The Opposite Of Good

[62] Nicknames

He smiled "Oh really?" He then turned us over so that I was under him and his body was hovering over mine. He was applying most of his body mass to his arms beside my head so that he didn't crush me with his body. "Is this how you desire to spend your Sunday afternoon?" He leaned down and started trailing soft, teasing kisses on my neck.

I released a shaky breath, trying to control myself. Justin kept on doing things that kept on getting me in the mood while he was the one who was still procrastinating us having our first time.

It's sweet knowing that he wants it to be special and all but I wish he would lose that mindset already, I'm not getting why it's taking so long.

"This doesn't seem like a bad idea." He continued and I giggled. His lips moved up to my jawline before he started kissing the corner of my mouth.

"I actually wanted to do some homework I got on Friday." I explained and he pecked my lips before moving off me and rolling off to the side.

"Okay. I'll be calling the boys over tonight, I hope you don't mind." He kissed me once again before he left bed and disappeared into the bathroom.

The day carried on like I expected. Justin was out the house for almost the entire afternoon when I was doing some homework and studying a bit. He returned an hour ago with packs of beers and some snacks. Apparently he was going to have a 'boys night in' with Nick and Levi. I was objecting against it because tomorrow was Monday which meant school but he wouldn't budge, saying that he most probably won't go if he doesn't feel like it in the morning. I'm starting to think that Justin doesn't actually like school. He is always finding resons to not attend and when he actually does attend, I think it's just because he has to go some time.

I can't do anything to force him to go to school regularly but as long as his grades are not suffering, which they surprisingly aren't, I guess that's okay.

It's crazy because sometimes I tend to forget about how I'm dating 'the bad boy'. He's actually the sweetest guy ever once you start to know him. I love him so much.

I called Leah and Kate to ask them how they were after last night. They both said they had so much fun and when Leah asked why I left early, I didn't feel like explaining everything through the phone so I scheduled it for tomorrow at school.

Yawning, I stood up from the chair and left my bedroom. I was walking to the kitchen and I saw Justin standing in front of the open fridge. When he saw me, he pulled out a half eaten chocolate bar and closed the door before turning his attention to me.

"Hey babe. You done studying?"

When I was finally in front of him, I went for a hug but snatched the chocolate bar from his hold before running to the other side of the room and starting to bite some of it, a proud smirk on my face when I saw how Justin looked like he was about to cry. This was his favorite chocolate.

"You didn't just do that." He playfully growled causing me to laugh.

"I just did." I took another bite "This tastes AMAZING! Thanks baby." Before I knew it, Justin was already a few steps towards me. I jumped up in fright and started running away from him around the kitchen as I laughed hard.

It did not take Justin much effort to catch up to me though. I took notice of how unfit I was.

He picked me up and I released an unexpected scream as he threw me over his shoulder.

"Justin put me down!" I yelled through laughter.

"Why would I do that? You took my chocolate. No-correction, Stole my chocolate."

He started walking out the kitchen with me still over his shoulder.

"So what are you gonna do?" I laughed, staring at his butt as he walked. I was being so pervy which was all kinds of right because he was MINE.

"Tell me you're sorry."

"What? No. It tastes so great." I spoke before Justin placed me on the couch. He then started roaming his hands all over my body in a ticklish manner and I laughed and screamed harder when he reached my ribs where I was most ticklish.

"Just-iinnn!" I screamed as he continued to tickle me ruthlessly, I was kicking and throwing my arms in different directions, hoping he would stop.

"Say you're sorry." He said and I laughed harder, trying to get him off me.

"Okay Fine." I gave in when I've had enough. "I'm sorry." I let the words out and was grateful when Justin stopped tickling me, a successful smile on his face. He came to lay down next to me on the couch and wrapped one of his muscular arms around my waist. He just smiled as he watched me try to catch my breath from all the laughing and screaming.

"I love you Justy-bear."

He made a disgusted face at his new nickname. I actually hated the nickname as well, this was just to innocently annoy him. "I Love You too Amy prickly pear."

"No don't call me that." I pouted, hating whatever he just called me. However, Justin chuckled, looking prosperous

"Don't call me Justy-bear as well then."

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