16 August 2012

I like this one :D so will you guys :D There's like a half hour conversation between Justin and his mind though xD.

*Justin's POV* The next few weeks were better... And worse. Drew talked to me a lot more. She even let me kiss her a little - if she'd forgotten she had a mental illness. I needed something. Some sort of distraction. Something to make her think it wasn't all that bad. Just a little thing. Something that would take her mind off of it. Just for a few hours. And then it hit me.

I smoothed back a few loose strands of Drew's red hair, running my fingers teasingly through it as she slept on my chest. I never slept. It was just Drew. I stayed up to wake her when she had bad dreams. Though it was tempting to fall off into a peaceful doze, I kept reminding myself why I was doing this: For her. I don't even come into the equation. I don't matter. I don't care about me. She is everything now. She's my everything. I smiled at her peaceful face, so tranquil it almost scared me. I gently slid her up my body to rest her head on my shoulder. She stirred, briefly opening her eyes to see what was going on. I gave a gentle tug at the corner of my lips, making her softly grin and place her hand on the opposite shoulder. She drifted slowly back into unconsciousness, a gentle groan escaping her lips and a frown appearing on her face. I slowly leaned down to press my lips down on hers, softly enough that she wouldn't wake, but hard enough that she'd snap out of it. Her frown faded, her lips caressing mine lovingly. I chuckled slightly, the feel of her lips on mine forcing me to smile. The sound of my voice made her wake, pulling back from my lips to yawn and stretch her arms out briefly, before returning her hands to my body. Her fingers softly scratched at my skin, grasping at my shoulders and upper arms, working her way down to hold my hands, and shuffling her body to straddle my hips as I leant against the headboard. I chuckled again, amused by her sudden leap to consciousness. "Good morning" she giggled, toying with my hands in hers. "Mornin'" I smiled at her. She's such a toddler sometimes. "How long have you been awake?". "All night". "What?!!?" she gasped, squeezing my hands tight in shock. I smoothed my thumbs over the soft skin of the back of her hand, soothing her gently as I spoke "It's no big deal babe". "You shouldn't do that... I don't need someone to watch over me" she grumbled, suddenly grouchy. She snatched her hands out of mine and grumpily folded them across her chest. "I'm not doing it because I have to, I'm doing it because I want to" I smiled gently, sitting up from the headboard. I secured her hips in my hands as her legs gripped my waist, frown still firmly planted on her pretty face. "Don't frown baby girl, someone in the world could be falling in love with your smile" I told her softly, leaning in close to her pouting lips. She couldn't help but smile a little bit. "Who?". "Me" I chuckled, before pecking her lips once. She turned it into a full blown kiss, brushing her lips over and over against mine, tongue darting between my willingly parted lips. Her hands grasped at my shoulders and upper arms, digging her fingers into my tanned skin as our tongues danced and our lips merged. I kept my hands firmly planted on her waist - I knew she wasn't ready to let them wander. She was still very insecure. She kept saying that she was "Insane" and that "I shouldn't love her". I told her she was insane for thinking that, but she was insistent she wasn't worthy of me. Bullshit. I could live a thousand good lives with no sins and still not deserve her. I kept my mind - and hands - from wandering off places they shouldn't. Fantasies of what could possibly happen next. There could be de-clothing, a lot of kissing, a lot of touching, and- You're wandering. Sorry. I apologise to the readers. Anyway, back to the story: We slowly withdrew our tongues, the heat and passion turning into a deep, meaningful couple of kisses. In a way, this was more tempting. There was so much more lust and sexual tension between the two of us, it made it difficult to hold back from doing things we shouldn't. When it all became too much, we reluctantly separated, hot and out of breath. Our bodies were warm and stuck together like glue, holding onto each other. Drew liked to feel the rising and falling of our chests. She liked that they were in sync, and thought that our hearts were too. At first I'd laughed at her, and told her she was ridiculous, but I could feel it now. Her body pressed to mine, mine pressed to hers as our torsos expanded and contracted in time with our hearts. Crazy stuff. I guess everything's crazy when you're in love. Drew's arms were wrapped tightly around my neck, her head on my shoulder, and mine on hers. I broke the sound of our breathing with words. My plan. My distraction idea. "You wanna go somewhere today?". "Umm... Will there be people". "Most likely". "Then no". "Why no?". "Because I don't want people to see me like this". "Like what?". "With a freakin' mental illness!" she quietly exclaimed, pulling back slightly to look in my eyes. "Drew, people can't tell you have a mental illness by looking at you babe" I chuckled, smoothing my hand over her cheek. She stared down at our touching bodies, hands removed from my neck to tickle the skin of my abs. "What if I hallucinate and make the funny face?" her voice was a pathetic, embarrassed whisper, and it really made me feel sorry for her. "You won't". "How do you know?". "Because I do". "That's not a reason". "Ok, I promise you I won't let you hallucinate" I sighed. I can't promise that, and I shouldn't lie, but I know she'll love where I'm taking her. It's so Drew its unbelievable. She looked hopefully up at me. "Promise?". "Promise". I pecked her lips softly a few times, before temptation overcame, and I trailed my lips down her jaw and neck. "Justin if you want me to go wherever it is you're taking me, we actually have to get out of bed" she giggled. I grumbled a long, drawn out "Nooo!" in reply as I latched my lips onto her neck, sucking gently on the tender skin. She gently yet firmly shoved me back, forcing me to lay down on the bed. She giggled as she leaned over me to teasingly peck my lips and cheeks, ending with an amused kiss to my nose before clambering off of me and the bed, skipping into the en suite bathroom. I immediately missed the presence of her warm body on mine, and went to seek her out again. I stretched myself out, and gave a loud yawn, before scrambling off the bed and plodding into the bathroom behind her. When I got inside, she was in her pyjama tee and panties. "Justin! Get out!" she squealed, trying to push me out the door. I steadily held my ground, chuckling at her weakness. "I have to take a shower" she whined, tugging her tee down over her underwear. "So do I" I challenged, slipping off my grey pyjama sweats. Drew's eyes nonchalantly flicked to my white Calvin Klein boxers. "Drew, my eyes are up here" I chuckled. She blushed bright red and knitted her eyebrows together in denial. "Shut up" she snapped, trying not to smile in embarrassment. "So, you need a shower... I need a shower..." I began. "Ahahhah. No" Drew laughed sarcastically. "Why not?". "Because". "That's not a reason" I mocked her. She struggled to know what to say, her lips forming half letters and odd, morphed sounds as she found it hard to think of a sentence. "Ugh! You're so annoying" she groaned, punching me in the shoulder. I chuckled at her and sauntered towards the shower. Before I could get anywhere near it, Drew had leapt in front of me. "What d'you think you're doing?" she asked pointedly. "I'm going to take a shower" I laughed lightly, as if it wasn't obvious. She fake smiled and shook her head, casually folding her arms over her chest, half-naked state currently forgotten. "You're going nowhere" she giggled mischievously, before her expression turned serious "I'm showering first". "No way, you take twenty minutes, I take five. I'm going first" I retorted, highly amused by the cause of the argument. "That's not fair. I have more to do than you". "Like what?". "I have to shave and stuff". "Shave what?". "You're a pig". "A pig that is showering before you are" I chuckled, before swiftly hopping around her and manoeuvring my way to the shower. She yelled out and pounced on my back, giggling and laughing uncontrollably as she clung on to my body for dear life. Suddenly, she dropped to the floor, and hurriedly slipped around me and towards the shower. Just as she had reached it, and was about to open the door, I engulfed her body in my arms, securing her around the waist in mid-air so she could do nothing but tug on my steely strong grip. I kept hold of her as I stepped in the shower, closing the door behind us. "No! Don't turn the water on Justin, I love this t-shirt" she begged softly, glancing from me to my hand on the nozzle. Too late. Ice cold water came crashing down on both of us, making us both yell and hug each other tight. "Oh my god I'm freezing" Drew's teeth had already began to chatter, her t-shirt and undies sticking to her body as were my boxers. I felt the cold rush over me, and at first, it was harsh and unwanted, but I soon got used to it. I let go of Drew to run my hands through my hair - as you do when you're getting your hair wet in the shower. Drew immediately protested, and secured her arms tightly around my neck. "Don't let go of me. I'm freezing, please" she shivered, pressing every inch of her body to mine for pure warmth. I smiled softly, sliding my hands down her cold body to rest at the backs of her thighs. She gave a little jump and I had her in my arms, legs wrapped tightly around my waist, arms wound around my neck and lips feebly kissing my bare right shoulder. I grinned. Kissing always feels better in the rain - or in the shower. It's easier. Your lips are the pe

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