why not see something extraordinary while doing it?"

And there we sat, out on the small balcony that every room in the apartment complex had. There was a small opening to the far left for the fire escape, which made me wonder how many times the building Justin lived in needed to use it. It was an all black balcony that could only be accessed by climbing out of Justin's roommate's window.

When I asked what we would do when he finally came home, he laughed softly. "Connor won't be home until at least three this afternoon. He won't even know that we did this."

I smiled, but inside I felt myself grow wary. It meant that our night together had to come to an end at some point-- and probably before 3 o'clock.

I took a long sip of my coffee, loving the taste more than anything in the world. Justin simply made it with a coffee maker that his parents left for him before they moved out, and the coffee it made was delicious. I had recently only had coffee from one of those single-serve Keurig machines, so having actual brewed coffee was a nice change. He even added some French vanilla cream, which happened to be one of my favorites.

"Are you excited to finish high school?" he asked, breaking the first silence of the night.

I shook my head. "Not really. I mean, yes because I don't really care for anyone there besides Anna and I'd love to go far, far away from here. But no because I'm very comfortable where I am. I'm not very good with change."

"I could sense that about you," he stated. I raised an eyebrow. "Like you said, you're comfortable. And that means you don't really care to make a change, because you're content. You shouldn't live your life that way."

I thought back to when we were talking about soul mates, and how he said there probably wasn't one for him. I thought the same thing about him.

"I guess not," I sighed, tracing my finger along the armrest of the black metal chair. "But it's always nice knowing what's going to happen everyday. I never have to worry about the unthinkable."

He shrugged. "I get what you're saying, but I think you should try to do some not-so-normal things."

Isn't what I've been doing for the last twelve hours considered not-so-normal?

"Maybe," was all I said. I took another long drink, my eyes searching for any glimpse of a sunrise so we wouldn't have to talk about what we were talking about anymore.

I could feel his gaze upon me. He stared at my face with his bottom lip in between his teeth. Nothing about it felt sexual, he was just looking.

"You really surprised me last night," he murmured, his eyes still glued to me when I turned to him in the hopes for a further explanation. "You did a lot of things that were out of your comfort zone, and you had fun. At least, I hope you had fun."