3: Stolen

Everything is being stolen. Their friends, their family, and their lives have all been taken away, but who's doing it? At first--it's the Prezlocki brothers. They've taken Peyton and they want Justin to take the money. But when that problem slowly subsides, other ones rise. Where's Ryan? What happened to Chaz? Who the hell is stealing all of Justin's friends, and why does he suddenly find himself going to Peyton for help? There are so many questions, but they wont last long. Soon, they'll figure out the shocking truth about it all. © 2013 by beliebervision. All Rights Reserved.


16. Chapter 14

Peyton closed her eyes to the rhythmic feeling of Justin's hand running through her hair. It had been several hours since they'd arrived at Justin's newly bought condo, and everybody decided to lay in their beds. But for some reason, Peyton knew that Justin wasn't going to sleep, so she turned around to face him and opened her eyes. 

"You can sleep, you know." Justin said lazily. "I'm not going anywhere." 

Peyton said nothing and continued to stare at him. 

"I said," Justin licked his lips. "That you can sleep." He wrapped an arm around her in an attempt to pull her closer, but she was already as close to him as she could get. She rolled his shirt up a little bit and started to make shapes with her finger on his bare stomach. He lightly pushed her hand away and turned over onto his side, burying his face into the crook of her neck. 

"Go to sleep, Peyton." He mumbled. Peyton played with the ends of his hair nervously. She bit her lip and rested her forehead on his chest. 

"I can't sleep." She finally whispered. "I can't fall asleep, knowing that you're going to get up and go look for Dakota because you think that you didn't kill him." 

Justin's breathing faltered for a moment. 

"Relax," Peyton said and he did. "You killed him, he's gone. They're all gone."

"How do you know?" Justin sounded scared, which surprised Peyton a lot. Justin was never scared. He was never afraid of Colton or his brothers, so why would he be now? "I shot and ran. We never stayed to see if he was dead, so what if he's not?" 

"Justin," Peyton lightly touched his cheek and he turned his head to look at her. He leaned his forehead onto hers and closed his eyes. "Are you scared?" 

He nodded. 

"Why?" She asked. "You're never afraid of anything." 

He took a shaky breath. "I'm not scared of Dakota, I'm scared of the fact that if he's not dead that he's going to do something horrible. I'm sick and tired of this Prezlocki shit, and I'm just going to admit that I'm falling apart because of it." He opened his eyes and stared into hers. "Peyton, I need you. Please, I'm begging you." 

Peyton sighed before lightly pressing her lips to his. She pulled away quickly and said, "This is why I stayed." 


"This is why I stayed," She repeated. "Remember when I was basically a prisoner in your house and you wouldn't let me leave, even though I wanted to, just because you liked me?" 


"Well, after a while I finally noticed that you needed someone to keep you from falling apart. You were on the borderline of falling apart, in fact. So I stayed, knowing that eventually I'd fall for you. And I did." She traced her finger along his jawline. "And that's still my job today, is to keep you from breaking at the seams; so you can have me, Bieber." 

Justin smiled. He flipped himself over so he was now hovering above Peyton, their foreheads still pressed together. He bent his head down slightly so their lips were touching again. Peyton grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him down harder. She wanted him too, but she just hadn't admitted it. 

Justin used his hands to ride Peyton's shirt up and over her head. He tossed it aside and continued to kiss her passionately. Peyton shivered with want as Justin ran his hands along her bare stomach. She let an unintentional moan escape her lips when Justin's hands found their way to her ass. He used that as a way to gain entrance to her mouth and she mentally punched herself for giving herself away so easily. 

The same thing kept going on for a while. They were both shirtless now, Peyton still had her bra on, but she was starting to get tired and she felt like it shouldn't go any farther than it already had. She kept going though, knowing that this is what Justin wanted and needed. 

He pulled away when his hands reached the hem of her jeans. He looked up at her to ask for permission. She nodded and he took no hesitation in peeling them off of her legs. She felt exposed now, because this was her first time really stripping down in front of someone. Justin ran his hands along her back, placing light butterfly kisses on her stomach as he did so. 

Justin's lips finally reached her mouth again. After he placed a sloppy kiss onto them, he pulled away and looked at her. 

"I changed my mind." He said, and flopped over beside her. "I'm perfectly happy just laying here with you." 

"If that's what you want." She wrapped her arms around his bare chest and cuddled against him. She didn't mind what they did, or what he wanted. She just wanted to be with him right now, and that was the most important thing. 

"Justin," She whispered. 


"Since all of the Prezlocki's are dead, do you think our lives will finally be normal now?" 

Justin turned to stare at her. He ran his fingers through her hair again and she closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling. "Do you want a normal life?" 

She nodded. "It would be nice, for a change." 

Justin placed a kiss on her forehead. "Then you'll get a normal life, I promise. Now go to sleep, you're tired." 

Her body relaxed as he continued to run his fingers through her hair. She smiled as she fell into a deep sleep; that was probably the most sleep she'd gotten in years. And it was great. 


Hey guys! So I wrote this and then I re-read it and I thought, nahhh I'm going to rewrite the end because then the next chapter will make more sense. Chapter 16 is going to be the last one, so there's only two more chapters left. *sobs dramatically* I'm going to miss writing this story. :(

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