Texas Girl (Pt 26)

I think this wins the award for the longest TG ever!!! It took me all day to write, so enjoy it! <3

Warning: Strong sexual references :P

Drew's POV
My head pounded constantly. It pounded so hard I could hear it in my ears.
A soft, comfy duvet clung to my warm body, my head resting on a luxurious pillow. I stretched my arms out beside me, using my fingers to feel along the smooth golden fabric of the covers.
I sat up straight, examining my surroundings.
It was the bedroom we had been in yesterday, the bathroom we had dried off in to my left. The right led through to an upstairs living room. Sofas, a flat screen on the wall, and a coffee table.
There was a balcony opposite me, the doors wide open, letting in a warm morning breeze. It washed over me like gentle waves, and I suddenly felt the urge to go to the beach - minus the headache :/.
I continued to scan the room with my eyes. My suitcase sat on a long chair beside the balcony doors, my shoes kicked off lazily by the fireplace. Justin must have got the Ferrari keys from the pool.
I flipped back the covers, and noticed I was still wearing nothing but his jacket. Aha. I couldn't be bothered to go through my case and try to find something to wear, so I slid out of bed and walked out of the room. Through the upstairs living room, and out onto the landing. Where was Justin? "Justin?" I called out, but wishing I hadn't afterwards, as it made my head hurt and the room spin. I breathed in deeply, squeezing my eyes shut and bringing my hand to my forehead. Argh. That hurt.
I plodded down the stairs, each step hurting my head more than the last. I stepped into the doorway of the living room, seeing Justin spread out on the sofa, tapping away on his iPhone. "Yes! Die angry pigs!" he exclaimed, pumping his fist high in the air. That's so cute.
I cleared my throat to let him know I was here. He looked up, immediately smiling at the sight of me. "Hi" I mumbled, giving him an awkward wave with my sleeve-covered hand. "Hey" he grinned, putting his phone down on the coffee table and coming over to me.
He looked good today. He wore a white v-neck tee as well as white Supra trainers, grey jeans and a blue cap, tilting upwards so you could still see his perfectly spiked hair. I stood in front of him in a casual black drawstring jacket, creased and worn from sleep. I immediately felt underdressed - in more ways than one. "My head hurts" I mumbled, placing my hand on my still thumping head. "I don't doubt that. One beer and you were totally wasted" he chuckled, taking my hand and gently tugging it away from my head.
I furrowed my brow and squinted at the blinding light hitting my eyes. I groaned at the ache, and buried my head in Justin's shoulder. "I'm guessing you don't want to do much today" he laughed lightly, hugging me around the waist.
Well that wasn't totally true. I still felt like going down and checking out the beach. "Can we go to the beach?" I spoke up, pulling back a bit to look at Justin. "You really wanna?" he furrowed his brow. I understood how he'd think that. I kinda had a mini sort of hangover. "Yeah. I just really need some fresh air" I breathed. "Alright, get dressed and we'll go" he smiled down at me.
I really needed to grow a few inches. This was just getting unfair.

Ten minutes later, I was dressed and ready to go. I wore grey denim shorts and a loose white tee. I'd forgotten flip-flops or sandals, so Justin let me wear his charcoal grey Supras. I love his shoes. :).
I ran down the stairs and performed a sneak attack on Justin, grabbing his hand on the way past and tugging him out the sliding doors of the blue living room. "Whoa" he chuckled, dragging along behind me. I stopped by the corral, calling over the Thoroughbreds. "You'll have to take it from here cuz I have no idea how we get to the beach" I giggled, suddenly having more energy than I did before.
I smoothed the horse's muzzle with the palm of my hand, reaching up and hugging it around the neck as it neighed in enjoyment. "I would say we should take the horses, but honestly, they petrify me" he laughed, watching me interact with the peaceful creature. "Really? Why?" it amazed me that somebody could be scared of such calm, wondrous creatures. "Have you seen how fast these things go? Usane Bolt couldn't beat them in a race" he challenged, stepping closer to me and my newfound friend. "True. Plus, they'd buck you off in a heartbeat. They're not as forgiving as Blair" I giggled softly, smiling at the thought of Poppa's adventurous horse. "Yeah well, maybe we'll ride tomorrow" he smiled, taking my hand and leading me away from the warm-blooded animal.
He tugged me down a small grassy path beside the corral, that slowly turned into sand, and opened out onto a large beach.
It was stunning. The sun beat down on the sand, making it hot and difficult to walk on bare-foot. The sea was a vibrant light-blue, clear and easy to see into. Fish swarmed around reefs and rocks, searching for food and just swimming for the joy of it. "It's beautiful" I breathed, staring around the sandy paradise. One thing was missing. "Where are all the people?". Justin looked down at me, a grin on his handsome face "There aren't any. This is Usher's private beach. It's his. Ours" he smiled. Awwww. "We have our own beach?!?" I exclaimed, completely overwhelmed by it all. "Yeah.... So what do ya wanna do?".
Right now, I honestly didn't care. I just knew whatever it was, I wanted him with me. He was so.... So humble. He gave everyone everything and didn't ask for anything back. Not even a thank you. Well, he was getting one. "Thank you" I said sincerely, staring deep into his hazel eyes. "For what?". He's so clueless it's adorable. "For everything. The house, the beach, the whole holiday" I blushed softly. He leaned in and whispered in my ear "You're worth it" before taking off at a sprint along the beach. I followed after, knowing that this would be a good day. :)

I sat down on the sand, out of breath from so much running back and forth. Justin collapsed down beside me, his bare chest heaving.
I looked out into the blue. Why did I want to go swimming so much? I can't swim to save my life. No-one had ever taught me. I still felt like going in waist-deep.
I took off my tee and shorts, kicked off Justin's trainers, leaving me in a pale blue bikini.
I clambered up off the sand and walked the ten feet it took to get to the shore. Justin propped himself up on his elbows "Texas, what are you doing?" he asked, furrowing his brow. "Isn't it obvious? I'm going swimming" I said as I reached the shore. I dipped my right foot in a bit deeper, feeling the nice, warm temperature of the water. "Drew, may I remind you that you can't swim?" Justin's voice was worried and unsure as he stood from the sand and came racing after me. He hooked me around the waist, holding me suspended in the air against his chest. "I'm not going in deep. I just wanna see what it's like" I protested, trying to squirm out of his grip. "You're gonna do something stupid Tex, I know it" he warned when I finally wriggled out of his arms. I walked out further into the warm water, now reaching just below my knees "Then come in with me" I raised my eyebrows at him, showing him there was no way he was going to stop me. He sighed, rubbing his temples with his finger and thumb. "You're so stubborn" he chuckled. I took that as a yes. "Yay!" I squealed, running out of the water to grab his hand and tug him in with me. He couldn't help but laugh at my squeal of excitement as I tugged him in up to mid-thigh. He leaned in to kiss me when I felt something slimy brush past my leg. I let out a small scream, jumping back from Justin's almost-kiss. I looked down and saw.... Seaweed. Oh. Well now I felt stupid. Justin laughed at me, making me blush bright red. "It's not funny. I thought it was a shark" I whimpered, folding my arms over my chest. "It's very funny" he laughed uncontrollably, leaning over to laugh harder.
Alright then. He asked for it. I slid my hand along the surface of the water, sketting it up into his face. He gasped and stood straight, giving me a look that said "It's on Texas". I gave him a pleading look, but he didn't buy it. He lunged forward, snatching me up into his arms and throwing me over his shoulder. I let out cries, partly laughing as I begged him to stop "Justin put me down! Don't do it!" I pleaded as he began to walk out further into the ocean. I saw the water passing underneath me, fish swimming by, totally clueless to our presence. "Justin don't throw me in!" I begged, secretly petrified he'd do it again. "I'm not gonna throw you in" he chuckled.
Oh. Well ok then. "Then what are you doing?". Why else would he be carrying me out deep into the ocean? "Nothing" he shrugged, before taking me down from his shoulders, and placing me in the water.
It took me about two seconds to realise I couldn't touch the floor. I began to dip beneath the surface, and my heart beat hard in fear. I managed to swiftly kick up and launch myself into Justin's arms. He chuckled at me as I clung to his body for dear life. "You're so cruel" I whimpered, staring around me in fear. He held onto me gently "I know I am" he smiled. "I hate you" I mumbled, not really meaning what I said. "I love you too Texxy" he laughed, beginning to swim back into shore.
A large wave washed us up closer to the beach, but the pure force of it pushed me away from Justin and under the surface. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. Justin immediately dove underwater beside me, wrapping his arms around my waist and tugging me up. I giggled my thanks as we walked out of the ocean and onto the hot sand.
I saw an opportunity for revenge when he leaned down to pick up his towel. I snuck up behind him and pushed him down on his stomach. He swiftly rolled over in the sand, but not quick enough to stop me clambering on top of him and straddling his hips. "Payback's a bitch ain't it" I laughed gently as he held his hands up beside his head in surrender. "What do you want? Anything. Just don't kill me" he pleaded, making me laugh. I knew exactly what I wanted. "I want...." I began quietly, resting down on my elbows, my hair splayed out across the sand beside him. "A kiss" I whispered gently. He grinned "That can be arranged" before placing his hand at the back of my neck and pulling my lips down on his. His lips were hot and salty wet, merging with mine continuously as he kissed me passionately, over and over. His tongue slid along my bottom lip, demanding entrance as he took the salt water from my warm lips. I parted my lips slowly, teasingly, before allowing him the entrance he had requested.
There was no-one to interrupt us now. No parents, dogs, rude girls on airplanes. No India.
My heart hurt at the thought of her. I'd been away for two days, and already I missed her. The feeling of pleasure that had initially washed over me as Justin explored my mouth with his tongue was gone. I missed my daughter, and that was the only thing I could feel right now. I pulled back, and Justin immediately looked disappointed I had ended our heated kiss. "I'm sorry" I muttered, sitting up straight. He did the same, rising from the sand and placing his hands on my hips, eyes concerned and worried. "You ok baby?" he asked, brushing a strand of damp red hair from my face. "Yeah I uh... I just..." I stuttered, not knowing whether I should tell him about my recent heart-ache. "What's up Tex?" he asked, hugging me tight. I loved it when he was this close. It made me feel like I had a connection with him. One that nobody else had. Physical, emotional and mental. I don't think I knew anyone else that was with him like this. The way he made me feel almost made me a bit happier in that moment. "I miss India" I blabbed, looking down at his perfect chest in front of me. I tried to avert my gaze. Not possible.
There was a moment of silence before Justin spoke up "Tell me what to do, and I'll do it" his lips brushed over mine temptingly.
An idea shot through my mind like a bullet. "I've got an idea".

I laughed at the fried marshmallow I had ruined as we sat around the fire. It snapped and crackled, throwing flames high up in the air, the only source of light in the pitch black darkness of midnight.
The sand was cold beneath our legs and feet, the sea making peaceful whooshing noises as it washed over the sandy landscape. "You tortured that mushroom Texas" Justin laughed beside me as I pushed the crispy treat off the stick and into the sand. "I didn't torture it, I torched it" I chuckled, amused by my own play on words. Justin laughed again, pulling a perfectly cooked marshmallow out of the flames. "Show off" I muttered, determined to get the next one right. "I'm not a show off! I'm just better than you" he stuck his tongue out at me playfully, before tossing the marshmallow up, the aim of the action being for it to land in his mouth. It didn't. It landed in the sand beside him, as ruined as mine. "Epic fail" I pointed at him, highly amused by his mistake. "Shut up" he blushed, embarrassed. Wow he has an attractive blush. I've never seen him blush before. I want to see it again. I immediately started searching for a reason to make him go red. "Justin, I can see your Calvin Kleins" I raised my eyebrows, making him, once again, blush. He looked down at his grey board shorts. Yeah I lied. "Hey! Wait. How did you know I was wearing Calvin Kleins?".
"Lucky Guess?" I stuck my tongue out, mocking him as I popped a perfectly toasted marshmallow in my mouth.
This was making me feel a lot better. I did this at home, with India. We'd lay back and stare up at the stars, eating marshmallows until we felt like we were about to explode. She was always better at toasting marshmallows than me, which is insane, because she's four.
I shuffled across the sand, dropping my stick as I was no longer hungry. I took Justin's out of his hand and dropped it beside him. He gave me an over-exaggerated hurt look. "You'll thank me later" I promised, before climbing in his lap, my head resting against his right shoulder, body between his legs. "You're right. I am thanking you" he chucked, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind. I giggled softly, before letting my eyes slide shut in the warm glaze of the fire.
"I'm still hungry. What else did we cook?" Justin asked, peering around the many different foods by the fire. "Pretty much everything in the fridge" I laughed at the memory of our crazy dinner menu "But I did cook some good fish" I opened my eyes to point to the mackerel, lying on a plate beside the fire. "Ooh mackerel" Justin licked his lips, leaning forward and grabbing a piece, pushing me briefly up with him. I settled back into my comfortable position, until- "Oh my god!" Justin's voice came. You could tell he was talking with his mouth full. "Oh my god that is heavenly" he gasped, shovelling more of the greasy fish in his mouth. "I'm sure it's pretty average Justin" I laughed lightly, knowing it wasn't the best I'd done. "Oh my..." was all he managed to say as he stood up, abandoning me on the sand for more fish. "Hey!" I protested, falling back onto my elbows as Justin picked up another piece of fish from the plate. "Sorry. It's just so good" he laughed, his voice muffled. He made all sorts of funny noises as he enjoyed every piece of fish on the plate, wolfing each one down quicker than the last.
"Oh Drew. Drew I love you so much" he sighed, satisfied as he came across the sand, falling to his knees and clambering on top of me, trapping me underneath him. "How come you're such an amazing cook?" he fathomed, sliding and arm underneath my body to bring me up to his chest. "Uh, I guess it's in the family" I shrugged. "Well, I know one thing. I want you to be apart of my family. Marry me Drew!" he chuckled, totally hyper. He rolled us over on the sand, so I was above him. "Marry me right here. Let's just get married on the beach and eat fish forever" he exclaimed. "Justin! Shhh!" I blushed, it was the only thing I could manage to say. "It's a private beach babe no-one can hear me. But I wish they could! It's a beautiful night-" oh not this again xD. Justin and his Bruno Mars. "I think you've had one too many beers" I laughed, glancing over at the empty cans beside our shoes. "I have not. I'm not drunk on alcohol. I'm drunk on your love baby!" he yelled out, convincing me even more he was wasted. I sat up, pulling him up with difficulty. "How many fingers am I holding up?" I queried him, holding up my right hand. "Eighteen" came his slurred answer. Huh? I gave him a look. "Joking babe. You're holding up five" he said, completely normal. "I'm gonna put a ring on this finger" he smiled goofily, running the tip of his index finger down my second finger. Yup, he was totally drunk. That was the wrong hand. And the wrong finger. "You mean this finger?" I laughed, holding up my left hand and wiggling the correct finger. "Same thing" he waved his hand about in the air, before placing his hands firmly down on my hips. "I'm gonna marry you" he mumbled, licking his dry lips. "Why would you marry me? I'm just a friend" I looked down at his hands, gently running up my to my waist and back down again. "Because..." he began, leaning in close so I would look up. "You're the prettiest, nicest, funniest, cutest, most adorable, clever, strong, sexy and amazing girl I know" he leaned in closer with each adjective, until I could feel his lips brushing on mine when he spoke "And I am completely, head over heels in love with you". Even though he was so drunk he might as well have been drowning, I couldn't help but believe everything he said. His eyes were so truthful, so serene. "You are? For real?" I whispered, unable to give any volume to my nervous voice. "Yeah, I am" he nodded, before laying his lips down on mine.
His hands slid up my body and under my shirt, pulling me closer to his chest.
I immediately knew where this was going. My heart fluttered, suddenly nervous. My stomach filled with butterflies, my breathing heavy. I pulled back briefly "Justin.... I'm nervous" I mumbled into his lips. The last time I had done.... This... Was when I was raped. I'd had chances. Some nice guys, some jerks. I'd never said yes. Never. Not after what happened. I was petrified. The thoughts that would always run through my head: What if it hurt like last time? What if he left me after? What if it wasn't at all what it was made out to be?
"Drew, I promise, I swear, I won't do anything to hurt you" Justin's sweet voice pulled me out of my thoughts.
His voice made me calm and sure. I chewed my lip, contemplating whether I should do this or not. My mind was made up when he leaned in and pressed the most sweet, caring and loving kiss to my lips. I kissed him back, and he laid me down on the sand... <3