Drawn To Danger | Justin Bieber

Catie is a NY-Chick. But she moved to Stratford after her dad shot a boy by "accident". She barely even sees her mom. She goes to a party with her girls, as her attention is caught by a pair of dark eyes. His aura keeps Catie drawn to him, but he's nothing like she expected. So are you ready to find out what will happen when an out of town girl falls in love with the wring boy?


10. My little marshmallow

Now last night’s dream was horrible. Imagine being the perfect place, with the perfect boy and everything is just, guess what? Perfect. When suddenly you’re surrounded by bead bodies. Dead bodies everywhere, and then all the perfectness, turns into pure death as you’re sitting on a bunch of dead people with blood everywhere and your dead boyfriend in your arms. Now that was my dream, but luckily I woke up before seeing more on the inside of my eyelids.


I make my way downstairs not really realizing that I’m actually only wearing underwear, before Dylan comes downstairs but stops dead in his track with only a few words leaving his mouth


Dylan: “Uhmm, Catie? Y-you’re n-not w-w-earing any, uhm, shirt or any- uhm, thing…”


Justin comes out of the bed room and passes Dylan, he walks over behind me as he wraps his arms around my waist and whispers in my ear


Justin: “Baby, you’re a beautiful sight, but seriously I want to be the only one seeing you like this”


I turned my gaze down to look at myself only standing only in my underwear even though I had already realized it.


Catie: “You’re getting jealous of other guys having their eyes on me babe?”

Justin: “Indeed”

Catie: “Oh well, that’s just too bad…”


Justin took a step back letting go of my waist as he smacked my ass and made his way upstairs to get me a shirt of his, only because they were long enough to reach the top part of my thighs, covering off my butt. I had never thought Justin would be the kind of jealous type?

When Justin came down the stairs again, he slightly slapped the back of Dylan’s head, who clearly hadn’t gotten his glare off of me yet…


Justin: “Get your eyes off of her Dylan, she’s mine”


Justin whispered in Dylan’s ear. I’m sure Dylan was the only one supposed to hear this, but I heard it. Justin had never really been the great whisperer, like really. His voice is too hoarse and harsh for him to whisper completely. Justin stepped up in front of me and told me to put my arms above my head, I do so and he pulled the T-shirt over me. He took a step back and bit his lip as he took a look at me, standing there in his shirt. He placed his hands on my waist as he pulled me close and leaned his head down till his forehead touched mine and I placed my hands on his chest.


Justin: “Only mine”
Catie: “Only yours”


With those words I stepped up on my toes to kiss Justin. I had to step up on my toes if he didn’t bend a little bit, since he was quite taller than me. The kiss I gave him was instantly reciprocated as I suddenly felt his tongue on my lower lip, begging for access to my mouth, so I gave him it.


Dylan: “Honestly, you too are adorable, but please? I don’t need to see this!”


Justin bit my lower lip slightly, let go and turned his head towards Dylan as a chuckle left his throat. His sweet goofy chuckle.


Justin: “Well, if you don’t want to watch, you can join?”
Dylan: “Ew no! Then I’d rather watch… Seriously…”
Justin: “Good choice, I’d never let you join anyways. I’m not sharing Catie with anyone”

Catie: “Good choice baby, I’m not sharing you either”
Justin: “I don’t want to be shared”


Justin bends down his head and cuddle his nose against mine while he closed his eyes tightly and made a kissy face. He acts like little kid at times, but his mood can change in a second from being goofy to be deadly serious. Mostly when he becomes serious, it’s because somebody - better known as Dylan - makes fun with him about me. Every conversation where my name is involved he becomes serious.


After Dylan took off to go to the grocery store, Justin and I headed towards the television, just because we felt like watching something. Justin sat on the couch and I cuddled up beside him with his arm wrapped around me while he kept switching channels to find something to watch. I turned my head and looked directly into his neck as I raised my one hand and ran it through his gorgeous hair. I tightened my grip on his hair and pulled his head a slight bit back as he started to get goose bumps on his arms


Justin: “Uggh, Catie”
Catie: “Don’t like it when I pull your hair?”


He looks at me with that oh please come on now? Look on his face. Maybe he hates it?


Justin: “Complete opposite. It’s feels good”
Catie: “So you like it when I run my fingers through your hair?”
Justin: “Yeah, please keep doing it. It gives me such a calm feeling”


No surprise superman… Head massage is really good for you if you feel stressed or worried. So I kept pulling Justin’s hair as he had asked me to do, and slight moans left his lips. He tightened his grip around me as he lifted his one hand and pulled mine out of his hair. Just as I thought he would let go of my hand, he slowly intertwined his fingers with mine, holding our hands up beside our faces as he looked at me and hypnotized me with his caramel brown eyes.


Justin: “How did I become so soft? I used to be bad and tough! Now I’m all soft…”
Catie: “Cause you’re my little marshmallow baby”


I winked at him and he started laughing a slight bit as he looked down, but instantly lifted his head and his eyes met mine once again and every time I looked into his eyes, I fell in love all over again.


Justin: “But if I’m a marshmallow, I can’t protect you…”


He looked down once again, this time with a slight bit of disappointment in his face expression. Because of me? Or himself? I locked my fingers out of Justin’s and places my hand on his cheek, lightly running my thumb underneath his eye. I moved my hand to underneath his chin and lifted his face, forcing him to look at me


Catie: “You being a marshmallow is my protection baby. It makes you overprotective”
Justin: “I know… But how did this happen?”
Catie: “I don’t know, do you regret that you’ve become soft, caring and loving?”
Justin: “No, I’m just afraid that one day, I won’t be able to protect you”
Catie: “You, will always be able to protect me Justin”


He slowly leaned his head against my hand as I cupped his face my both of my hands a kissed him passionately. No making out or anything, just innocent, passionate kisses.


When I kiss Justin, I always think of the first time he smacked his lips onto mine in the bedroom. How everything that day went way too far and made me love him. How it all started with him saving my life, and later considering if he should kill me. How he let me go, but later showed up at my school. How he had made me dumb my best friends for him, but most of all, how many times I had been crying because of the amount of unconditional love I have for this boy, or should I say man. The way he would always make me come back to him and the one and only way, which he could treat however he wanted, but in my eyes, he’d always be perfect. He’s always be the one I fell in love with, which scares me. I didn’t fall in love the sweet and loving Justin, I actually fell in love with the dangerous boy who never fell in love.




Justin: “I’m going to bed. You joining me Catie boo?”
Catie: “I’ll be there in a second”
Justin: “Alright, see you in a minute”


Justin made his way upstairs and closed the door. Dylan put his hand over mine in a friendly way, looking at me with a slight touch of acceptation in his eyes. Why was he looking at me like that?


Dylan: “Thank you Catie”
Catie: “For what?”
Dylan: “For loving him, making him feel like he’s worth something. I appreciate it, more than anything”

Catie: “No problem Dylan…”


Dylan sat down and told the long story about how he had actually met Justin’s mom, Pattie today and they had this long conversation about Justin and me. He told me that Pattie was more than happy that Justin had found me, since she hadn’t really seen him since his brother died. Just sitting here listening to Dylan tell me about how good I was for Justin made me blush, and made me feel like I was a good person. Right in the middle of me being blessed by Dylan’s words, my phone rang but I had never in my life thought that she would ever call me again. Candice.


Candice: “Hey Catie…”
Catie: “What’s up?”
Candice: “I just wanted to say how sorry I am, for dumping you because of Justin…”
Catie: “You should be”
Candice: “I am, is he taking good care of you?”
Catie: “Yeah, better than anyone”
Candice: “Brook told me about what happened you know, the party?”
Catie: “Oh yeah…”
Candice: “I’m sorry I never called you to ask how you felt…”
Catie: “It’s alright I guess”

Candice kept on talking about how sorry she was for what she and Brook had done, leaving me because of my choice of boyfriend, which actually was never really their business.  She kept going about how she was also really disappointed in Ashley, who had blown up her phone lately to get in contact with me, since she deleted my number, but Candice refused to give it to her. She knew that Ashley had really turned me down, and that I had nothing to talk to her about.


Me and Candice’s conversation was longer than I expected, and Justin soon opened the door to the bedroom asking me if I was coming, so I told him 2 seconds.


Candice: “Girl, I’ve been getting weird calls lately…”
Catie: “From who?”
Candice: “This boy, he won’t tell me his name. But he’s trying to reach you”
Catie: “No way? You’re talking shit?”
Candice: “No! He said something about, that you belonged to him…”

I instantly froze by those words. It could only be one person. Andrew. I left him when I moved to Stratford, because I’m not good with long distance relationships. He must’ve heard about Justin, and gotten insanely jealous. He had always been the jealous type of boy, every time I just as much as looked at a guy he would go crazy! Once I was talking to my best friend back then, Nick, and Andrew beaded him up for talking to me…


Candice: “Catie, are you there?”


I didn’t know what to say. I was scared.

Candice: “CATIE!”
Catie: “I’m okay. Just quite a shock…”
Candice: “Who is he? Do you know him?”
Catie: “I’ll talk to you tomorrow…”


And with that I hung up.

What if he's coming to get me?...


So everyone that was chapter 10! I hope you liked it!
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