Texas Girl (Pt 34)

This one is quite short and not all that good because the next one is going to be VERY dramatic.
VERY.
EXTREMELY.
LEGENDARY.

Justin's POV
I stared lovingly at Drew's perfect sleeping figure in the bed beside me. She lay on her stomach, hands on the pillow, and red hair splayed out above her, exposing the perfect, bare skin of her neck, shoulders and back.
She's so beautiful. My girlfriend. Nobody else could have her now. She was one hundred percent perfect, and she was one hundred percent mine.
I shuffled across the bed, and hovered over her small frame, leaning down to press gentle, singular kisses down every inch of her bare back.
A soft mumbling of consciousness came from her lips as she turned her head to see what I was doing. "Justin... What are you doing?" she asked groggily, squinting her sleep-hazed eyes. "I'm kissing my girlfriend" I mumbled into the nape of her neck, my breath running teasingly along her skin.
"Oh no".
"What?".
"You're gonna be totally obsessed with calling me your girlfriend now aren't you?".
"I don't know what you mean, girlfriend".
"See, like that".
"Like what? I'm just talking and kissing my amazingly hot girlfriend" I continued to tease her as she groaned at my frustrating antics. "How would you like it if I kept going 'Oh hey boyfriend' 'whats up boyfriend' 'I love you boyfriend" she began to mock me, pulling the plain white sheet up over her back so I couldn't kiss her any more. "I like that I'm your boyfriend. And you're my girlfriend. And we're dating. We're a couple. We're together. We are exclusive" I ranted, tugging the flimsy material down her back again.
"Stop it. I'm not wearing any clothes. Stop it!" she squealed, taking a firm grip on the covers and holding them high over her head. "Aww that's just mean. Now I can't even see your pretty face" I sighed, before taking her waist in my hands. I tugged her into my lap as she wrapped the sheet around her to hide her naked self. "Why are you so cold?" I mumbled, rubbing her shoulders to warm her up. "Because you've been sleeping instead of cuddling with me" she muttered softly, wrapping her arms around my neck and burying her head in my shoulder. "I'm sorry. Let's get you breakfast baby girl" I smiled, sliding off the bed with her sheet-wrapped body in my arms. "Shouldn't I get dressed first?".
"Nope" I chuckled as I carried her down the stairs.
"Pervert".
"I am not a pervert. I am simply admiring you".
"Yeah you're a pervert".
"But you love me anyway".
"I do don't I?".
I entered the kitchen and set her down on the counter top, pecking her lips twice before turning to the fridge.
"Alright baby girl what do ya want. We got everything here for omelette-".
"Justin".
"I think we have bread for toast, not sure if there's any jam or stuff-".
"Justin" she said louder.
"I will not take no for an answer, you gotta eat I am not letting you get anywhere near-".
"JUSTIN!".
Her voice was urgent, and it finally made me turn. "What's the-" this time I stopped myself.
My Mother stood, staring back and forth from Drew in a sheet, to me in my boxers. Ah crud. There was silence as her angry face didn't know what to say. The only noise was the sound of the fridge door awkwardly shutting itself.
Oh wow. I'm so dead.
"Justin Drew Bieber. I told you I did not want you doing that to her" Pattie spoke as calmly as she could, her fists clenched so tight her knuckles were beginning to paint themselves ice white. "Mom, you don't understand, she's-" I began, but she cut me off. People are being really rude today. Can't they just wait for me to finish speaking? "She's your best friend. Best friends don't have sex. They just don't. You don't do it. And especially not to Drew". Ok, now I was angry. What's so wrong about Drew? She's two years younger than me. So? Who cares? She's perfect. "Mom, I'm not doing anything TO her, I'm doing it WITH her. You make it sound so sick, and so wrong, that I shouldn't even think of it happening with Drew and I. You ever think maybe Drew has a say in what we do as well? I don't just go 'Oh hey Drew I feel like having sex, get undressed'". I was beginning to rant. And when I rant, there's no stopping me. "She has to want it too. I'm not the only one initiating sex" I stopped to breathe, and Drew pitched in.
"He's right. I'm sorry Pattie, but it is me too. I shouldn't, because I know you don't approve of me-".
"Don't approve of you? Sweetie you are the nicest girl Justin has ever been with, and I want you two together, I have no issue with it, but it comes across so meaningless when all you two are is friends" my Mother's voice was highly emotional and I swear I could see a tear in her eye. She cared, clearly. I was her son, and I understood she didn't want me having meaningless, love-less sex. Even though the thought of my Mom thinking about me and Drew having sex creeped me out like hell.
If only she'd let me finish my sentence earlier. We wouldn't have had this massive, pointless debate on why we were having "Friendly sex". We weren't. Anymore. "Mom, we're dating" I said simply, opening the fridge to carry on with breakfast. "You're what?" she asked, a massive smile on her face. She'd clearly heard me, but just wanted to hear it again. "Drew is my girlfriend, Mother" I sighed, waiting for her to squeal like a toddler.
Oh, there it is. A squeal of happiness. "Now can we please, please eat something" I groaned as my Mother and Drew giggled and laughed. "Alright, but Drew has to get dressed. Just because you've seen her naked before it doesn't mean you can take advantage of it" my Mother said sternly. Drew smirked, and my jaw dropped. She was siding with my Mother? "Yes Justin, you can't take advantage of my nakedness" she nodded, hopping down from the counter and scurrying out into the hall.
"Pervert!" she called as she went up the stairs.
"Admirer" I yelled back defensively. My Mother watched me take the carton of eggs out of the fridge. "You're so in love" she giggled. "Yeah whatever" I stuck my tongue out. "Whatever" she mocked, walking past me and ruffling my already-messy hair.
What a morning already. Jeez. People need to do more yoga.

I fell down on the sand beside Drew, her small body stretched out on a towel, cloud grey eyes covered with my white ray-bans. "Hey, those are mine. Ya little thief" I chuckled, pulling them carefully off her face and placing them over my eyes. She squinted and groaned "Mmm now I can't see" she mumbled sleepily, shielding her face with her hand. "Too bad" I stuck my tongue out at her, just as she pounced on me. She jumped on top of me, trying to regain the glasses as I moved my head around in the sand, struggling away from the grip. "Give me the glasses Justin" she said firmly, straddling me as she tried to pull the plastic away from my eyes. "No" I laughed, pushing her hands away from my face.
I rolled her over on the sand so I was above her, and she sighed in defeat. "You're mean" she whined, folding her arms across her chest in a little toddler tantrum. "I'm sorry baby girl" I chuckled, taking the sunglasses off and slipping them carefully over her eyes. I gently held her wrists and pulled them away from her chest, pinning them above her head in the warm sand.
I leant down and began pressing light kisses to her jaw.
"Justin?".
"Shhh" I quietened her, as she normally got nervous when I kissed her like this.
"Justin I really need to talk to you" she said seriously, propping herself up on her elbows. The sudden movement forced me up too, and I saw that her eyes matched her tone. Serious and nervous.
Oh god. "You're not breaking up with me are you?" I breathed, my heart preparing to break. "What? No! No I would never" she smiled feebly, placing a warm hand on my cheek and smoothing her thumb over my skin. "It's just that... I kinda feel... I just... I feel sort of..." she stuttered, unable to find the right words.
Oh god again. "Drew you're not pregnant are you?" I gasped, hoping she would calm my fears. "What? No, again. Plus, that makes no sense, we're safe, anyway..." she furrowed her brow, before trying to continue on with what she was originally trying to say. "I don't want you to be mad at me...". My heart is literally bouncing in my chest. "But...". Oh my god I'm gonna die. "I kinda wanna go back home for a while".
Massive. Sigh. Of. Relief.
"Holy shit Drew you scared me there" I breathed, my entire body shaking I had been so nervous. "Sorry. So, can we just go back to Texas? Even if it's just for a little bit?" she asked me, batting her thick black eyelashes.
"Hmm... I don't know" I began to tease her, smirking "I won't be able to have you all to myself if I let you go back. I might just have to keep you prisoner here" I chuckled, raising my eyebrows at her.
"I'll call the cops".
"I won't let you have a phone".
"I'll cry for help".
"We're the only beach house for miles".
"My Grandparents will know something's wrong".
"I'll call them and tell them you fell and broke your leg and won't be out of the hospital for... Forever".
She had no comeback to this one, so she made her eyes pleading and gave me a sexy pout of her lips, arms splayed out messily beside her as she begged for me to let her go. "Of course we can go back" I smiled softly, making her grin.
I leaned down and we began to kiss, deep and passionate. My lips travelled down her bikini-clad body, down her neck and onto her collarbone when she spoke.
"Justin?".
"Mhmm".
"I broke your iPod" she giggled.
I sat up and took a long gasp, unable to move as she wriggled out from underneath me, sprinting down the beach. "Get back here! I'm gonna get you so bad!" I called after her, springing up and running after her. "I'm sorry Justin! I was listening to your song and you sounded so bad the iPod just broke" she laughed, running backwards along the shore. "Oh my god I am going to kill you when I catch up!". I was only a few feet behind her now, so I did what any loving boyfriend would do. "Ah fine. Forget it. I forgive you" I'm such a liar. She bought it, and slowed down, turning back to face me in her pink, purple and pale blue striped bikini. "I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to" she apologised again, coming over to me and placing her hands lovingly on my shoulders. I placed mine on her hips, tugging her into my warm body. "I know babe, it's ok" I fake-smiled as she leaned in to kiss me. Just before our lips could touch, I lifted her high above my head in a sneak attack. She screamed out in shock "AHHH! Justin I'm scared of heights put me down!" she begged as I held her suspended in the air. Her hands clung desperately to my strong arms, legs flailing out at every angle. "Jeez Tex this isn't even a height. This is like the first step of the stairs height" I chuckled, spinning around a few times. "Justin stop it! I'm sorry!" she squealed, gripping onto me for dear life.
"Oh are you now?".
"Yes! I am!".
"No, you're just scared I'm gonna drop you" I chuckled, seeing right through her apologetic expression. "Ok! Ok fine! I'm petrified!".
"You think I'd drop you?".
"Yeah".
"Oh ok then-" I blabbered, before briefly releasing my grip on her for a split second. She screamed as I chuckled and brought her back down to my chest. "Oh my god I hate you" she whined, feet still off the ground. She buried her head in my neck as I kept my arms wrapped tight around her waist.
"I love you too".

Do more yoga people. It cleanses the soul..... Keep reading.......

Just joking. I don't do yoga ;)