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< Chapter 3: You Make It Hard >

♥ Jamie's POV: ♥

After chatting, joking, play fighting and watching a movie with Justin and I, Phoebe decided it'd be a nice idea to head on home. It was about 9:52 and I was unusually tired.

"Bye, Phoebs, see you soon," I waved as she walked out the front door, me following behind.

"Bye Phoebe!" Justin called from the couch.

"Bye, you two are amazing!" Phoebe smiled, and she soon faded from my front porch and I shut the door. I walked sleepily and sat next to Justin on the couch. He looked over at me and leaned in closely.

"We're alone now, you know.." he whispered seductively in my ear. I mentally groaned. He can't seriously be doing this. But leaning closer, he began nibbling on my ear, wrapping his arms around my waist. He pulled his lips away by centimeters to whisper again.

"You told me you love me. I didn't get the chance to tell you that I love you, too," he said, reaching down to kiss my jawline, then my neck. I had to fight back the urge to moan. He's making this really hard.

"Y-you do?" I asked dumbly. He stopped kissing the side of my neck to look up at me.

"Whatever happens, please don't forget that. Promise me?" he spoke sternly, as if he meant every word.

"I won't if you don't," I smiled lightly, referring to the fact I love him, too. "But..."

"But what?" he questioned, pulling back and furrowing his eyebrows. I looked away from his gorgeous, heart-melting brown eyes and watched the floor.

"When Selena called... I just felt like she's too good a friend to deserve her boyfriend cheating on her with his best friend, a.k.a one of her also good friends," I worried again.

"Jamie," he pulled back a strand of hair behind my ear, "if you love me enough, we can deal with this."

"But... Don't you love Selena? Haven't you ever told her you love her?" I was now curious.

"We never said 'I love you' to each other, we just kind of expressed it. But I love her more like a friend and girlfriend at the time. However, it's you I love with all my heart," he confessed.

"Seriously?" I asked, touched. "So, what, you wanna be together?"

He shifted in his seat, but not at all in a nervous way, more like a readjusting way and smiled at me. He leaned close to me and I could feel his breathing on my lightly blushed skin. He pressed his lips on mine and kissed me ever so softly, I could melt at his touch. Butterflies flew manically around my stomach and I forgot all my problems, focusing on kissing back. Words aren't even close to existance to describe the way his lips feel on mine. If I tried to describe it to you, it'll come out cheesy and predictable. But no, this is too precious. I was extremely disappointed to realize his careful, soft lips had left mine, but his beaming eyes and smile made up for it.

"Does that answer your question?" he grinned widely. I stared at him in awe, taking in everything he just made obviously clear. Justin - my best friend ever - is in love with me and would like to get together. Wanna know the best part? I feel the same way. Wanna know the heart-wrecking part? He cheated on his girlfriend with me, is basically leaving her for me AND got me pregnant. Let's make it worse, shall we? He doesn't even know that last part. And I'm too scared to tell him.

"I can break up with Selena but, I wanna be with you, babe," he said, softly kissing my neck again.

"Seriously? 'Babe'?" I laughed, playing with his hair as he kissed down my collarbone. Having your best friend since like, the beginning of time, call you 'babe' is something you're gonna have to get used to.

"Dead serious," he smirked, pulling away and lifting me on top of him, tugging on my top. I grabbed his arm to stop him from taking it further. "Is there something wrong?" he asked, looking up at me.

Hell yeah there is!

"I'm tired, I don't want to get into anything right now," I sighed, getting off him, sliding to the spot next to him. I lazily laid down and looked at the tv.

"You sure about that?" he grinned, climbing on top of me and pecking me on the lips. I won't be able to think straight if he's gonna do that.

"Positive," I nodded, turning my gaze from him. There was a moment of silence before a thought occurred in my head. "So are we," I sat up, "together now?"

Justin hugged my body and kissed the tip of my nose. "If we were, I'd have 2 girlfriends. Wouldn't want that, would we? I guess I'd have to dump Selena soon," he clarified.

"Bu-"

"-And before you say anything, I promise things will turn out okay. Don't worry about the reaction she'd get. We can do this. Please just, trust me," he quickly added. The fact that he was so calm about it made me relax a bit, thinking things really will be okay. Sure, not at first, but eventually right?

"So I can't do this?" I asked, deciding it was my turn and I grabbed his shirt, pulling him towards me and kissing him harshly. He didn't hesitate to engage in the action and kissed back. When I pulled away, I left him literally breathless.

"Actually, you can do that whenever you please," he breathed, smiling up at me.

"Sure," I laughed. He finally gained back his normal breathing patterns and I turned into serious mode. "Can you promise to be there for me? Even if... If things are tough?" I needed to get him into the thinking that things WILL get tough and it'll be easier to confess my current condition.

"Of course. I promise," he nodded, and I crossed my arms.

"Pinky promise," I corrected, holding out my pinky. He smiled and rolled his eyes, linking pinkies with mine.

"I pinky promise," he said and I kissed his cheek.

"Now goodnight," I said, getting ready to stand.

"Wait!" Justin called. I looked at him in confusion.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Can I sleep with you tonight?" he asked. I stared into his beautifully lit eyes. Well of course he can!! But I don't want to seem too obvious. It'd be nice to just sleep in the comfort of his arms, though. However, why don't I get something out of this? I'm feeling lazy anyway.

"If you carry me upstairs," I say, holding up my arms in an attempt to ask him to lift me. He chuckled and shut the television off. He stood in front of me so I faced his back and lowered himself. I climbed on him so he was giving me a piggy back ride. Resting my head on his shoulder, I relaxed a little and closed my eyes. He feels so soft.

In a matter of seconds, Justin rested me carefully on my bed and climbed on top of me. His lips brushed against mine and I did everything in my power to just hold it in and not kiss him.

"Good night, Jamie," his lips mumbled into mine. He placed a firm, nice and gentle kiss and then slid off me and plopped down next to me on the bed. He wrapped the blanket around us and embraced me in his arms from the side. I was facing the same way he was so we weren't facing each other. That was a good thing, so now he can't see my blushing in the moonlight coming from the window. His hands were around my waist as he pulled me closer to his body.

Lips near my ear, he whispered, "Can I ask you something?"

I shivered at the sound of his sexy voice and nodded.

"Did you tell Phoebe?" he finished his question. I froze, knowing he was referring to us having sex.

"Told her what?" I played dumb.

He sighed and squeezed me tighter. "You know exactly what," he spoke softly. He seemed pretty calm, so I decided to come out with it.

"Yes," I admitted. There was a slight pause before I continued. "Are you mad?"

He just laid there, taking a few seconds to think. After patiently waiting, I got an answer. "No.." he confessed.

"You sure?" I asked, flipping my body so I now faced him. His precious, gorgeous self.

"Yeah, it's only fair. I kinda told Ryan, too," he answered. My eyes widened and I blushed a new shade of red.

"What?! What did he say?" I asked, not wanting to ask him why he told him in the first place. After all, they're best friends, too just like I am with Phoebe.

"He said it was about time," he smirked. That never did help stop my blushing. I looked down and processed everything in my head. Both Phoebe and Ryan - our best friends besides each other - know what we've done. Except Phoebe has the upper hand because, unlike Ryan, she knows I'm pregnant. How could he, if I haven't even told Justin? Even so, I'm glad we got this out of the way quite fast. It's one of the advantages of being best friends and knowing each other so well. So now there's absolutely no secrets between us.

"Hey," Justin called softly, raising my chin so I could look at him. I stared into his glistening eyes and waited for him to speak. "I love you, Jamie," he smiled, and my heart exploded.

He makes this so hard.

I chuckled softly. "Last time I told you those words, they also involved the words 'I think'. But I don't THINK I love you, I KNOW I do so... I love you, too, Justin," I smiled back and we grinned at each other until he kissed my forehead slowly and seductively. I cupped his cheek in my hands and leaned in, kissing him slowly. He kissed back lovingly and it was one of those 'everything's gonna be okay' kisses. It helped to know we can feel each other's emotions during that one kiss.

"Good night," I breathed as we pulled away. He pecked my lips once more and nodded.

"Good night to you, too," he smiled lightly. I cuddled up to his warm chest and instantly became comfortable, falling asleep more and more by the second with the sound of his soft breathing.

Knowing he was right here with me, really made me feel great.

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Picture of Justin and Jamie on the side :)

Song of the chapter:

"Be Alright"

By: Justin Bieber