Show Me Love

He was a stone cold, heartless killer. He didn't care about anyone outside of his family.
She was a warm, gentle, loving young girl. She cared too much.
They were both completely different. Yet so alike.

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7. Chapter 6

Roberta's POV

I opened my eyes and looked around the unfamiliar room. I quickly sat up and looked beside me to see a sleeping body. I peered over to see Justin's face. Shit. I glanced at the floor and noticed all my clothes were there. I inwardly groaned as I slipped out of the bed. I grabbed my clothes and began putting them on. I left my heels of, not wanting to make a noise. I silently left the room and then the building. Once I was outside I hailed down a cab. As I sat in the back of the cab I let my thoughts take over. I sighed as I realised I had given Justin exactly what he wanted and I would most likely never hear from him again. I felt a single tear fall down my cheek and quickly wiped it away. Why had I been so stupid. I shouldn't of slept with him. I shouldn't of even entertained the idea. Eventually we pulled up outside the college and I paid the cab driver before stepping out. I headed straight to my dorm. I signed in before heading towards the elevator. I waited silently as it took me up to my floor. I walked to my room and unlocked the door. I was glad it was Sunday. Which meant I didn't have any classes today. I stripped out of my clothes and grabbed a loose fitting t-shirt from my chest of drawers and slipped it over my head before climbing into my bed. I let sleep indulged me.

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I woke up to banging on my door. I sat up quickly and glanced towards the door. Hoping the knocking would stop. When I realised it wouldn't I sighed and climbed out of the bed. I peered through the peephole to see a mop of brown, golden hair. I felt my heart race as I pulled open the door. I didn't even have time to speak before he stepped inside, shutting the door behind us.

"Justin" I mumbled

"Why did you leave" he frowned

"There was no point staying where I wasn't wanted" I shrugged

"Why would you think that" he frowned again

"We both know you just wanted to fuck me. And you got what you wanted" I snapped

"Look" he began

"No. You look Justin. I gave you what you wanted and I now you turn up at my dorm, annoyed because I didn't stay around to be told to leave? I have some dignity left you know" I interrupted him

"That's not true" he sighed

"Isn't it" I shook my head

"I can't explain it" he groaned, running a hand through his perfectly styled hair

"Well leave then" I shrugged, pointing towards the door

"I've never experienced this feeling before. I don't know how to deal with it" he sighed

"What feeling" I questioned

"I... I don't know. I want to see you again Bobbie. And I've never wanted to do that with any girl. Ever" he explained

I could feel the butterflies in my stomach. He wanted to still see me?

"Really?" I asked

"Yes. Really. And it's hard because I don't know what I'm supposed to do" he sighed

"Ask me out again" I replied

"What?" He's head snapped up

"That's what normal people do. You should ask me out again" I explained

"Would you say yes?" He questioned

"Maybe" I shrugged

"Would you like to go out for dinner. Tonight?" He asked

"Perfect. I'll see you at 7 downstairs" I nodded, ushering him towards my door.

Before he could reply I pushed him out and slammed the door shut. A huge grin spread over my face once the door was closed. I couldn't believe it. He wanted to see me again. I quickly checked the time. 5:32pm. Shit. I didn't have long. I dialled Lily's number and begged her to come over.

Knocking at my door indicated that she was her.

"Let yourself in" I called from the bathroom

I stepped out the shower and heard the front door close.

"So what's the emergency" she asked, walking into the bathroom

"I have a date" I smiled

"With Justin?" She asked

"Yes" I nodded

"You've had 3 already. Why's this one any different" she frowned

"Because I spent the night at his last night" I admitted

"NO FUCKING WAY" she squealed

"Sh! Keep it down" I laughed

"Omg. Was he big? Did it hurt? Was it good?" She started bombarding me with questions

"I'm not answering any of that" I grinned

"Come on let's get you dressed" she smirked, pulling me out of the bathroom

An hour later I was standing in front of the mirror. I was wearing a grey two piece. The top had a high neckline and was tight, showing the outline of my boobs. The skirt was tight as well and rested above my hips, leaving a little bit of skin in between the top and skirt. Which ended just above my knees. I slipped on my black high heels sandals which were about 5 inches and had a strap that went around my ankle, and a bar just across my toes. Leaving my feet open. Luckily Lily painted my toenails for me the other night and they seemed to have last long enough. My hair cascaded down my back in loose curls which bounced whenever I moved. My arm were bare so I grabbed my long trench coat and slipped it on, checking the time as I left. 6:56pm.

"Thanks Lils" I called over my shoulder as I left my room

I got in the elevator along with two boys who kept eyeing me up.

"Can I help" I snapped at them both

"Just trying to picture you in bed" one of them smirked

"Hmm. Keep picturing" I nodded in disgust as the bell chimed, indicating we had reached the first floor

I stepped out and headed towards the front doors. As I stepped out Justin pulled up in a black Range Rover. It looked so classy. I then realised that he literally always had a different car whenever I saw him. I chuckled to myself lightly.

I watched as he jumped at and came to greet me. Just as he reached me the boys from the lift stepped outside. Wolf whistling at me. I watched as anger flashed over Justin's face and his hands balled into fists. I quickly grabbed his arm and forced him to look at me.

"You came" I smiled

"Why wouldn't I?" He frowned, his anger disappearing

"I don't know" I shrugged

"I meant what I said Bobbie" he slightly smiled

I nodded before quickly kissing his lips. I pulled away and headed towards his car. I climbed in the passenger seat and waited as he climbed in beside me.

"Where would you like to go?" He asked me

"Well I'm guessing you own more than just 'The Catch' so how about another place you own?" I suggested

"Well. I only own Clubs and Casinos" he shrugged

"That's fine with me" I smiled

"You sure?" He grinned

"Yeah. I haven't been to a club since I saw you" I laughed as we pulled out of the car park

He smiled as we drove in a comfortable silence. I hesitated before placing my hand over his on the gearstick. He flinched so I quickly pulled it away and stared out of the window until I felt his hand in mine. I turned and smiled at him, in which he returned.

"We're here" he informed, pulling into a side alley

I let go of his hand and climbed out the car.

"This way" he called, walking towards a back door

He put in a pincode before stepping inside. I followed behind him. We headed straight to the bar.

"What would you like?" He asked

"Same as you" I smiled, almost forgetting I was only 19. Shit. He didn't know that. He thought I was 21. Fuck. There wasn't a huge difference I guess. I was pulled from my thoughts when a glass was placed in front of me.

"It's called a bloody mary" he grinned

"Thanks" I smiled, taking a sip

The alcohol was burning as it slipped down my throat.

"Would you like to go somewhere quieter?" He offered

"Sure" I nodded

We weaved in and out of people until we was stopped. I looked up and realised it was Cody. Justin's brother.

"Roberta" he smiled

"Hey" I shyly waved

"Well well well. Seems the devil himself got you" he grinned

"Shut up Cody" Justin spat

"He's done nothing but talk about you" he laughed

I could feel the heat rise to my cheeks.

"Seriously. Fuck off" Justin growled

"How's your friend?" Cody ignored him

"She's good. She's really sorry about the taser thing" I awkwardly chuckled

"I'm not. It was fucking hilarious" he grinned

"I'll tell her you think so" I smiled

"Tell her to come see me" he winked before sauntering off

"Sorry about him" Justin apologised

"It's fine. Honestly" I nodded

We continued walking until we reached a booth at the back. It was less busy over here. I slid in and Justin slid in beside me.

"So" I began

"So" he awkwardly chuckled

"About last night" I began

"We really don't need to talk about it" he smiled

I felt a tingle in my body as I remember last night. His hands all over me. The size of him. I wanted to rip his clothes off right here and fuck him in front of everyone. But I knew I couldn't.

"I was just going to say I enjoyed it" I shyly smiled

"Oh really?" He cocked his head to face me

"Yeah, I had....fun" I grinned

"I'm glad" he whispered in my ear, whilst placing a hand on my thigh

I could feel my breath hitch at the simple gesture.

"Would you like to come back to mine?" I offered

"What? We only just got here" he chuckled

"I know. But I thought we could have some...um....fun" I tried to act sexily

"Really?" He's eyes widen

"You don't have to" I quickly replied

"I want to" he smiled, moving out of the booth

I followed his actions and we both headed back to his car.

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I woke up and looked around my room. Me and Justin had fucked for hours last night. I noticed that my bed was empty and no signs of him where around. I guess he left. I climbed out of bed and sighed as I realised there was no note or nothing to suggest where he had gone or why he had left. My thoughts were interrupted by knocking. I sighed and headed towards the door. I opened it and was greeted by a bunch of flowers. I smiled as I picked them up. They were striped carnations. I placed them on the side and opened up my computer. I typed in the flower and then put meaning next to it. I waited patiently as the page loaded and felt my heart drop when it showed the meaning.

"No... Refusal...Sorry I can't be with you... I wish I could be with you"

I shut the laptop and picked the flowers up. Throwing them across the room. What a fucking ass. I picked up my phone and dialled his number. He didn't pick up so I left him a message.

"Justin. I suggest you call me back. Flowers? Fucking flowers? I thought I was more than that. I can't believe you tried to send me off using flowers. Fuck you and your fucking flowers"'I screamed before hanging up

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4 days. It has been 4 days since Justin sent me those stupid fucking flowers. He never replied to me. Part of me was hurt. Really hurt that he thought so little of me. The other part was angry. Beyond belief. Angry that he would do this. I was currently sitting on a patch of grass going over my business notes. I had a test coming up soon and I wanted to pass. I was halfway through writing when I felt eyes on me. I tried to shake the feeling but couldn't. I looked up to see a familiar figure leaning against a black Mercedes Benz C Class. I groaned as I started packing up my work stuff. There was no way I could focus with him here. I stood up and looked at him. He was dressed in a simple black suit with black raybans hiding his eyes. Fuck him. I walked towards him and watched as he pushed himself of the car.

"What are you doing here" I spat

"Can we talk? Please" he asked

My anger seemed to disappear the moment I heard his voice. But it quickly came back as I remembered what he had done.

"Why should I talk to you" I gritted through my teeth

"Please Bobbie" he pleaded

"Fine. Follow me" I sighed, turning away from him and heading towards my dorm

As we stepped inside I headed to the security desk where I quickly signed both me and Justin in. We stood in the elevator in a uncomfortable silence. Finally we reached my room and we both stepped inside.

"Talk then" I growled as I sat on my bed

"Look I'm really sorry" he began

"Actually no. I'm going to speak instead. Justin you said you wanted to see me more and then you just disappear. Right after sex may I add. Do you know how that made me feel? To open my door and find that I was being turned down with fucking flowers. Out of all the things in the world. I felt like shit. You made me feel like shit" the words poured out my mouth like venom

"I never wanted you to feel like that. It's just. My life is such a mess right now. I've never felt this way before and I don't know how to deal with. I don't even know if I can deal with. I just don't want you getting hurt" he sighed

"I already am hurt Justin" I mumbled

"I really am sorry. And I don't apologise unless I truly mean it" he apologised

The tone in his voice was telling me he was telling the truth. Apologising was a big thing for him.

"Let me help you" I pleaded, standing up and removing the sunglasses from his face

"I don't want you getting hurt" he looked down at the floor

"Well then let me help you" I repeated

"What do you want?" He suddenly asked

"What?" I frowned

"What do you want from me?" He asked again

I knew he didn't mean money or anything like that.

"I just want you" I admitted

"I want you too. But I know I can't" he sighed

"Why" I asked

"It's complicated" he shook his head

I placed my hands either side of his head. Forcing him to look at me.

"Isn't it worth giving it a try?" I stared into eyes

"I'm no good for you. I don't even know how to be a....boyfriend" the word rolled of his tongue like poison

"You've been doing a pretty good job so far" I laughed

"What?" He frowned

"Justin. The way you've treated me, apart from those fucking flowers, was how a boyfriend treats a girlfriend" I smiled

"Really?" He asked

"Yes. I understand that this is new and scary to you. But I really like you. And want to give it a go" I basically laid my cards on the table for him

"I'd like that as well. But you'll have to think of something different to call me. I hate the word boyfriend" he shuddered

"Fine. That's fine" I smirked before connecting our lips

"Can kiss you whenever" he asked, as we pulled away

"If you like" I giggled

He didn't bother replying before connecting his lips against mine again. My hands automatically flew to his hair, instantly getting tangled in it.

My mind was all over the place. I had a boyfriend. A fucking boyfriend!

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