Reckless & Clumsy

Part 10

All he did was exhaling loudly and ignoring your question. "Justin...?", you whisper. "What are you gonna do now?", you ask again. "I don't know yet", he asnwers this time. "What do you mean?", you ask confusedly. "Well, either I'm just gonna leave and forget about this, or I'm gonna do what I want to do the most right now", he says gently. "And what are you going to do", you whisper, scared. Instead of answering Justin takes your face with his hands and presses his lips against yours. You can't really do anything, you're too surprised. Just let it happen.Justin slowly pulls away and looks at you. "I... uhhmm...", he stutters. You can't do anything else than just look at him. He nervously looks around, probably waiting for you to say something. But you can't say anything. You open your mouth, but nothing comes out. You just stare at him. "Fuck, *yn*, say something!", he says and you jump a little bit because you didn't expect him to say something that loud. "I...", you finally manage to whisper. "Listen, *yn*, I wanted to do this since you first punched my balls, since I found the crying little helpless girl at the trainstation in Atlanta... It took me a while to realize but I'm just... - this is what I want", he says. And you think about what he said. Can it be true? Did he love you? During all the time? When you left and he didn't answer any of your messages? Justin seems to be reading your mind and he nods slightly. You feel tears coming up, even though you know you should be the happiest person in the world now, but you just don't feel anything. There's a hole inside your chest. "Justin I.... I just don't know", you say, trying to hide your tears. "What do you mean with 'you don't know'?", he asks and pulls you into a hug. "I'm just so confused right now I don't know what to say, what to do, what to think...", you whisper and cuddle into his chest. He just holds you. You don't know how long you're just laying in his arms. But you know that you really need to go to the toilet. "Justin...?", you chuckle after a while. "yeah?" "I really need a wee", you answer laughing. Justin chuckles and lets you go. You go to the toilet and when you come back you find Justin on the bed, just the way you left him there. He didn't notice you yet and you're just standing there, looking at him. His hair, his eyes, his lips. And suddenly, you have your feelings back. Here they come, rushing back, all at once. And now you know pretty damn well what you want.

You walk towards him and sit on his lap. He smiles at you and you can't help but kiss these beautiful lips. Justin opens his mouth a little bit and you send your tongue on an excursion in his mouth. Justin smirks against the kiss and slowly pulls away. "So are you the normal *yn* again?", he asks whilst looking deep into your eyes. You think a while, then shake your head. "No, I'm in love now", you whisper and Justin smiles. "I think I'm too", he says and kisses you. "Damn, this feels so good", he whispers against the kiss. You smile and put your arm behind his neck. You feel him pressing his body against yours and you feel nothing but happiness. You try to remember when you had felt this happy the last time but after a few seconds you decide not to think, just to enjoy. Justin slowly puts his hands under your shirt and caresses your naked back with his fingers. You shiver and slowly pull away from the kiss. "*yn*...", Justin says smiling. You look at him. Just look at his face, his hair, all messed up from your little make out session. "Thank you.", he says gently and takes your hand. "I should sleep now. I'm really tired.", you say and look at the alarm clock on the nightstand. half past two in the morning. "Would you mind me staying here?", Justin asks and you smile about bis cuteness. "'f course.", you whisper and the next thing you notice is slowly flling asleep in his arms, his hot breath in your neck, his chest behind your back.

When you wake up the next day, the first thing you do is going on your phone to check the date. You still can't believe what happened the day before. The interview on the radio and especially the things that happened after it. You turn around to see Justin laying on the bed, still sleeping. Another reason that slowly makes you believe that it was real. You go on twitter to see if someone inportant tweeted something important, but you regret it as soon as your finger touched the blue button. But when you started reading your mentions, you can't stop. Some of them are nice. "You did a good job at the interview" , "I wouldn't mind if you were Justin's girlfriend, you seem nice", "Can you plz follow me?". You smile at every single one. But then there are the bad ones. "Fuck you *yn*". "You don't deserve Justin, go back to where you came from and die". Stuff like that. You're just about to reply a tweet that says "Justin is too good for u, why does he hang out with sluts like you?" when you feel Justin's arms wrap around you from behind. "What are you doin'?", he asks with a rasping moring voice. As soon as he sees what you're about to do he takes your phone out of your hands, deletes the answer you'd already typed in and turned the phone off. "You shouldn't care about stuff like that. They're just jealous you've got such a hot boyfriend like me", he smirks and kisses your cheek. "boyfriend?", you ask shyly and blush. "Awwww the cute blushing again. I think I can say that now, can I?", he says instead of answering. "Yes", you say smiling, knowing that you just agreed to more than his question. He's still sitting behind you, hufging you from behind and he takes your face with his hands to turn it around and kiss you gently. "We're going to have to hide it", he says after the kiss. You look down and nod. "Scooter once told me I should never make a relationship official when I haven't been with the girl for 6 months." You nod again. Six months. You'd never even had a boyfriend for this long. "Is this okay for you?", he asks when he realizes that you didn't really say anything yet. You nod again and then give him a peck on his lips.

You get up and grab some clothes you want to wear this day and walk towards the bathroom to change. You wear some shorts and a normal blach shirt. When you're done you go back to the bedroom and find just an empty bed. Justin probably went to his own room to get dressed. You turn your phone on again but this time you don't go on twitter but call your mother. "*yn*?", she says. "Hi mom. I wondered if I could come home today...?", you say even though you surprise yourself by saying that. "Yes, of course, this man Scooter or whatever he's called told us that you'd come home tomorrow but you can come today if you want to", your mom says nervously. You agree and hang up. Then, you go out of your room and knock on Justin's door which is right next to yours. "Yeah?", you hear his voice from in there. You open the door to see Justin in his boxers and shirtless and you quickly turn around and close the door. "What the heck are you doing?", you ask, still trying not to look at him. "I'm changing.... Aww, c'mon I have pants on, every guy at the beach walks around like this. Why are you here?", he answers and you slowly turn around and face him. "I wanted to tell you that I plan on finally going home today", you say. Justin nods whilst putting on some sweatpants. "That's ok. I wanted to tell you that I'm heading off to LA in a week anyways." He pulls you into his arms, still shirtless. "We're not going to see us for a while when I'm going to be there" ,he says and his face is so close to yours that you can feel his breath on your face. "We still have a whole week", you say gently. "Yes", he smirks and kisses you. His hands travel down from your face to your shoulders, your back until the bottom of your shirt and you know he's thinking about if you'd like it if he'd put his hands under your shirt. He finally decides right and lets his hands travel back to your face and you smirk into the kiss. "Why are you smirking?", he asks eventually. "Doesn't matter", you say. "Will you help me packing my things to go home?", you ask. He nods and you two head off to your room to get your stuff ready to go home.