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Selena's POV:

I squinted as I opened my eyes, groggily rubbing my eyes. I looked up as movie credits were rolling up the screen. I looked down confused to see the popcorn bowl that slid off my lap and spilt onto the bed, and onto a pair of legs. I followed the legs up to Justins sleeping self.

He was leaned back against my headboard, his arms crossed in front of him as soft snores emitted from his heart-shaped lips. I smiled at the sleeping beauty next to me. He was certainly beautiful.  I leaned up, placing a soft kiss on his cheek, which caused him to furrow his brows.

I giggled as he shifted himself and then relaxed once more, I leaned up again, placing another kiss on his cheek. His brows furrowed once more. I sat up more and turned so I was facing him, I slowly leaned in again, placing a kiss on the tip of his nose this time.

I shrieked as two hands grasped each side of my face and looked to see two beautiful brown eyes  looking at me with so much admiration it melted my heart. He smirked at my reaction before pulling me in to kiss his soft lips. My hands raking into his hair, pulling on the strands on the back of his neck. He groaned, pulling me into his lap so I was now straddling him.

I pulled away slightly, wanting nothing more than to look at his features. His scar on his right cheek, causing me to question what thing in his childhood caused that beautiful mark to be etched on his smooth skin. I looked at the beauty marks, marking around his face and how my mother used to tell me they were kisses from angels when I was younger.

But my favourite, had to be the two beautiful dimples that were currently on his face, as he smiled. That damned smile. It gets me every time. His perfectly placed, pearly whites on display for only me to see. I rubbed my hand over his cheek. He leaned into my touch, closing his eyes, enjoying this moment probably just as much as I was.

It was comforting, and quiet. Nothing being heard except for out breathing and the quiet music playing from the movies end credits. I don't think I have ever enjoyed such a quiet moment, more than I do right now. But I guess when it's with someone you care for dearly, it makes everything feel and seem different.

"I don't think you understand what you're doing to me." He rasped, his eyes hooded, as he played with my hair caressing my face; slowly grazing his finger along the side of my face.  I nodded at him. I know exactly how he feels, because I know he must be feeling exactly what I feel.

It is a feeling I have never experienced before and I don't think I could ever handle not having it. He makes everything better. Just being in the same vicinity as me, makes me feel comfortable. I am so glad I have him in my corner. "I do, because you do it to me too." I smiled at him.

"We should probably start getting ready to go." He smirked, patting my thigh, for me to get off him. I furrowed my brows as I sat back down onto the mattress, crossing my legs into the criss-cross applesauce position. "Why?" I pouted as he got off the bed, adjusting his jeans.

"I'm taking you out." He smirked, reaching his arm out for me to grab his hand. I smiled as he walked towards my closet, he began peering through the clothes.

I crossed my arms over my chest and watched him pick out something. I didn't care what he was picking out, I was going to wear it just because he picked it for me.

When I seen the familiar pink suede knee-high dress and jean jacket come out, I knew he liked the way I looked a couple weeks ago.

"This is probably my favourite thing on you." He cheesed, placing it on the bed. He turned back into the closet to grab the white adidas sitting on the floor.

"I knew when you lifted me onto the table and things began to get heated, that you must have liked how I looked that day." I smirked, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

He chuckled, walking over to me. He grasped my hips in his hands, yanking my body to him. He bent down and placed a kiss right under my jaw then on my neck.

"I always like how you look." He murmured, nibbling in my earlobe. I sighed, leaning into him. What is he doing to me?

He pulled away, walking towards the door, "I'll be downstairs." He spoke softly. I nodded even though he couldn't see me. When the door closed I began to change.

This outfit was becoming my favourite, and it's all thanks to Justin.

When I was done getting ready, I met Justin downstairs. I grabbed my purse off the table and my keys and we walked out the door.

Justin grabbed my hand, intertwining our fingers as we walked down the street. He had just finished telling me, his mom was lending him the car for tonight.

I have no idea where he was taking me, but the erupts of butterflies in my stomach was becoming too much.

I watched the side of his face as we walked, he kept his attention on the road, and looked around every once in a while to make sure no car was coming or someone on a bike was wanting to pass us.

I smiled at his alertness, I was allowing him to have all of my trust in him. I didn't doubt him for a second.

We made it to Justin's house and I tried to convince him to let me wait outside, but I clearly lost the battle as I was currently sitting at the island counter in his kitchen, having a cup of tea with his mother.

"You know, I haven't seen him like this before." She smiled at me, we both looked over as Justin ran from up the basement stairs right to the stairs that lead him to the third floor. I giggled as he was rushing around the house.

"If I can be honest with you," I started, waiting for her nod of approval before continuing, "I've never felt like this before."

She reached over, patting my hand, "I know it's new for both of you, but I can see it in your eyes. There's so much emotion and passion for each other. Don't ever let that go." She whispered.

"Ready?" Justin interrupted us, unaware of our current conversation. I smiled sweetly at his mom, thanking her for the tea.

I nodded at Justin and went and latched onto his outstretched hand, that was waiting for me. Justin grabbed the keys off the hook by the door, before waving at his mom.

"Have fun, you two!" She yelled as the door shut.

Justin went to the passenger side of the car and opened the door for me. He stopped me as I was about to get in, and placed a soft kiss on my lips, pulling away with grin etched on his face from ear to ear.

His smile gets me every time.

I blushed as I bent down and got into the car, he shut the door before jogging around to his side of the car and getting in.

"Ready, Baby?" He smiled, putting his seatbelt on, making sure mine was on as well. He then started the ignition, I blushed as the car roared to life. I was so ready.

"I'm ready." I giggled. Justin pulled out of the driveway and took off down the road.

"Where are we going?" I sighed, watching all the cars pass by, and all the buildings.

"That my love, is a secret." He smirked, quickly glancing at me, sending me a wink. He reached over the consul and placed his big hand on my thigh, lightly grazing the skin with his fingers.

Goosebumps arose on my skin, electricity coursing through me at the touch. No one has ever made me feel like this before. But every time I got these feelings, I just wanted more of it. I wanted more of him.

I noticed as we got onto the highway, leaving the city, my head shot in Justin's direction.

"Where are we going?" I panicked.

"Just on the outskirts of town, only twenty minutes out. Don't worry, I talked to your mom already." He looked over to me, sending me his famous pearly whites.

"I'll be late for curfew." I furrowed my brows. Justin chuckled, shaking his head.

"You don't have a curfew. I have you for the night."

"The whole night?" I gasped, a smile threatening to leave my lips.

"The whole night, baby." He patted my thigh. I felt extremely giddy inside. I've never slept at a boys house before, not counting Tyler's. I practically lived at Tyler's house.

But never with a boy that I had feelings for. I never questioned how Justin managed to make my parents okay with this. He must of talked with my mother because my dad would have slapped him silly.

There's no way he would allow his little girl to spend the night with some boy. I could just imagine my dads reaction when he found out.

I looked out the window with a smile permanently etched on my face. I was the happiest I've been in so long. And it's all thanks to the beautiful boy beside me. I thank god every day for placing him in my life.

Time seemed to have went by fast. Probably because the excitement had my mind racing. I watched as Justin pulled onto a long driveway, a little cabin was at the end of the driveway.

I looked over to him, cheesing. We get to spend the night in a cabin, together.

Justin parked the car and got out, taking long strides until he reached my side of the car, opening my door for me. He placed his hand out, waiting for me to grab it.

When I did, he helped me out of the car. "M'lady." He smiled, taking a small bow. I giggled at the royal treatment.

He closed my door and went to the trunk of the car, opening it and pulling two backpacks out. One I recognized.

"Where? How?" I shook my head in disbelief.

He laughed, "you're mom was so on board, she packed your bag and helped me set everything up tonight."

My mouth dropped open in awe. This is amazing.

"Let's go inside." Justin swung a bag over each shoulder. I trailed behind him.

I watched as he unlocked the door, opening the beautiful oak door. I gasped at the view in front of me.

It was gorgeous, the ceilings were high, it was all open spaced so you could see the entire cabin. It had beautiful chandeliers, one in the dining-room, one in the kitchen, and one by the entrance. The log walls were perfectly placed.

The living room had all black couches, and chairs. Red and black plaid blankets draped over the sides. The fire place was accented by a flat screen tv above it.

The kitchen had all black appliances, accented by white cabinets. It had a beautiful black island with a white granite top with flecks if gold throughout. I ran my fingers along the granite top.

The dining room had windows from floor to ceiling so you could see out to the pool in the back yard.

My favourite part, had to be the loft. I walked up the stairs, running my fingers along the banister on the way up. It was one room up here. A window on each wall excepts for the open part that looked over the rest of the cabin.

I leaned over the rails, looking down at Justin with the biggest smile plastered on my face.

He smiled, coming up the stairs to meet me. I looked over to see the king bed, all white. It had a gorgeous wooden headboard, it matched the colour of the cabin. The bed was accented with red and black plaid pillows and a plaid throw across the bed.

"Justin..." I trailed off, this was beyond perfection. I turned to look at him. He was leaning in the doorway, arms crossed, one leg crossed in front of the other. And a giant smirk placed on his face.

"It's amazing. I know." He sighed.

I walked over to him slowly, I rubbed my hands down his arms, "this is perfect."

I reached the tip of my toes, I pulled him towards me, placing a kiss on his cheek. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling us even closer together.

He brushed his nose against mine, before placing his lips onto mine. My hands went from his shoulders, to around his neck and into his hair.

I pressed my lips hard against his, not wanting this feeling to ever end. He gripped my waist, licking my bottom lip, asking me for entrance, which I obliged with no hesitation.

Our tongues hover slowly and sweetly against each other, taking time to explore each other. My fingers tugged in the hairs on the back of his neck, causing him to groan.

Our tongues became more desperate, his hands roaming down my hips to my bottom, gently squeezing my rear end. I pulled him by his neck, closer to me.

I needed more of him.

Justin was the first to pull away, placing kisses along my jaw, and my neck. I sighed in content. This is what I want. He is what I want.

"I was going to wait, but I can't." He groaned, pulling away. I furrowed my brows at his sudden frustration.

"What ar-"

"Be mine." He interrupted me.

I gasped, "what?"

"Please be mine. I need you to be mine. I've never felt like this. You feel so right for me. I can't shake the thought of not having you. I need you to be one hundred percent mine. Will you?" He pleaded.

The look in his eyes was intense, his caramel orbs becoming as dark as the wooden logs holding this place together. The need and admiration was floating around in his irises.

My stomach was in knots, the thought of having this boy all to myself was something I thought I'd never experience.

"Yes." I sighed, crashing my lips to his. He placed his hands on the back of my legs, pulling me up so he was holding me.

I wrapped my legs around his torso, my arms around his neck, and my lips exactly where I always wanted them, on his.

He's mine.

             
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