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Chapter 35.
Jessica's POV.
We got home and went upstairs. I changed into my pajamas which was one of Justin's hockey t-shirts and underwear. Justin changed into his boxers and we layed in my bed. We re-created Christmas Eve night by basically making out if you know what I'm saying.
"I love you." I whispered.
"I never stopped loving you since day one. I've never loved anyone like I loved you." He whispered back to me. He kissed me up and down my neck and it gave me chills. I knew what he wanted, but I wasn't ready. I wanted to wait. I wanted to wait for the right time. A special time. Not just Christmas. Sure, it was a romantic night. But I didn't want to go that far on Christmas. It wasn't really that important of a night.
Justin fell asleep and I couldn't sleep. When he was completely asleep, I slowly moved out of the bed. He didn't wake up. I tip-toed over to the door and opened it. I walked out to the balcony and stood by the railing. There was a breeze that made me shiver in my underwear and t-shirt. I smiled up at the sky. I felt like my dad was close to me. I started crying.
"Merry Christmas, daddy." I whispered. The wind stopped. There was a single bolt of lightning. Not a clap of thunder. Just a bolt of lightning. I knew it had to be a sign from my dad.
"Hi, dad." I felt a strong connection between us. I felt like he was trying to talk to me. I smiled up at him even through the tears. I thought of what would happen if Justin and I did get married. Who would I walk down the isle with? I barely even knew Justin's dad. There wouldn't be a father-daughter dance either. That was the thing that I was upset about. I just felt that it wasn't fair. This whole time, I have been mad at the guy that shot my father. It was all his fault. If he hadn't shot him, he would still be here today. Justin wouldn't be able to ask permission to marry me. That was like the tradition. Oh well. There's nothing that I can do to bring him back to life. I kept crying. Only they were happy tears. But sad at the same time. I was happy that he heard me and he gave me a sign.
"Hey, boo." Justin wrapped his arms around me. His bare body was pressed against mine from behind me. He rested his chin on my shoulder.
"Sorry, did I wake you up?" I asked. I knew it sounded like I was crying. He picked up on it too.
"Hey, hey, hey." He turned me around. "Why are you crying?" He looked me in the eyes. I turned my head away and looked at the sky. He took my chin and turned my head back to him. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." I said. I had already cried about my dad today and if Justin knew, he would be upset. Part of me crying was that I was just worried about our relationship. I have been really worried lately and I don't know why. It's just that he's been bringing up the 'wedding' topic lately. It makes me wonder...is this too good to be true? Am I really going to marry Justin Drew Bieber? And become Jessica Lynn Bieber?
"What's wrong, boo?" He asked. He looked more serious and worried than the time before.
"Nothing!" I repeated myself.
"I know something's wrong."
"I already told you before. I'm just afraid that you'll leave me." I confessed. "That's all."
"Well don't be afraid, shawty. It's not gonna happen." He said.
I turned back around and looked out over our yard. I looked out into the creek. I looked passed the bridge. He turned me back around.
"Look me in the eyes and say that you'll always be next to me, Justin. Say it with a straight face. Can you do that? Just say it and I'll believe you." I told him.
"I'll always be next to you." He whispered, looking deeply into my eyes. Part of me was afraid that he wasn't serious, and the other part was sure that he was serious. I looked into his eyes. I looked at his mouth. I looked at his face. How did I end up with someone so... I don't even know how to explain him. Amazing. Gorgeous. Hot. Sexy. Nice. Sweet. Godlike.
"Say it again." I whispered. I didn't take my eyes off of his for a second. He kissed me and pulled away to look in my eyes.
"I'll always be next to you."
"Promise?" I asked. I held out my pinky. "Pinky swear?" He curled his pinky around mine.
"I promise."
*one day when the sky is falling, ill be standing RIGHT NEXT TO YOU. tehe. (: im so weird sometimes....okayyy, COMMENT <3
Chapter 35.
Jessica's POV.
We got home and went upstairs. I changed into my pajamas which was one of Justin's hockey t-shirts and underwear. Justin changed into his boxers and we layed in my bed. We re-created Christmas Eve night by basically making out if you know what I'm saying.
"I love you." I whispered.
"I never stopped loving you since day one. I've never loved anyone like I loved you." He whispered back to me. He kissed me up and down my neck and it gave me chills. I knew what he wanted, but I wasn't ready. I wanted to wait. I wanted to wait for the right time. A special time. Not just Christmas. Sure, it was a romantic night. But I didn't want to go that far on Christmas. It wasn't really that important of a night.
Justin fell asleep and I couldn't sleep. When he was completely asleep, I slowly moved out of the bed. He didn't wake up. I tip-toed over to the door and opened it. I walked out to the balcony and stood by the railing. There was a breeze that made me shiver in my underwear and t-shirt. I smiled up at the sky. I felt like my dad was close to me. I started crying.
"Merry Christmas, daddy." I whispered. The wind stopped. There was a single bolt of lightning. Not a clap of thunder. Just a bolt of lightning. I knew it had to be a sign from my dad.
"Hi, dad." I felt a strong connection between us. I felt like he was trying to talk to me. I smiled up at him even through the tears. I thought of what would happen if Justin and I did get married. Who would I walk down the isle with? I barely even knew Justin's dad. There wouldn't be a father-daughter dance either. That was the thing that I was upset about. I just felt that it wasn't fair. This whole time, I have been mad at the guy that shot my father. It was all his fault. If he hadn't shot him, he would still be here today. Justin wouldn't be able to ask permission to marry me. That was like the tradition. Oh well. There's nothing that I can do to bring him back to life. I kept crying. Only they were happy tears. But sad at the same time. I was happy that he heard me and he gave me a sign.
"Hey, boo." Justin wrapped his arms around me. His bare body was pressed against mine from behind me. He rested his chin on my shoulder.
"Sorry, did I wake you up?" I asked. I knew it sounded like I was crying. He picked up on it too.
"Hey, hey, hey." He turned me around. "Why are you crying?" He looked me in the eyes. I turned my head away and looked at the sky. He took my chin and turned my head back to him. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." I said. I had already cried about my dad today and if Justin knew, he would be upset. Part of me crying was that I was just worried about our relationship. I have been really worried lately and I don't know why. It's just that he's been bringing up the 'wedding' topic lately. It makes me wonder...is this too good to be true? Am I really going to marry Justin Drew Bieber? And become Jessica Lynn Bieber?
"What's wrong, boo?" He asked. He looked more serious and worried than the time before.
"Nothing!" I repeated myself.
"I know something's wrong."
"I already told you before. I'm just afraid that you'll leave me." I confessed. "That's all."
"Well don't be afraid, shawty. It's not gonna happen." He said.
I turned back around and looked out over our yard. I looked out into the creek. I looked passed the bridge. He turned me back around.
"Look me in the eyes and say that you'll always be next to me, Justin. Say it with a straight face. Can you do that? Just say it and I'll believe you." I told him.
"I'll always be next to you." He whispered, looking deeply into my eyes. Part of me was afraid that he wasn't serious, and the other part was sure that he was serious. I looked into his eyes. I looked at his mouth. I looked at his face. How did I end up with someone so... I don't even know how to explain him. Amazing. Gorgeous. Hot. Sexy. Nice. Sweet. Godlike.
"Say it again." I whispered. I didn't take my eyes off of his for a second. He kissed me and pulled away to look in my eyes.
"I'll always be next to you."
"Promise?" I asked. I held out my pinky. "Pinky swear?" He curled his pinky around mine.
"I promise."
*one day when the sky is falling, ill be standing RIGHT NEXT TO YOU. tehe. (: im so weird sometimes....okayyy, COMMENT <3
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lannerszx3
1 decade ago
i looveeeed this onee !!!! <3
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jojoseaturtle
1 decade ago
This was so cute, other than the beiber portion of it. i'm not a huge fan of his. but i like the idea of a normal girl falling in love with a superstar :D
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ToxicBubbles
1 decade ago
Awh, soo cute, amazing.(:
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loveissoftball10
1 decade ago
lah-ovee!! aha. <33
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emilyxo7xo
1 decade ago
this is absolutely amazing! mooorrree!
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gogoletsgo
1 decade ago
AHHH ta da MAZZING
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bookworm12
1 decade ago
THIS IS SOOO GOOOD! please keep writing this storyyy!<3
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