Justin and I sat on my couch, watching The Other Guys. I needed a good laugh. My whole day has been bad. Well, except for when Justin showed up at my school. Other than that, I needed to have a good laugh. Our mothers are out, having a girl's night. Honestly, I think they said that so Justin and I could have some alone time, since we haven't seen each other for two weeks.
So here we are, sitting in front of my TV feeding each other Ramen noodles. I don't know why, but he suggested it.
Justin: Yeah, babe?
Me: Why are we feeding each other Ramen noodles.
Justin: I don't know. Why do you ask?
Me: I was gonna say it feels weird, since we're boyfriend and girlfriend, not husband and wife.
He put the bowls that were halfway full of noodles on the coffee table, then looked back at me.
Justin: We could be.
I furrowed my eyebrows.
Me: You'd marry me?
Justin: Cause I want to be with you forever.
Me: You say that now. Wait until you're twenty.
I grabbed my bowl of Ramen noodles and started eating them.
Justin: You don't think I'd ever propose to you?
Me: Can we not talk about future fantasies?
Justin: You're the one who brought it up.
I rolled my eyes, looking back at the TV.
Why doesn't she want to talk about a future with me? Is she afraid I'd walk out on her and go with someone else, leaving her heart broken or is she afraid to face the challenges of being with me? I understand that she doesn't want to be hated by my fans or have rumors being told about her, but she's gonna have to deal with it if she's gonna be with me. But I'm gonna have to deal with it even more, since I'm the famous one here.
I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her close to me.
me: I'm sorry for asking.
She looked up at me, a noodle hanging off her lip. I chuckled and put my finger to her lips pushing the noodle into her mouth. She bit my finger, making pull my hand away.
Me: You bit me!
She stuck her tongue out at me, looking back at the TV. I took her bowl of Ran noodles out of her hands and stood up.
She got up, reaching for it as I held it over my head.
Me: You bit me, so you don't get your Ramen noodles.
She reached for them, standing on her toes.
Dawn: Give me the bowl.
I ran into the kitchen, holding the bowl in my arms like a football.
Dawn: Damn you, Justin!
I chuckled, leaning on the kitchen counter as I started eating her Ramen noodles. She charged at me, taking the bowl from me.
Dawn: Bad puppy!
Dawn: Bad boy! You no take food!
Me: I'm sorry.
She sighed, putting thew bowl on the counter. She looked down at the floor.
Me: Babe, what's wrong?
She shook her head. I put my hand under her chin, lifting her head up so she would look at me. I could see tears glossing over her eyes. I sighed and kissed her, letting my arms wrap around her waist.
A tear fell from my eye as he kissed me. I had no idea why, though. Sometimes, I get emotional for no reason. I kissed back, my hands resting on his cheeks. He pulled me closer to him, deepening the kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck as the emotion I felt inside of me drained out of me. This is why I love it whenever we kiss. No matter what I'm feeling, he kisses me and the pain goes away. He pulled away, turning us around. He picked me up by my waist and placed me on the counter. He stood in between my legs, reattaching our lips. My hands treated on his shoulders as his rested on my hips. We heard the front door open, pulling away. He moved my bangs out of my face.
Justin: I love you.
Me: I love you, too.
He gave me a gentle kiss and helped me off the counter.
We laid down on my bed, his arms wrapped around my waist.
Justin: Why were you upset earlier?
I sighed, rolling on my side so my back was facing him.
Justin: Is it something I did?
I shook my head.
Justin: Then what is it?
Me: Justin, I don't want to talk about it.
Justin: Does it have to do with us?
I bit my lip, tears filling my eyes. It was always about us. I couldn't tell him what it was. He'd flip out.
Justin: Dawn, I need you to tell me what's wrong so I can help you.
Tears filled my eyes, falling onto the pillow.
Justin: Baby, what's wrong?
I can't tell him. I can't. He'll flip out and become overprotective of me and I don't want that.
Me: I...I can't tell you.
Justin: Why not?
Me: I just can't.
He rolled over me, lying in front of me.
Justin: You can tell me anything.
He moved a strand of hair out of my face.
Justin: Is it about us?
Justin: Was it something I did?
I sat up in my bed.
Me: Justin, you didn't do anything wrong.
Justin: Then what is it? Did someone say something to you?
I sighed, taking my phone off of its charger. I went on Twitter, looking at a recent tweet someone mentioned me in. I showed it to him.
Justin: Dawn, what does Twitter have to do with...
Me: Just read it.
He rolled his eyes then started reading it. His eyes went wide, then he looked at me. I put my phone down, looking at my lap. He wrapped his arms around me.
Justin: I won't let anything happen to you. I promise. Even if I have to go to school with you...
I pushed him away.
Me: No. You're not coming to school with me.
Justin: Well, what if I came during lunch and theatre class? Would that be okay?
Me: Only during those times.
He smiled, kissing me gently.
Justin: I refuse to let anyone hurt you.