Songs for this chapter:

Jordin Sparks- One Step At A Time

Beyonce- Halo

Selena Gomez- Perfect

Ariana Grande- Be Alright

(If you guys have any song suggestions for me plz comment them in the comment section! :) )

Saturday Run & Breakfast

That next morning, I wake up in my dorm next to Justin. With his long and strong arms wrapped tight around my small waist and his soft breathe against my neck, I wiggle slowly and softly out of his tight grip and get up.

Last night was actually pretty fun, with my standing ovation at the opening mic night at The Indie Underground Scene and my little interaction with Justin, everything has been working out fine,
I think to myself.

I open the drawer of my nightstand and snatch out my dark blue sports bra, tight black Spanx pants, and my dark pink and blue Sketchers. I fold them and sit them at the end of my small bed.

After I get done taking my shower, I dry off in my dorm with my towel, blow-dry my hair until it's dry, and get dress. I tie my hair into a simple ponytail. I grab my iPod and my white earbuds quickly.

Justin groans and turns over on his side in my bed. His platinum blonde hair is messy and all over the place and he is drooling. He looks so young and innocent when his sleeping, I think to myself.

While on my Saturday morning run I should pick up Justin and I some breakfast, I think to myself.

I slowly over to my bed and plant a sweet and soft kiss on Justin's soft cheek and grab my iPod, earbuds, and Redbull before I turn, walk away, and leave out of my dorm.

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Justin's POV.

I wake up and sit up slowly on Mel's small bed in her dorm. I rub my eyes hard and rake my fingers through my messy hair. I turn to my side to find Mel gone.

Where the hell did Melissa go?, I think to myself.

My chest tightens and my quickly ball my fists up. With no shirt on and only my black tight Calvin Klein underwear on, I jump out of the bed
and begin to look around the dorm, stupidly searching for Mel.

Justin, calm down your acting insane did you forget that Mel has her daily Saturday morning runs?, My subconscious tells me.

I calm down and take a seat back on Mel's bed.

The memories of last night roam around in my head. Between me catching Mel in the hallway of The Dorms and walking in The Indie Underground Scene to find Mel singing, that night couldn't have been better.

Mel on stage looking beautiful and singing perfectly almost brought to knees and begin to cry but, I didn't of course, because I hate showing my soft side, which is my weakness and vulnerability.

The way her dark brown chestnut hair flowed flawlessly down her back and they way her soft voice could reach those high notes, she made me fall deeper than ever in love with her.

But, Justin what if she rejects you?, My subscription asks.

Before I can answer my subconscious, my phone beeps loudly. I jump up quickly and snatch out my iPhone out of my back pocket of my ripped dark blue jeans.

I check the caller ID on my phone and it is Tori.

What the hell does she want now?, I think to myself.

I huff frustratingly and pick up her call quickly with the tap of my finger.

"Hello?" I say, angrily, I clench my teeth together in annoyance and frustration.

"Hey, Justin, where you are you at?" Tori asks. "None of your goddamn business and why are you calling m--"
I stop in mid-sentence and my phone call with Tori once the door opens. Mel walks a bag of Starbucks and a Redbull in her other hand.

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Mel's POV.

I walk in with a bag of Starbucks and a half-empty Redbull in my hand. Sweat fills my forehand neck uncontrollably. I sit the Starbucks bag and Redbull on my nightstand and shut my dorm door.

I snatch my earbuds and place them on my nightstand along with my iPhone. Justin sits on the bed with his back turned. He is on his cell phone typing something that I can't MN make out or see.

He is hiding something from me? Wait Justin wouldn't do that to me right?,
I think to myself.

"Good morning, Justin." I say, happily, trying hard to ignore the paranoia fact that he is hiding something from me in my fake happy voice.

He sighs quietly and slips his phone into the back pocket of his jeans and finally turns around to face me.

"Morning baby girl." He says, endearingly smiling from ear to ear.
"Where have you been?" He asks, sounding like a demanding statement rather than a simple question. "After I did my Saturday morning run, I had got breakfast for us. Here you go." I say, happily, handing him a latte and chocolate chip muffin.

"Thanks, Mel." He praises. "It's no problem." I say, shrugging carelessly.

I feel like I should ask him about what was he doing with his back turned on his phone but, I don't want to feel the wrath of angry Justin this early in morning, I think to myself.

I should do it, I'm going to do it,
I think to myself.

"Justin, what were you doing on your phone just a minute ago?" I ask, curiously, taking small sips of frappe.
"Tori had called me. But, I told her to leave me alone because I'm spending the rest of my time with a beautiful girl named Mel." He admits, honestly.

"Oh." Is all I I really managed to let come out of my mouth. I mean I never thought Justin would go behind my back and do some sneaky and shady ass shit behind my back but, you can't trust everyone.

"You thought--" Before Justin can finish the rest of his sentence, I quickly and rudely interrupt him. "I thought you were doing something sneaky behind my back with Tori or something like that." I admit.

He face gets soft and sadness and confusion flashes slowly across his face as his wide smile turns into a slumped frown. "Come here, Mel." He demands, softly and quietly.

I sigh and slowly walk over to my bed to take a seat. "I would never keep something from you Mel. I wouldn't be sneaky or shady. I wouldn't do something like that knowing I would be hurting you." Justin assures me.

"Ok." I say, simply, staring deeply into his light brown topaz eyes. He grabs my chin softly and cups it in his hand and he pulls me in for a romantic kiss.

I pull quickly and Justin yanks me towards him, giving me a warm hug.

"Now, I'm hungry as hell, can we eat breakfast?" He asks, laughing lightly.
"Sure, let's stuff out faces." I suggest, jokingly.

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After breakfast in bed, I clean up my mess while Justin helps make up my bed. I start to laugh heretically loud and try to bite down on my lower lip in oder to try not to smile at the sight of Justin's sloppy, laughable, cringe-worthy, and lazy cleaning skills. "What are you laughing for, baby girl?" He asks, smiling brightly.

"Your cleaning skills. You made my bed look like a bird's nest." I laugh, loudly. "Don't pick on my cleaning skills just because I'm not a clean freak like you." He jokes.

"Hey, I am not a clean freak, I just want things in a certain order and i want them to be cleaned." I defend.
"Yea, that's what a clean freak would say." He says.

"Whatever." I say, annoyed, rolling my eyes childishly. I giggle softly and shove him onto my messy bed. But, as Justin falls slowly onto my bed, he grabs my small wrist and yanks me down by his side.

"We're a mess, Justin." I admit, honestly and jokingly, smiling warmly. "A beautifully chaotic and disastrous mess." Justin adds.

Justin phones begins to ring loudly, echoing through I and Caitlin's dorm.
"Shit, what the fuck." He mumbles, cursing harshly under his breath as he digs deep into his pocket and grab his phone out to answer it.

He gets up and paces the room back and forth as he chats on the phone softly and quitely.

I wonder who is talking to? Tori? His foster parents? Claire?, I ask myself.

Mel, stop worrying, your acting like that's your boyfriend or something, remember you guys are friends with benefits, my subconscious reminds me.

I sit on my bed, cross-legged, awaiting slightly impatiently for Justin to get me off his phone and tell me what's going on.

He hangs up and slides his phone into his blue jeans pocket and runs his fingers through his hair. "What's wrong?" I ask, worryingly.

"Sean spared his ankle while on basketball court at The Youth Center downtown. I have to go Mel." He says.

"I'm sorry to hear that Justin and I hope he gets well. Would you like me to come?" I ask, politely and carefully.

"No, it's fine. It will be quick. Goodbye, Mel." He tells me, waving a friendly wave. "Bye, Justin." I say, sadly and frustratingly.

I watch him walk out of the door and my same old paranoid thoughts of Justin hiding something from me finds its way back into my mind someway and somehow as I jump out of my bed and begin to make up my bed.

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