Feels Like Home

"Sometimes home isn't a place...sometimes it's a person."

17 year old Harper has to completely start over when her dad and his new girlfriend decide to move to a new, much smaller town, and take her with them. She's absolutely miserable, wanting nothing more than to stay in her home with her school and her friends and everything that's familiar. But will that all change when she meets the ever so arrogant Justin Bieber, who's determined to make her like him? Hmm...maybe this move would'nt be so bad after all.


15. Chapter 15



I waited patiently for Justin to come back. I had to keep telling myself that it would be okay, he just needed some alone time. Everything would be okay.


But as I waited, the minutes slowly turned into hours, each hour seemingly lasting longer than the last. Around 10, I decided to turn on all the lights in our room and turn the TV up loudly, trying desperately to keep myself awake. I needed to be up when he came back.


But of course, my efforts were wasted. I quickly began to doze off, even as I mentally screamed at myself to wake the fuck up.


Suddenly the sound of the door opening pulled me from my light slumber, and I sat up in bed. “Hi,” I said softly as he walked in slowly. He looked as tired as I felt.


“Hey,” he said. I felt a sharp pang in my heart as I heard the emotionlessness of his voice. Did I do that to him?


“So, I was thinking,” I said quietly as I stood up. He took a seat on the bed opposite me, facing me with a blank expression. I sincerely hoped he looked that way because he was tired, and not because he hated me. “And you're right. You were 100 percent right earlier. I have been stringing you along, and I'm sorry. It's just...ever since the bonfire…” I paused, struggling to find the words. “I've um, been scared. I don't know how to feel. You have absolutely no idea how bad I want to be with you,” I laughed. “But ever since it happened, I've been scared of what it would be like. I don't think you'd ever hurt me but...I kept worrying that Collin would be all I could think about,” I admitted. Just saying his name made me want to barf.


“Harper,” he sighed, but I didn't let him continue.


“No,” I said as I took a step closer to him, my toes brushing up against his. “Don't. I don't care about all that anymore. I'm tired of being scared and worried all the time, I'm tired of letting him dictate how I feel. I want you, and I want to do something about it.”


Justin looked up at me with wrinkled eyebrows. “Harper, what are you saying?” he asked.


Instead of answering him, I leaned down and slightly tilted his chin up so I could kiss him. I kissed him softly, letting my lips move with his at their own pace.


Kissing Justin wasn't exactly what I'd thought it would be. I thought there would be fireworks and explosions and sparks flying...but there wasn't. Instead it was comfort. And safety. A wordless, 'let me take care of you.’


I pulled back for a moment to see him staring up at me with a goofy smile. I slowly untied the knot of my robe and let it fall and form a puddle of fluffiness around my feet. “Are you sure?” he asked softly, to which I just nodded. He smiled up at me, then put his lips on me. Holding my hips in his hands, he kissed gently all over my stomach, occasionally leaving tiny little hickies. I let my head fall back as a moan escaped my lips. He moved one hand to the small of my back and pulled me down lightly until I was straddling his waist, my head still lolled back in bliss. He wrapped his arms all the way around me, lightly running his nails up and down my back. He softly kissed up my stomach to my left breast, then took my nipple into his mouth, sucking lightly.


I couldn't help but to moan even louder as he flicked his tongue against me, sending shivers up my spine. I felt him smile against me as I tangled my fingers in his hair, pulling his lips as close as possible to me. His arms tightened around me as he pulled my body against his, then flipped me over. Suddenly I was against the comfy bed, lying beneath him as he planted soft kisses all over my chest. He wrapped one arm around my waist and shifted me upwards so my legs were no longer dangling off the bed. I grew even more turned on as I watched him move downwards, continuing to kiss all over my tummy. He started kissing across my waist line, his movements now slower and more deliberate. I groaned as he bit me lightly on the hip, and he chuckled as my hips bucked up against him in response.


“Shhhh,” he whispered as he kissed the tops of my thighs, then gently, slowly pushed them apart with his hands.


I whimpered, my hips bucking up again. I hadn't realized just how bad I wanted him until this moment, when he was teasing me and taking his time. “Please, Justin,” I moaned.


“Nuh uh,” he whispered as he carried on kissing my thighs. He used both hands to spread my legs even wider, completely exposing how wet he was making me. He kissed the insides of my thighs, slowly inching upwards. “I've waited a long time for this. I'm gonna take my time.”


I groaned loudly as he bit down on the inside of my thigh, my back arching off the bed. “Please,” I begged again, softer this time.


He paused for a moment, then suddenly his tongue was on my core, licking softly from the bottom of my lips, up to my clit. I moaned, tangling my fingers in his hair again. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his shoulders as he continued to lick me slowly. “God, you are so wet,” he murmured against me; I moaned even louder as his words sent vibrations throughout my body.


“Please, Justin,” I whined as he began to flick my clit with his tongue, my legs beginning to shake. “I'm so close, please Justin.”


Then suddenly his mouth was gone. I looked down to see that he had stood up and was making his way over to his suitcase. “Justinnnn,” I whined impatiently, sitting up on my knees. “What are you doing?”


He dug around wordlessly until he found whatever it was he was looking for, then stood up and turned back to face me. I wrinkled my eyebrows in confusion, earning a chuckle from him. “I figured we might need this,” he said as he held up a condom, taking slow strides back towards the bed. I blushed as he stared me down with a sly smile.


“Oh,” I chuckled sarcastically. “So you knew you'd get me into bed, huh?”


He shrugged nonchalantly, a smirk playing with his lips. “I was hopeful.”


He stood at the foot of the bed, his eyes still boring into mine as he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it to the floor. Much like earlier, I couldn’t take my eyes off his chest. He was so muscular and tatted up...I wanted him on me, now. He kneeled down on the bed in front of me, and pushed me down playfully. Gently, he grabbed one of my ankles and stretched my leg out so he was kneeled between them. Keeping his eyes on mine, he leaned down to kiss my shin, leaving a slow trail of kisses all the way up to my thigh. “You are so beautiful,” he murmured against my burning hot skin. I whimpered as I bucked my hips up towards him, hinting not so subtly that I wanted him.


“You are so impatient,” he laughed, kissing even slower up my leg than before.


I suddenly jumped as my phone started going off on the nightstand. I glanced up and noticed my dad’s picture on the screen. “Shit,” I said as I quickly rolled over on my stomach so I could reach the phone. “My dad’s calling me.”


“Oh, shit,” Justin muttered, though he didn’t sound too concerned.


“Hey, Dad!” I said cheerfully after sliding my finger across the screen and putting the phone up to my ear.


“Harper!” he exploded. “You never called me! What are you doing?” he yelled.


“We just got here, Dad,” I lied. “We didn’t leave until 4, and it’s a long drive,” I lied again. He didn’t need to know I skipped school.


Suddenly Justin caught my attention as he slowly slid his hands up the back of my thighs until he got to my ass, and gave it a light squeeze. I yelped, though I tried to cover it with a cough. “Well you should have texted me when you left too! It’s late, and I’ve been worried sick,” he shouted.


I tried to push Justin away with my foot, but he lightly swatted my ass to make me stop. He suddenly grabbed me by the hips and lifted them up until I was propped up on my knees, my ass sticking up in the air. “I-I know, Dad. I-I’m uh...I’m really sorry,” I apologized. I bit my lip to suppress a moan as Justin began rubbing my slit with his hand, slowly rubbing up and down.


“Are you okay, Harper?” my dad asked. “What are you doing? Are you drunk?” he yelled, obviously looking for a reason to be mad.


I tried and failed yet again to push Justin away with my foot. He wasn’t budging. “Dad, I’m f-fine!” I assured him, trying harder not to make any noise as Justin began to rub even faster. “I’m just um...I’m really tired, Dad. I-I um...I really just w-wanna go to bed…”


My voice began fading as I steadily approached climax. “Oh. Okay, hun. Just uh, call me tomorrow okay?”


“Will do, Dad. I’ll talk to you tomorrow, I love you,” I said before ending the call and letting the phone fall to the floor.


As soon as the phone was out of my hand, I felt Justin plunge into me as he grabbed me roughly by the hips. I let out a strange mangled noise, that began as a yelp but ended in me moaning loudly.


He groaned as he pushed slowly into me, letting me adjust to his size.


“J-Justin,” I moaned as he slowly pulled out, then pushed back into me again, slightly faster this time. “I’m...I’m gonna kill you,” I murmured into the pillow before letting out another loud moan. Fuck, this felt so good.


“Whatever you want, baby,” he muttered as he increased his pace. “Fuck, you feel so good,” he groaned, practically reading my mind.


I whimpered as he steadily went faster; my climax building yet again. “Please, Justin,” I whined. “I’m close, please.” He suddenly pulled out and flipped me over so I was on my back underneath him. I smiled up at him as he looked down at me, his eyes hard with lust. I giggled as he gripped the sides of my thighs and pulled me closer to him. I threw my head back, another moan escaping my lips as he plunged into me yet again. “Fuck,” I muttered.


He slid his hands up my arms as he pounded into me until his fingers were tangled with mine, pinning me down completely. He kissed me harshly on the lips, then moved down my neck, planting rough kisses and bites in his wake. “Fuck, Harper,” he groaned. “You feel so goddamn good.”


I pulled my hands from his and wrapped them around his shoulders, my climax even closer. “Please, Justin,” I whimpered as I clung to him, digging my nails into his back which only made him go harder. “I-I’m gonna cum.”


“Cum for me, baby,” he whispered seductively before biting down on my neck.


And that was my trigger; as if on command, I screamed as I came unraveled, feeling like I was exploding from the inside. “Fuck,” he groaned into my shoulder, biting down hard as he climaxed along with me.


He slowly, gently pulled himself out of me. I tried to untangle my legs and arms from around his strong body, but I could barely feel my limbs. Justin let out a throaty chuckle as he pulled my legs from around his hips, and untangled my arms from the skin on his back. He placed small, feather like kisses along my shoulder and up my neck, until he placed a final kiss on my cheek, and laying down beside me. “I love you, Harper,” he murmured into my skin.


I smiled as I slowly came down from my high. “I’m still gonna kill you.”




hey guys! i hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! i feel like i did well with it, but it's always awkward writing sex scenes lol but yay! they finally hooked up!! i know you guys have been waiting patiently so i super appreciate it! i'm sorry it took so long, there's just so much going on right now. anywayyyy, hope you guys liked it. i'll be posting the next chapter or two for The Arrangement, so look out for that. and thank you guys soooo much, i love you!

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