Justin's POV:

I stopped the car, parking just in front of Selena's school entrance. I grabbed my denim jacket from the passenger's seat and opened the door, stepping into the cold street. I strolled around the car to the side of it that faced the sidewalk, leaning against the door and putting on the jacket while I waited.  Stealing a glance at my golden – and obviously stolen – watch, I saw that I had at least another five minutes left until the classes ended. I dug in the pocket of my jacket to get my pack of cigarettes and slid one out, holding it between my lips while I made the end burn with the lighter. I smoked it calmly as I waited for the bell to ring and for the students to start coming out. People passing by stared at my car and murmured, probably commenting on how cool it was and how much they would want to have to one like this. I smirked to myself in satisfaction. And to think I didn't spend a penny on it.. I'm quite the boss when it comes to stealing. What can I say, I've had my practice. It's funny how it's something I'm proud of. After a couple more minutes, I finished my cigarette, throwing the butt to the pavement and stomping my black Supra on it. Guess how I got those. Just on cue, the bell rang and students started coming out of the building. It was pretty big, at least 6 floors tall, and looked old but new at the same time, if you know what I mean. The first ones that came out looked too young to be in Selena's year and a few girls glanced my way and giggled. Yes, that's the affect I usually have on women, no matter what age. I ignored their flirty smiles, rolling my eyes. Sometimes, having so much attention from the feminine gender is overwhelming and annoying, believe it or not.  After a lot of unknown faces, I recognised a tall boy with stupid blonde shaggy hair and stupid blue eyes, surrounded by a group of other stupid guys I had never seen. My jaw clenched and I gritted my teeth, remembering the prick that made my gir– I mean Selena, cry. He spotted me and his stupid smile vanished, but I did smirk evilly at him. The basket ball he was bouncing in his hands escaped his grip and came rolling on the floor towards my foot, which instantly caught it. I could see him swallowing hard. Do I really look that scary? I lifted the ball in my left hand and started making it spin with just my index finger, like my Dad had taught me. His friends gaped and began cheering, completely oblivious to the tension Nate was feeling. They even examined my sports car jealously.  They made their way towards where I stood, still leaning against my car, making my smirk and excitement only grow bigger. Maybe now I can give the douche a piece of my mind. "Man, that's so cool. How do you do it?" a short guy with dark hair and skin asked. Nate kept eyeing me warily, like he was trying to see what my intentions were.  "Just practice. It's easy." I shrugged, switching my eyes back to the short boy. "We could play a friendly game someday. I can bring some friends, what do you say?" Good idea, Justin. I mentally patted my back as they all nodded happily whilst Nate sighed. They don't know who they're playing with. "Do you want your ball back, Nathaniel?" I asked in a fake nice tone, smirking at him. We were about the same height but it was hard to tell with him standing so far away from me in fear. If only he had known what I was really capable of, he wouldn't even still be here. "It's Nate." he muttered, reaching his hand to grasp the ball.  I chuckled. What a horrible name, his parents clearly hated him even before he was born. "Whatever." I moved my hand so he couldn't catch it. His friends took a step back, noticing something was wrong between us. Pussies. At that same moment, I heard a giggle and looked in the direction of the sound to see Selena coming down the stairs with Kelsey by her side. Kelsey noticed me and nudged Sel, who immediately turned her head my way confused. She was wearing her kaki parka with jeans and those boots I don't know the name of. I actually hate them but they do seem comfortable and warm. Maybe I should get ones? Just kidding.  Then, she noticed Nate and his friends and frowned, running down the stairs to meet me.  "Justin, what are you doing here?" she let out a soft awkward laugh, pulling her eyebrows together in confusion. Nate's friends left as soon as they realised this screamed 'problems!'. "Hey, baby." I leaned down to kiss her while throwing the ball to Nate, knowing I caught him off guard when I heard it smack against his chest. Selena pulled away quickly, blushing madly and glancing embarrassedly at Nate, who was simply looking dumbfounded, like he couldn't believe what he had just seen.  Another point for Bieber. "I thought you were cousins.." he trailed off, eyes wide and finger pointing back and forth between the two of us.  Selena slapped her face at his stupidity. "Well, obviously not." she spat bitterly. "You're not the only one that can lie, Nate." she sent a quick tight-lipped smile at him before turning to kiss me again. This time, I was taken aback but I kissed her back with just as much passion, enjoying the expression on the prick's face that I could make out from the corner of my right eye. As corny as it sounds, Selena's kisses felt different. They made my stomach experience a weird feeling, something that's never happened to me before. And believe me, I've kissed a lot of girls. "Okay, he left, you can stop now. Ew." Kelsey gagged and only then did I notice her there. Selena looked down, embarrassed and I saw Nate's figure walking away shaking his head. "You should have seen his face. H-I-L-A-R-I-O-U-S." Kelsey spelled the word (I think that's something posh girls do and honestly it sounds fucking stupid) and laughed along with Selena, who stopped biting her lip. "He's such a fucking pussy." I spat, snickering as I felt Selena slipping out of my hold. "You didn't threaten him, did you?" she raised her eyebrows at me as if she was praying her suspicions wouldn't be true. I shook my head innocently. "Not at all. I even arranged a friendly basketball game with his friends." I smiled proudly. She pinched the bridge of her nose with her fingers, inhaling deeply and mumbling incoherent things before dropping the subject. "Are you ready to go?" I stood upright, aiming to walk to the door on the driver's side. "To go where?" she inquired as that characteristic wrinkle between her brows formed. I didn't reply because Kelsey was still there and I didn't want to sound corny saying it in front of her. "I have to pick Tommy.." she trailed off, pointing a finger towards the school's parking lot. Kelsey finally intervened. "Oh, I'll take care of that." she snatched the keys of the Audi from Selena's hand, leaving her absolutely confused. "Wait, you had this planned?" Sel's eye darted from Kelsey to me and back to her as realisation hit her. "You guys have fun. I'll call you later, Sel." Kelsey kissed her cheek quickly and ran away before she could be questioned further. Sel's mouth remained open like she was gonna speak but she ended up cracking a big, beautiful smile. "So, where are we going?" she opened the passenger's seat door as I opened mine.  "Somewhere." I shrugged nonchalantly. "As in a date?" she asked once we were inside of the car, a hint of hope in her voice and her teeth chewing the inside of her cheek. "Whatever you wanna call it, Princess." I shot her a wink before starting the engine and speeding off down the road. As usual, her cheeks tinted a bright pink. We spent a few minutes singing along to Call Me Maybe on the radio – a song I will never admit liking. It was funny seeing Sel dancing and singing. She got totally into it. "I see your hickey is gone." I smirked, pointing my chin at the side of her neck while my hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, making sure I controlled the speed with my foot. Her face went red as her fingers reached to touch the spot where it had once been. "Don't worry if you miss it, you can always have another one. Just ask, baby." I laughed winking at her, which only made her blush harder. "Oh my gosh, Justin. Shut up." she hit my arm playfully. "You're such a guy." she shook her head giggling. I love her giggle. "Good thing I am." I chuckled, focusing back on the road ahead. 
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"The beach?" A smile spread across Selena's face, her eyes lighting up as she eagerly unfastened her seat belt. I nodded, chuckling at her happiness as I too climbed off the car. I made my way to her side and threw my arm casually around her shoulder, faking a yawn.  She rolled her eyes playfully at the cliché gesture but didn't remove my arm, which was good. We began the short walk to the boardwalk in that position. Soon, she tentatively wrapped her arm around my waist, which made me smile down at her. She hid under her hair that was flying in every direction because of the soft wind. Damn, she was so fucking cute. I felt like a softie for thinking that way when I was around her. "My Dad used to take us here plenty of times when we were younger." she suddenly spoke, a trace of sadness in her voice. I squeezed her shoulder so she knew I was listening. "But now, he hardly spends anytime with us due to how busy his job keeps him." she made quotes with her fingers, letting a bitter snort escape her lips.  "Where does he work?" I asked, showing her I was interested. "He works for New York's Police department." I froze in the spot, making us both stop as we reached the first shops and snack stands of the boardwalk. "Ironic, isn't it?" she laughed, noticing my expression.  "Maybe I know him." I joked, beginning to walk again as she nodded, giggling again. At least she didn't seem sad anymore. "Are you hungry?" I asked. "Actually, yes." she admitted, rubbing circles in her tummy. "Pizza?" I asked as we passed a place that smelt like freshly backed pizza, making me instantly hungry as well. She nodded smiling and we pulled apart as we reached the restaurant. I had never before felt the want to hug a girl – besides my sister or mother  – so when I confessed to Selena that I liked her, I felt relieved, like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I didn't feel weird anymore about wanting to hold her or kiss her, and it was a reassurance knowing that she felt the same way as me. It was odd to like a girl for something more than looks and sex but it was great to have finally found someone worth growing feelings for. I just wasn't used to this and I was scared, not gonna lie, of getting hurt out of it. "I'll have a slice of four cheese pizza." Selena's voice snapped me back to reality just in time to make my order. The man behind the counter, who looked like he had had way too many pizzas with how fat he was, looked at me expecting my answer. "I'll have the same." I handed him the money, refusing Selena's offer to pay. I could tell she felt uncomfortable about me paying since she knew I wasn't exactly rich, but I sent her a reassuring smile and used part of the money Anthony had given me the other day. While we waited, I caught Selena observing me. "What?" I let out a small chuckle, eyeing her amused yet warily from the corner of my eye. She shrugged. "I like your snapback." she said. Before I could even see her hands moving, she snatched my red cap from my head and put in on, adjusting her hair under it. "I'll only let you wear it because it looks good on you." I said fixing my hair with my fingers, earning a toothy grin from her.  Soon after, the fat man came back with our pizza and we exited the place, strolling to a nearby bench to sit and eat. As soon as we were seated, I took a bite of my slice, moaning in delight. "This is great." I said with my mouth full. Selena giggled. "You're disgusting." I sent her a cheeky lipped smile after I had swallowed the food. "Aren't you gonna eat it?" I pulled my eyebrows in, gesturing to the untouched slice on her hands. "Um, actually, I don't really know how to eat pizza without cutlery." she confessed, looking down embarrassed. I cracked up in laughter. "Are you serious? That's why you were holding it so strangely." I continued laughing, unable to stop even when she was shooting me daggers. "Are you done laughing?" she rolled her eyes, annoyed.  "Sorry, it's just.. funny and weird." I forced myself to stop. Now that I remember, she used a fork and a knife the other day at her house. Weird. "Instead of laughing, you could show me how to do it." she suggested, cracking a small laugh at the end. Yes, my laughter is infectious. "Okay. Hold it like this." I showed her where to put her fingers under the base. "Exactly like that. Now eat." she did as she was told and bit the end of her slice. She chewed with her mouth shut, in her ladylike manners. "It tastes better that way." she smiled and I gave her a knowing look.
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"I wanna see how cold the water is." she decided, standing up and walking towards the sand determined once we had finished eating. How do you think it will be in fucking November? I wanted to ask her but it would have been rude so I just followed after her, seeing how instead of walking normally, she took tiny leaps. I shook my head, chuckling. This girl. The beach was pretty much deserted since it was cold and most of the shops and the Luna Park were closed on a Monday noon.  "We should come another time on a weekend, when the park is open." I slid my arms around Selena's waist, dropping my head on her shoulder as we both faced the sea. The sun was still high in the sky, not a cloud visible.  "You're already thinking about a second date?" she crooked a brow, smirking up at me while her hands rested on top of mine on her stomach.  "So you decided to call this a date then?" I smirked back and she hid under my snapback and her hair at my comeback. Oh, she thought she got me, how cute. I softly laughed and kissed her cheek before releasing her. "Where are you going?" she called after me. "Didn't you want to see if the water was cold?" I innocently approached the water and got ready to splash her with it, careful not to wet my pants and shoes. She opened her mouth and eyes wide and screamed, running away when she realised my intentions. I ran after her and she would constantly turn her head to see if I was close, squealing and giggling uncontrollably. "No, no, Justin, leave me alone!" I kept chasing her – which was easy because she wasn't the fastest runner ever – and heard her bloody piercing shriek when I lifted her in my arms. "Ah, put me down!" she tried to wiggle under my arms but to no avail. "No can do, baby." I spun in circles until we both fell on the sand, her on top of me, laughing. The breeze blew her hair from her face, leaving our eyes to meet and gaze intensely at each other's. The laughter died down, leaving us just staring. "Be my girlfriend." I blurted out, catching her completely off guard. 

Selena's POV:

I sat upright on the soft sand, leaving Justin's lap as I tucked my hair behind my ears. Did he just ask me to be his girlfriend or am I dreaming?! Justin followed my movements and sat up too. He was biting his lip in impatience and probably fear that it was too soon to ask me that. The problem wasn't that it was too soon and, if I didn't have trust issues, I would have said yes in a heartbeat. I was looking everywhere but him, trying to will my teeth to release my lips, which were curled inside my mouth. He grabbed my chin, forcing my head to stop from moving and meet his eyes. "If you don't want to be my girlfriend, it's cool." he said calmly but I knew that it actually wasn't. I saw it in his eyes. He would feel disappointed and it'd be like a bullet to his ego. I wanted to scream that I indeed wanted to, that I was just scared but I couldn't find a way to say it. "It's not that." I sighed, repositioning myself so my body was completely facing him as I fiddled with my fingers in my lap. "Then, what is it?" he asked softly, but his voice was urgent like he needed to know the answer as soon as possible. "You said you didn't do the girlfriend thing." I shrugged, finally lifting my brown eyes to glance at his hazel ones, only to drop them right after. Okay, that was one of the reasons. I didn't want to be just another girl on his list of good fucks. Memories from the afternoon of our friendly date at Betty's came flooding back to my mind and, by the look on his face and how his lips parted, I think he was remembering that too.

"When you've never had sex before, you just see it as love-making and think that you're only gonna do it with the right person. But, after that, you realise that people are not even worth it." - "Let's say I just don't believe in love anymore." - "My motto is; don't let yourself love someone and you won't let them hurt you." 

He licked his lips. "You made me change my mind." he whispered, lifting my chin so I would look up at him again. I could see how hard this was for him, to be this cheesy and sweet when he acted all badass and careless all the time but my mind – or heart, I don't know – still didn't want to believe him. What about what Alejandra told me?  "Do you really expect me to believe that, Justin? Who says you're not gonna dump me the moment I don't want to have sex with you?" I questioned, after a snort that clearly took him by surprise. My voice was serious; I didn't want to be played.. again. "Why do you say that? Selena, I already told you that I fucking like you. You're special and I asked you to be my girlfriend because I know how much it upset you when the prick of you ex didn't." he said louder, becoming slightly annoyed with me, although he was trying to control his voice knowing how easily he could become angry. My lips parted upon hearing that. He had really hit a soft spot, but not in bad way. I had told him it bothered me that Nate didn't ask me out officially and he was trying to make me see that he was different. My heart melted and I almost smiled. The way he said all those sweet and cute things and still managed to sound so sexy and tough was affecting me, but my doubts were still there, lingering on my mind. "I know something else is bothering you. Tell me." he ordered, getting impatient as he watched me play with the sand.  I exhaled loudly before biting on my nails. "The other day.." I started. "After I left you at your house when we came from the police station, I saw Alejandra." Just at the mention of her name he rolled his eyes and hissed something to himself like "Stupid bitch can't face the fact that I don't like her." then he spoke up. "Listen, Sel. Whatever she told you, don't believe it, okay?" he grabbed my hands, making my fiddling stop. I nibbled on my lower lip. "She told me that I was stupid for thinking you could ever feel something for me and that you only wanted girls for sex and you would get tired of me eventually." I remembered, staring at him sadly. "When I see that bitch.. she's not gonna see the end of this." he muttered. "But I need you to believe me, Selena. I need you to give me a chance and I promise I'm gonna try my best on this relationship thing." Sincerity laced his words and his eyes looked truthful, making it hard for me not to trust him. "I know I'm a jerk and I'm not proud of some of the things I do but I also know that I like you. I've never been this corny with a girl and look how cheesy I'm sounding right now." he laughed softly, trying to lighten up the mood. "I promise you that I don't want you for sex, I just genuinely like you. I'm gonna change. Just for you." he whispered the last part, his cheeks getting slightly red from the confession. My heart melted again and I almost awed. I allowed a small smile to form on my lips and I nodded. Justin smiled widely. "Yes?" he asked, getting excited. "Yes, I will be your girlfriend." I stated happily and we both leaned in to share a kiss. I could feel him smiling against the kiss as he wrapped his arms around my waist and tugged down to throw me on top of him on the sand. I played with his hair and thanked God that the beach was deserted because we were totally showing PDA. When we pulled away for air, I was smiling like an idiot. "You're so cute, Justin." I tapped his nose, wrinkling mine. He laughed, sitting upright. "I'm not cute." he whined. "But you are." I started playing with the buttons of his denim jacket, still sitting on his lap, my back resting on his bent legs. His hands were supporting our weight, placed on the soft sand. I felt his eyes on me the whole time. "Thank you for saying yes." he whispered, nuzzling my neck. I giggled at his sudden shyness. "It was hard rejecting you after that corny speech you gave me." I joked. "Shut up." he mumbled against my neck, kissing it swiftly. "And don't get too used to it. I'm still a badass." his laugh sent vibrations through my skin. I couldn't help but giggle again. "I don't want a new hickey just yet, Justin." I informed him when I noticed his tongue flicking over my skin. "Sorry, you have a very kissable neck." he pulled away, smirking and I pecked his lips.  "Let's take a photo." I suggested cheerfully, taking out my iPhone and switching on the front camera. Justin seemed reluctant at first but then he scooted closer to me so the screen fitted both our faces. I snapped the picture and then moved the phone so we could both look at it. "I like it." Justin pointed. "Me too." I smiled at him. Justin had on this sexy look on the photo and I was smiling. Not bad for our first one together. "Let's go." he said after a few minutes of comfortable silence, motioning for me to stand up. "Where are we going now?" I furrowed my eyebrows in curiosity, a shy smile still plastered on my face. "Home." he shrugged like he was bored. "Already?" my shoulders slumped in disappointment. Why did he suddenly want to leave? I was having a great time. "Why? You want more of The Bieber Experience?" Justin gave me his infamous smirk and looked at me knowingly. "Sure, Justin. If that makes you feel better." I walked past him, trying to conceal my blush. "Wait, I was kidding!" he ran behind me until he caught up with me. "We can go to my house if you want." he suggested with an angelic smile, stepping in front of me. I resisted the urge to squeeze his cheeks to death and just mumbled an 'okay' trying to sound indifferent. He chuckled, seeing past my façade and slid his arm around my waist for the rest of the walk to his car. I was pursing my lips trying not to smile but I gave up every time he looked down at me with his adorable grin. Is this boy really all to myself now? We buckled ourselves inside Justin's car, which wasn't exactly discreet due to its bright orange colour and he drove off to his house. "So, how was your exam?" he glanced briefly at me from the driver's seat.  "Alright, I guess. Not my best but I think I passed." I replied, tracing abstract shapes on the cloth of my jeans. "I'm sure you did great." he gently patted my knee. "You look like a swat anyway." I gasped loudly. "What?" Justin erupted in laughter while I stared at him annoyed. "I'm not a swat, I'm just trying to work hard so I can attend a good College." I retorted, trying to defend myself as my arms folded across my chest. "Sure, Selena. If that makes you feel better." he repeated the same sentence I had previously used against him.  "You're mean." I pouted, making Justin's characteristic chuckle escape his lips. "I'm just messing with you, baby." The way he called me names made me go all tingly inside, like someone was playing with fireworks inside of my stomach. How stupid am I? "Why are you smiling like that?" Justin asked, eyeing me weirdly. "No reason." I lied, covering my teeth with my lips and avoiding his gaze. He kept that weird expression on his face and dug his hand in the glove compartment. "What are you doing?" the question left my mouth before my eyes saw a pack of cigarettes coming out of the compartment. I rolled my eyes dramatically, making sure he saw. He ignored me and took one cylinder to put it between his lips with one hand, while the other controlled the steering wheel. He lit the cigarette up and shoved everything back in the glove compartment.  "Will you ever stop smoking?" I started smelling the smoke, making my nose scrunch in disgust. Justin rolled his window down to let the grey gas come out of the car. "Shall I remind you that you said you find it sexy when I smoke?" I snapped my head in his direction, receiving his infamous triumphant smile in return. "I never said that." I scoffed, waving a hand. "Of course you did! You were drunk so maybe you don't remember but you did say it." he pointed, laughing. The smoke made shapes in the air as it left his lips. "Ugh, whatever. It's still unhealthy." I gave up, knowing I had lost this one. I do remember saying it but he doesn't need to know, right? After another twenty minutes or so, we were at the Bronx and Justin parked in front of his building. I was surprised no one had stolen his car yet. Maybe they know better than to get on his bad side. When we stepped out, I heard shouting and curse words being yelled. I turned around and there was a guy pressed against a car by two policemen. One of them was twisting his arm painfully, while the other was searching his bag. When Justin noticed this – later than me, probably because he was used to seeing things like this every day – he came to my side and hugged me to him, blocking my view of the scene. He hurried us inside his house but not before I could hear a punch and the man's scream. "What was that?" I asked shakily once we reached the safety of his home. "Nothing, just forget about it, okay?" Justin placed his hands on both sides of my face reassuringly. I nodded hesitantly. Was the police allowed to do those things? I don't think so. My commotion died when I heard a sweet child's voice echoing through the house. "Justin!" Jaxon came running to the hall were we stood and Justin lifted him in his arms. Then, the kid took in my presence. "Hello, Selena!" he leaned down to kiss my cheek. "Hi, Jaxon." I ruffled his hair, smiling. "Are you two boyfriend and girlfriend?" he asked, looking back and forth between us. "You're too young to understand that, buddy." Justin put him down but Jaxon was smirking like he indeed understood it. His smirk was like a small version of his brother's.  "Selena, can Tommy come to my birthday? It's on Thursday." he pleaded with hopeful eyes.  "Sure, I'll bring him here on Tuesday." I replied, making him squeal and ran away to his room. "Your brother is so cute." Justin scoffed playfully. "Please, I'm much cuter." I perched and eyebrow. "I thought you were anything but cute." I quoted his words from one of the first times we met. He didn't say anything but kissed me instead. I pushed him away since we were in the middle of the hall of his house.  "What if your Mum sees us?" I whispered, undoing the zipper of my parka. Justin shook his head and took it from me, hanging it from a coat rack. I hung his snapback there too. Right on cue, Justin's Mum appeared at the kitchen door. She was wearing jeans and a tight black shirt. She had a great body considering she had had three children, and she was very young.  "Hey, guys." she greeted us. Justin pecked her cheek and then scratched the back of his head awkwardly, licking his lips. I wish he would stop doing that, it's distracting. "Um, Mum, this is Selena. Selena, this is my mother, Pattie." he introduced us. "We already know each other. Pleasure to meet you again, Selena." Pattie smiled, giving me a small loving hug. "You too, Mrs. Bieber." I smiled back.  "Oh call me Pattie, please. Mrs. Bieber makes me feel old." she laughed, waving her hands in the air. "Sure, Pattie." I responded politely.  Justin was feeling completely awkward, you could tell by the expression on his face. "We'll be in my room." he informed his Mum and took my hand to drag me across the corridor.  "Don't forget to leave the door open!" she called after us, snickering. I imitated her and Justin just groaned and glared at both of us. I already liked Pattie's personality. She was a very nice and warm woman, just like I remembered her from that day at the 'Social Work Office.' We passed a door which led to Jazmyn and Jaxon's room and also the bathroom before getting to Justin's bedroom.  "Your sister isn't home?" I asked. "She must be out with her boyfriend." the words rolled of his mouth like venom. I take it he doesn't really like the guy. When we reached his room, I realised I hadn't seen it the other time I was at his house – not that I had seen much in my state. The decoration of the apartment in general was simple, brown and beige colours and a lot of photographies on top of shelves or just hanging on the walls. "You have a nice house." I complimented. Justin looked at me and snorted as if saying 'next joke please'. I frowned. I was being serious but I let it go not wanting to cause a fight. The door of his room was white and had 'Justin' painted in graffiti letters across it. Cool. I didn't know what to expect. I was just hoping he wouldn't have posters of naked girls or something like that.  To my surprise, his room wasn't like anything I had foreseen. It was kind of tidy – probably thanks to Pattie – and one of the walls was made of bricks. The other ones were a dark blue colour but the room wasn't dark due to the light coming from a big window on one of the sides. The headrest of his bed was against the brick wall and above it hung a big photo of NYC at night. Under the window, there was a desk with a lamp and a few notebooks and pens. On the opposite wall was his closet and a drawer and the spaces of wall were decorated with photo frames. I saw his guitar leaning against the wall in a corner and smiled at the memory of him singing and playing. "Your room is cool." I said. "Thanks." I noticed some shelves full of books next to the desk too. Justin likes reading? The shelves were made of wooden planks and they were held by construction bricks. "You know a family is living under a bridge because you stole those, right?" I pointed at the bricks, making Justin roll his eyes at my exaggeration. I approached the wall with the photos and examined them. There was one of Justin and Tyson in which they looked younger and Justin's hair was swept across his forehead making me laugh. He looked cute but now he was definitely hotter. Another picture was of a baby with a woman who I recognised to be Pattie. "Aw, baby Justin was so adorable." I squeezed my cheeks between my hands at the cuteness of the image. Justin came behind me and held my hips with his hands. "Stop looking at those pictures." he hid his face in the crook of my neck. I giggled and kept analysing them. After a few ones of Justin with his friends or siblings, I came across one of a whole family. A baby Jaxon, a little Jazmyn and a 12-year-old looking Justin were surrounded by two old people, I'm guessing his grandparents, a woman, Pattie and a man I had never seen before. In the picture, it looked like he was his father but since I had never met Justin's Dad, I couldn't know. "Who's this?" I asked, tentatively. When Justin didn't reply and I felt his hands leave my hips, I panicked. Oh no, what did I do?