As Long As You Love Me

Bad boy Justin needs to be taught a lesson. So his teachers come up with a plan and pairs him off with the best behaved girl in school for a school assignment! What happens when sparks fly between them? Will Justin and Selena admit their feelings to each other?

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11. Thunderstorms and Secret Crushes

 

Selena's POV

 

Around an hour later, we found our hotel and were checked in by eleven o'clock at night. We walked in and I was amazed by the room. The main room had a beige carpet and cream coloured walls, with the typical scenic painting above the bed.  There was a huge flat-screen TV on the wall opposite the bed with a desk and chair to the left, and a dresser to the right. There was a nightstand with a lamp on either side of the bed. However, there was only one king sized bed with white and purple and what seemed like silk bedspread.

 

"Well are you going to stand there, or are you going to go on?" Justin demanded from behind me. I had forgotten that he had all my baggage, so I wordlessly moved aside to let him in. Justin heaved a sigh, dumped all our suitcases in the corner and left me alone, presumably to go to the bathroom. I was changed and perched on the edge of the huge leather sofa in a matter of minutes.

 

I picked up the remote and flipped through channels on TV until I heard the door open and saw Justin coming back in. "Bathroom's free," he muttered unwillingly.

 

"Thanks," I muttered back. I had been brought up to be polite, even to evil players like him. By the time I got back from the bathroom, the lights were out and he was either asleep or was pretending to be.

 

"This is just great," I murmured. I shut the door behind me and stood there for a few moments, letting my eyes grow accustomed to the darkness of the room and then I padded over to one of the wardrobes and pulled out an extra blanket and pillow. Just as I was about to turn over and sleep, Justin cleared his throat.

 

"What do you think you're doing?"

 

"Hmm, I don’t know, go to sleep?" I answered back sarcastically.

 

"Well uh…" he started. "Would you like to sleep in the bed instead?"

 

There was a pause as I was stunned into silence.

 

"I mean, you don’t have to sleep in the same bed as me," he added, taking my silence the wrong way. "I'll sleep on the sofa…" I heard him shift his weight. "So, what do you think?"

 

"Um…well, I'm flattered," I said, "but I'm okay over here. Really."

 

"No," he told me. "Selena just take the damn bed okay?"

 

"I shouldn’t be kicking you out of bed, since you were there first," I disagreed. "Besides, this sofa looks probably more comfortable than that bed."

 

"Don’t be silly," Justin commanded. He came over and, so fast that I didn’t realise what he was doing, swept his arm under my knees and lifted me up as though I was weightless.

 

"Justin!" I shrieked. "Put me down right now!"

 

He dumped me on the bed, his eyebrows raised cheekily.

 

I glared at him and reached out and grabbed his arm. Then, I pulled him down next to me. "Justin, I am not taking the bed."

 

He shrugged. "Okay."

 

I was completely bewildered. "You're not going to argue?"

 

"Do you want me to?"

 

I frowned. "No."

 

He smiled. "Then I won't."

 

"Since when do you do what I want?" I asked, confused by his mood swings.

 

"Since now."

 

"Okay…" I trailed off unable to focus on what I was about to say next by the electricity that floated around us. We were lying on the bed face to face, our foreheads nearly touching. I suddenly felt bad that Justin had to sleep on the sofa. After all, my mum did raise me to be a polite person.

 

"Hey, do you want to…share the bed with me?" I asked, biting my lip nervously, glancing away from him.

 

"You want me, to sleep on the same bed with me?" His lips twitched.

 

"Well you don’t have to! I was just…" I said quickly, not wanting him to take it the wrong way. Unfortunately, he did.

 

"You know, if you wanted me in your bed you could've just said so," he laughed and winked at me. I growled in frustration and slapped him across the chest.

 

"Not that way you perv!" I shouted angrily. He kept on laughing and I crossed my hands over my chest. He finally calmed down and grabbed my hands and held it between us.

 

"It's okay, I know what you mean, I was just messing with you." He told me, still smiling.

 

"So is that a yes?" Just as he was about to answer, a loud booming noise came from outside. Ever since I was small, I had been afraid of thunderstorms. I hated the noise, I hated the flashing, I just hated it. I immediately curled up into a ball, as if I was trying to protect myself from it.

 

"Selena?" He whispered. I didn’t reply him except bury my head in the pillows. "Are you okay?"

 

I managed to choke out a 'no' before rocking myself back and forth. When I was small, I used to run into my parents' room to sleep with them. Mum would sing me to sleep and my Dad would rub my back and tell me everything was going to be okay. But without them with me, I felt naked and vulnerable.

 

"Shh, it's okay," He slipped his arms around me the way he had earlier, but more carefully this time. I cradled me against his chest as I sniffed in his arms. He hushed me and stroked me hair, whispering nice words to try to calm me. I've honestly never seen this side of Justin before, the gentle and careful side, but I liked it. I preferred it over his mean side.

 

Justin's POV

 

I felt my chest ache when I saw huge tears roll down her chocolate brown eyes. I don’t know what came over me, but before I could stop myself, I felt my arms circle around her, holding her protectively in my arms. She seemed to fit like a puzzle piece as I whispered calm words in her ear. Soon, the thunderstorm was over, but I didn’t release my grip on her.

 

"Are you alright?" I looked down at her, my eyes searching hers, checking if she really was okay.

 

"Yeh, thank you Justin." She replied, then, hesitantly reached up and placed a soft kiss on my cheek. My cheek burned and I reached up to touch it, stunned. Either her lips were red hot or well…I couldn’t come up with another conclusion, but it felt good, natural.

 

"For what?" I asked after the shock wore off.

 

"For comforting me, holding me, calming me. Thank you." She replied really quietly.

 

"You're welcome." I whispered. She didn’t say anything, just inhaled deeply through her nose before blowing it out of her mouth. I wanted to be there, next to her. I wanted to feel her breath on my face. I wanted to be allowed to sleep next to her. I wanted to be there with her. I honestly, truly did. And I honestly, truly didn’t know what was wrong with me.

 

I watched her as she slept. Call me a creep or whatever but I can't help it. She looked gorgeous when she was sleeping, her hair splayed across the pillow, her long eyelashes brushing against her cheeks, her pearly white teeth biting her soft, full bottom lip in her sleep.

 

I touched her lip gently, and she stopped nibbling on it. I could've sworn that a spark literally lit up the room.

 

"Justin," she said loud and clear.

 

"I…uh," I started, glancing back down at her, ready to explain my actions, but she was still sleeping. I stared at her in confusion.

 

"Justin…" she said again, and then I realised; she was talking in her sleep and she had said my name. I grinned to myself; I couldn’t help it. Did that mean she was dreaming about me?

 

"Goodnight Selena," I whispered, bending down and kissing her forehead. She stayed asleep and I stared at her for a long moment. "You know, you're beautiful," I told her quietly. It was the only time when I could tell her things like that, when she was asleep.

 

As I was about to drift off to sleep, I thought about how I held her when she cried, how we fit together like jigsaw puzzles, how there is always that electricity in the air whenever I'm around her. I really liked Selena, she's not just any other girl I've been with. I wanted to be with her properly. I wanted to be the one to give her everything, be the best friend she had never had, the shoulder she cried on. But most importantly, be the person she felt the same way about in return…I wanted to be with Selena Gomez. There was absolutely no denying it any longer. 

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