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Selena's POV:

The flickering of lights caused me to squint my eyes open, I look at the tv in front of me and see the credits rolling up the screen. I look and see a sleeping Justin, laying against the arm of the couch, I sat up. I had been laying on his side with my head on his shoulder.

I smiled at the beautiful boy sleeping so peaceful beside me. I turned the tv of and check the time.

8:42 pm.

I place my hand on Justin's shoulder, shaking him gently, "Hey sleepyhead, it's time to wake up." I giggled. I watched as he furrowed his brows, slowly peeling his eyes open, he stretched his arms up and legs out causing his feet to land in my lap. He let out a yawn, and just went limp, keeping his legs and arms in the position they were while stretching.

"Get off me, ya nut." I laughed, slapping his feet off me. He laughed, looking at me with sleepy eyes. He sat up and ran his fingers through his hair.

"What time is it?" He rasped, I almost gasped out loud at his low raspy voice, so this is what his morning voice sounds like. It was truly a blessing. "Almost nine." I said. He nodded his head. "We slept for hours." I said in disbelief.
"I know." He smirked.

We sat in silence for a minute, until I heard a stomach growl, my eyes shot to Justin's, giggling "Are you hungry?" I asked. "Not at all, it's just the dragon in my stomach." He waved a hand dismissively, winking at me. "Oh no! Well we better feed the dragon before it eats me!" I fake gasped. Justin laughed, shaking his head at me. "Lets go see what I have for food." I stood up, leaving the room, Justin not far behind me.

I felt a pinch on my hip, causing me to yelp and jump. I turned to Justin who was laughing. "Don't do that!" I playfully glared. He rose his hands up in defense.

I opened the fridge, "I can make sandwiches, there's fruit, or we can make a frozen pizza, we have to do groceries." I said, turning to Justin who was now sitting on the counter letting his legs dangle. He looked at me and for a second we both stayed quiet. We nodded our heads at the same time "pizza." We said in unison.

I turned the oven on and grabbed the pizza from the freezer, placing it on the tray, waiting for the oven to beep when it was ready. "So where did you live before here?" Justin cocked a brow. "I just lived not too far, we were in Wisconsin." Justin nodded his head.

"Why did you move here? If you don't mind me asking." Justin sighed, running his hands through his hair. The oven beeped so I turned to place the pizza in, setting the timer. "Well I was having a really hard time dealing with Tyler's death, we have family out here,  and my dad had gotten a job offer out here so it just kind of happened."

"The pictures on your wall, was that him in all of them?" He jabbed his thumb in the direction of my room. I slowly nodded my head, bringing my lip into my mouth. I started to get hot, talking about Tyler takes so much out of me. He was my only friend and to have him taken away from me so suddenly... I'll never get over that.

"Hey," Justin got off the counter, walking to me, he grabbed my chin between his index finger and his thumb, "I didn't mean to make you upset, if this is too much we can talk about something else." His eyes were searching mine, trying to figure out what I was thinking. I sighed an nodded my head. 

I snaked my arms around Justin's waist, catching him off guard by the way his body stiffened, but I didn't care, my mood had completely changed, and now all I wanted was for someone to hold me. I rested my face against his chest. Justin's arms folded around me, keeping close, he held me to him tight, he bent his head down resting his cheek on the top of my head. I sighed into him.

I couldn't hold it in anymore, thinking of Tyler made my heart break all over again. I quietly sobbed into the blue button up covering his chest. Justin held me tighter to him, gently hushing me as he ran his fingers through the ends of my hair. 

"I'm so sorry." He murmured. "Don't be, it's okay." "No, I'm not saying sorry for bringing it up. Of course I'm sorry about that, but I mean I'm sorry for your loss. I'm sorry your heart is going through so much. I wish I could bring him back to you. I know I haven't known you long but I can tell he meant a great deal to you and I wish I could him bring back for you." Justin said, now holding my cheeks between his hands, staring down into my sad orbs.

My heart sped up at his kind words, I appreciated his words more than anyone else's.  I leaned up kissing his cheek, with absolutely no regret. "Thank you. You have no idea how much that means to me." I lightly smiled at him. A small smiled took over his heart shaped lips before his tongue came out to grace them.

The beep of the oven made us pull out of our embrace. I slipped on the oven mitt, carefully grabbing the pizza out and placing it on the top of the stove to cool off.

"So when's your birthday?" I ask, taking a bite of my pizza. "March 1st. When's yours?" I put my pizza on the plate and cross my legs on my bed, "November 18th." "It's coming up soon." He smirked. "its only September." I giggle. "You're going to be sixteen?" He rose his brows, I nod at him. "Little one." He chuckles. "You're only a year older, don't even go there." I squint playfully at him.

"You're still little, especially in height, I can't get over how small you are. How tall are you?" "Five feet tall." I peak at him through my lashes, picking at my pizza, not wanting it anymore. "No way," he chuckles, "I've never met anyone so small." He takes the last bit of his pizza in his mouth. "I know a lot of people with my height, we aren't hobbits." I laughed. Justin smirks, shaking his head.

"So what event are your parents having?" I asked him. "It's like a fundraiser, they do two a year, every person that goes must donate to a charity." "That's sweet! Why aren't you there?" He shrugged, "I've done them my whole life, I can donate without having to dress up and be nice to people I don't know." I nod in agreement. "When does football start?" I rose a brow. "Next week, they want to bring a couple new players on but the guys are against the idea." He shrugged, "I don't care either way, as long as I get to play." He said.

"Where did your parents go?" He asked, grabbing his empty plate and mine with my half eaten pizza slice on it and stacked them on the night stand. "They went to a work party I think, I'm not sure exactly so don't ask me." I laughed. He smiled at me, "I like your laugh." He said. My cheeks instantly heating up. "Thank you."

I grab my phone and check the time, "Oh my god!" I gasped, looking up to Justin, he furrowed his brows "What?" "It's after 11pm!" Justin looked shocked. "Already?" I nod at him. "I'm going to be so tired tomorrow." I giggle. "Don't tell me you are the type to be in bed at eight." He glared at me. "I'm not." I lied.

"Good." He smirked. "But my dad will kill you, if he sees you here when they get home." I looked at Justin with wide eyes. I looked out my window, "The storm stopped." Justin stood from the bed, "I guess I should go then, since you're kicking me out." He clutched his chest with a fake expression of hurt on his face. I laughed, shoving him by his arm, "Lets go."

We got downstairs and Justin was putting his shoes on, "I left my clothes in your bathroom." "I'll bring them to you tomorrow, don't worry about them." I smiled. "Thank you."

I went to grab the door handle to open it for Justin but the door began to open, revealing my dad. Oh boy. He was smiling at my mom before looking up seeing Justin and I standing there. His face instantly hardened. Justin gulped beside me.

"Oh hello." My dad growled, looking at Justin.
"Hi sir, I was um, I was just leaving. Bye Sel, I'll see you tomorrow." He rushed, brushing passed my father and quickly running out the door. My father watched Justin walk down the street before coming back in. "What the hell was he doing here so late?" He spat. "Julian." My mother warned.

"Dad I promise nothing happened, we were watching a movie and then we fell asleep on the couch, and then I made him some food and we were talking and lost track of time, I promise." I pleaded with my eyes for him to believe me. "You know the rules Selena. No boys here passed 8pm." He hissed.

"I know daddy, I'm so sorry, it was an honest accident. I told him to leave when I realized what time it was." I looked down to my feet. "Julian, stop giving her a hard time. It's not like she hangs out with boys all the time, lighten up. I know she's being honest, I believe her. So you should to." My mother crossed her arms, now glaring at my father.

"It's not that I don't believe her, I just don't want anything happening under my roof. I don't want that boy to try and take advantage of her." He hissed at my mother. "He seems like a sweet boy, he was very polite when I met him." She grabbed my fathers arm, rubbing it, trying to get him to relax.

"Dad, I'm so sorry, I won't let it happen again." I hugged him. He sighed, "It's okay." And he wrapped his arms around me. "Go to bed." He kissed my cheek. "Goodnight." I said, taking off up the stairs.

"You need to stop being such a hard-ass!" I heard my mother say to my father, "There is not a chance in hell I'll stop being a hard-ass, until she is 18, I will be here protecting her from ignorant teenaged boys." I heard him say back. I rolled my eyes.

I walk in my room, and decide to change into pjs, I grab my pajama shorts and a baggy t-shirt, quickly changing into them.

I went to the bathroom, brushing my hair, putting it into a lose braid. I was brushing my teeth when I hear a knock at my bathroom door, I look and see my mom standing in the doorway.

"Hey honey." She smiled sweetly. I wiped my mouth. "Hey mom." "I just want you to know that I'm sorry for your fathers behaviour, he is extremely protective over you. Just know he acts like that out of love." She smiled softly. "I know." I sighed.

"I couldn't help but noticed the clothes your father lent to Justin fit." My mother rose her brows. "And they look better on him than your father." She whispered, my eyes went wide. "Mom!" "What!" She laughed. "Mom he's sixteen!" I playfully glare at her. "Well if he wasn't, I wouldn't think twice-" "Mom! Stop! Please stop!" I gagged.

She held her hands up in defense, "I'm just playing around. But Sel, don't let that boy go." She smiled, playing with my braid. I wasn't planning on letting him go. "We are just friends but I don't plan on letting him go." "I know honey, but I know you guys won't be just friends for long, the way you look at him," she shook her head smiling, "I've never seen you look at someone like that, and I can't help but to think that boy could possibly be your first love. Let it happen, don't let it go." She hugged me.

I hugged her back, in shock. Her words rushing around in my mind, making me feel all sorts of emotions, but most of all, confused. I didn't see myself loving Justin. Yes I knew he was special and absolutely beautiful, but could a boy like that even love a girl like me? He could do so much better than me.

"Get some sleep." My mother kissed my forehead before walking out. I shut my lights off and jumped into bed, suddenly not feeling tired anymore. I just kept replaying her words over and over in my head.

There's no way, Justin would fall for someone that is like me, I'm too damaged, and if I can help it, I don't want him knowing more than he has to. He would run away if he knew how damaged I am, he's too perfect.

He's got the perfect hair, body, smile, life. He's incredibly smart, intelligent and has a great personality from what I've seen so far. He's a perfect boy, so he needs a perfect girl. And that is not me

Slowly, I started falling asleep, drowning out all my thoughts. Not a worry keeping me awake anymore. The peace easing my bones and muscles. The blackness becoming comforting. And I was out.

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