"Does this place make you uncomfortable, princess?"
-
I watched the clock ticking for what seemed like forever. I bit my lip and tapped my foot against the tile floor repeatedly and tapped my pencil against the desk fastly. I just wanted to get out of here, I was highly anxious to hang out with Justin and the day has dragged on slowly. It was killing me inside knowing just how bad I wanted to be outside of school with Justin.
I looked to the left of me, getting annoyed with the clock that wouldn't hit the twelve soon enough, and met my gaze with Justin's who staring at me with a devious smirk plastered his lips. Those lips that I truly hoped would connect with mine today. I've been craving for the feel of them against mine since we got rudely interrupted by that damn science teacher. Couldn't she have come a minute later?
"Anxious, love?" Justin whispered, leaning in his seat so that I could hear him.
I eagerly nodded my head, not scared to show that I was frustrated because the god damned bell would not ring. Justin chuckled, causing me to get the chills up my spine. God, what was this stranger doing to me?
The bell suddenly rang, causing me to shoot up from my seat and collect my books. I threw my bag around my shoulder and looked over to Justin who was already walking out of the classroom, spinning his car keys around his finger with a smirk still on those lips. I couldn't help but to smile as I waved goodbye to the music director and run out of the classroom, trying to find Justin through the sea of students.
Not succeeding, I pushed and shoved my way past the students and pushed through the front door of the school, running down the stairs. I stopped and looked through the parking lot, my eyes finally settling on a black ferrari, and Justin leaning against the open door, his squinted eyes searching the crowds of people. Just the thought of him looking for me gave me butterflies in my stomach.
"Why were you running through the school?" Mandy asked, walking behind me popping bubble gum in her mouth.
"I was looking for someone." I stated, turning around to her.
My traveled behind her and I saw Bella and Cierra walking down the steps toward us. As soon as they approached, I started rummaging through my bag for my car keys. Once I saw them glisten inside my purse I grabbed them, pulling them out.
"Bells, you have your permit right?" I hurridly asked.
"Yeah, but-"
"But nothing," I said throwing the keys at her. "This will be great practice for you. Drive home and tell mom I'll be out for awhile."
"Where are you going?" All three of them asked in unison.
"That's not important," I said, backing up. "Love ya's."
I blew a kiss at all of them and turned around, walking through the parking lot. As soon as Justin came into view, his eyes scanned my body with that usual smirk on his face.
"Ready?" He asked, as I made my way towards the passenger door.
"When am I not?" I said, cockily, opening his door and sitting down.
"You better buckle up," Justin said, sitting down in the drivers seat and slamming his door shut. "This car goes pretty fast."
"Nothing I can't handle." I winked as he started the car, and pulled away from his spot.
He chuckled and turned the music on as he pulled out of his parking spot. The sound of Post To Be by Omarion blasting through the car as he suddenly turned his car and sped down the school parking lot and onto the main road, and you couldn't miss the gawking stares of my friends and sister as they watched me drive out of the school parking lot with Justin.
•••
"Where are we going?" I asked Justin. We had been driving for around twenty minutes now and he still hasn't told me what we were going to do.
"That's for me to know, and you to find out." He smirked, looking in the rearview mirror as he stopped at a stop sign.
"You're so difficult." I pouted, slouching in my seat as he turned the corner.
"That's not what you said in the classroom today." He said, looking at me from the corner of his eye just as my face reddened in embarrassment.
"We do not speak of that time." I said, after gaining my posure back.
"But you can think about it all day, eh?" He asked, turning his gaze towards me for a quick second before looking back at the road.
"I can." I said, deciding to push my embarrassment back. I was always so confident around Justin. I couldn't let something this little get to my head. Not when we've had even more tense and inappropriate conversations.
"Well if you can think about that, can I talk about your ass out loud?" He asked.
"Why are you so profound of my ass?" I asked, raising my eyebrow.
"It's a great ass, Tori." He said in all seriousness.
"I don't like nicknames, Justin." I spoke, catching onto his use of it.
"I don't care. I will call you Tori and you will get use to it because I won't call you by anything else."
"Why's that?" I asked.
"Because I'm different."
•••
"We've been driving forever. Where are we going?" I groaned, setting my head on the back of the seat as we drove down the interstate.
"Relax, we're almost there." Justin chuckled, turning off the interstate.
"I won't relax, because we're obviously not in Stratford anymore." I scolded, crossing my arms against my chest.
"Babe, we'll be there in five minutes." He said, turning the music down and turning onto a busy street.
I puffed a breath of air as I watched Justin down the road. I had absolutely no idea where we were. All I knew was that about half an hour ago I saw the sign saying that we've left Stratford. I didn't really think much of it because I was too focused on the conversation I was having with Justin. But now that we've been driving even longer and silence overcame us, I took notice and started getting really anxious. Not to mention that I was trusting a boy that I met three weeks ago.
After a short ten minute drive, Justin pulled into a dark alley way. He turned the music completely on low and continued to drive as I sat up in my seat. You could hear the low thump of music surrounding the alley and a light was in the distance. I considered bothering Justin again about where we were, but deciding against it as we came to a stop and he turned off the car, turning towards me.
"We're here." He smirked, getting out of the car. I watched as he slammed his door shut and walked in front of the car. He started to walk toward a man that was guarding some type of door when he stopped in his tracks, whipping around and motioning for me to follow.
I hesitated as I let my seat belt whip back into it's spot. I placed my shaking hand on the door handle, not sure as to why I was shaking. I shook my head not sure as to why I was freaking out, and opened the door. I stepped out of the car slamming the door shut behind me. The wind whipped across me, causing me to wrap my hands around myself pulling my blazer closer to me. I could feel goosebumps run up my bare legs as I walked towards Justin. I almost forgot that I was in my school uniform.
"What is this place?" I whispered to Justin, as I approached him and he placed a hand on the small of my back pushing me forward.
"Don't worry. You're safe with me." He smiled down at me, causing a warm feeling to flush my stomach. I was hesitant at first but after seeing the way he was so sure I was going to be safe, I nodded my head letting him guide me.
We approached the man who standing close by a door, with a little light illuminating him and the gray colored door. As we neared the man looked at Justin and I. He scanned my body making me a little comfortable before looking at Justin, and with the nod of Justin's head, he opened the door and Justin pushed us both through.
We walked down a hallway, a red light illuminating the pathway as loud music caused the floors to shake and my ears to ring. A million thoughts raced through my mind as I thought of the many possibilities of where we could possibly be, but as Justin pushed me through a large black curtain and the music came to even louder level, my eyes bulged.
"Why are we here?" I turned toward Justin, bumping my chest against his at the close proximity we were at. Ignoring the warm feeling at the pit of my stomach, I locked my gaze with his, panic very evident in my features.
"I thought we could use some fun," He stated, looking in my eyes as he removed the black sunglasses from his face.
Although, I didn't want the fun. This was not where I wanted to be. I didn't think that this would be Justin's idea of hanging out with each other. I should have known that Justin wasn't the type of guy to take me to the arcade and buy us pizza. It was very stupid of me to think that Justin was that type of boy. He was clearly not. I should have known that he would pick a club to be the one place to be with me. And although I was very uncomfortable, I felt some sort of need to just be here with him. Even if I didn't at all like the idea of partying, I felt this desire.
"Does this place make you uncomfortable, princess?" Justin whispered in my ear, causing shivers to run up my spine at his new nickname.
"No," I spoke too quickly, surprising even myself. "I just...I'm worried I'm not dressed appropriately."
Justin nodded his head and took a step back. His eyes scanned my body, with scrunched eyebrows as I knew he was analyzing if I was dressed right. I knew that I had found a good excuse though. It's not everyday you see a girl walking around in a club with a white blouse, blazer, school skirt, and a very noticeable Stratford Hall logo on the blazer.
"Take the blazer off," Justin said, causing me to furrow my eyebrow.
"What?" I asked.
"Just take the blazer off." He chuckled, causing me to roll my eyes and take my blazer off. "Do you have a shirt on under the blouse?"
"If you count a spaghetti strap tank top, then yes." I said.
"Take off the blouse then."
"I'm not gonna take off my blouse, Justin."
"Do you wanna look like a preppy white girl?" He asked, causing me to instantly shake my head no. "Than take it off.
I nodded my head, and looked down beginning to unbutton my blouse. Just as I got half down the blouse, Justin suddenly appeared in front of me, swatting my hands away and quickly undoing the rest of the button's and helping me take it completely off.
His eyes scanned my body and I couldn't help but to feel slightly small under his stare. Here I was, in a club and basically stripped in front of him. I was in nothing but a plaid school skirt and white spaghetti tank top and heels. It's not everyday I look like a slutty school girl.
"Do I look alright?" I asked Justin, watching as his eyes met mine again.
"You look amazing."
-
The smell of sweat ran through my nose as I danced courageously around the dance floor. The buzz of Truffle Butter by Nicki Minaj, Drake and Lil Wayne caused me to lose control as the glasses and glasses of alcohol I consumed earlier took all control of my senses. I closed my eyes as my heart thumped rapidly against my chest as if it was matching the beat of the song, and I moved my hips along to the beat.
I had lost Justin earlier tonight after I had lost count of the drinks he had convinced me to consume. I hadn't really felt the need to let loose tonight and I really didn't think about drinking, but when Justin took the first sip of his beer and told me to let loose, I did. And I was out of control. The last I had seen of Justin was two songs ago when I seen him talking to a group of guys. At least that's what I think I saw. I was in too much of a drunken state to go near him, so instead I brought myself to the dance floor.
Just as Nicki's voice boomed through the club, I suddenly felt a pair of hands grip me up and pull me close to their chest. As my back hit the chest, my eyes opened but yet, I continued to dance, not caring that I didn't know who was allowing me to grind on them. I continued to dance and grind my hips against the stranger's, but as I dropped and deciding to look to see who this stranger was, I smirked seeing that it wasn't a stranger at all.
"Justin." I smirked, slowly moving back up his groin and hitting his chest again with my back. "How nice to see you again."
"Oh," Justin said, placing his hands on my hips and swaying along with me. "I've been watching you for a long time."
"Have you now?" I asked, turning my head to look up at him.
"I have."
"Stalking still, I see." I chuckled, turning around and lacing my arms around his neck.
"I don't believe it's stalking when I brought you here," He pulled me closer as if it was even possible. "and I did tell you I would keep you safe."
I stared at Justin, my hips stopping from moving along with his. I looked into his eyes, having to squint them due to the darkness the club provoked. I scanned his features watching as he clenched and unclenched his jaw. My eyes still blurred a bit from the highly drunken state I knew I was in, but all that I knew was that Justin was gorgeous. And as I watched as his tongue escaped his mouth just to moisten his lips, I couldn't control my hormones.
I ran my hands along Justin's arms until they finally stopped at his neck. He looked at me questionably, but I only smiled and pulled his face to mine, connecting our lips. I kissed him for several seconds, but as I seen that he was not at all, kissing back I retreated, pulling my head away with a puzzled look. I studied Justin's features, seeing a look of nothing. His stare held no emotion at all, which confused me. But as I reached his eyes, it was like the golden color had disappeared and his eyes glazed a deep brown before he suddenly cupped my cheeks, connecting our lips once again.
I melted into the kiss, letting him gain absolutely all control. His hands moved from face as he sucked on my bottom lip and ran down the sides of my body before he placed both his hands firmly against my ass, causing me to gasp and him to slip his tongue inside of my mouth.
I could feel the slight smirk Justin held against his lips as he swirled his tongue around my mouth and pulled me closer to him. I brought my hands up to his hair, tangling my fingers in it and letting the softness welcome my fingers. I tugged on Justin's hair as he bit down on my bottom lip before letting go, just to reconnect them again.
As our lips moved together in such a rapid and hungry pace, Justin suddenly moved his lips off of my mine, connecting his forehead with mine as both our chests moved against each other's as we tried our best to catch our breath. Although, Justin's eyes were closed and his forehead laid against mine, my eyes were wide open already missing the feel of Justin's lips against mine.
"Why did you stop?" I panted, my chest still rising up and down as I tried to catch my breath.
"You're drunk." He said, finally opening his eyes and removing his head.
"Perhaps," I nodded my head. "But that shouldn't have stopped you."
I moved my head to his, connecting our lips again. He kissed back for a moment but suddenly he pulled away, removing my hands from his neck and holding them up to his chest.
"Stop," He begged. "Please."
"But I want it." I protested.
"You don't know what you want," He shook his head. "You're drunk and confused. We should get you home."
I looked at Justin, not sure of what of what to do. A million thoughts rushed through my mind as to why I was suddenly acting this way...and why Justin was. I knew that he wanted it. You could just tell from the moment we first held a conversation. I knew that we held great tension with each other and we had the chance to finally get rid of it, and he refused.
And as I nodded my head, I couldn't help to think that I was just... rejected.
•••
Hypnagogia.
The state between being asleep and awake. Or the state that I knew I was in. I could feel myself being picked up and the wind hitting my skin. I could smell the faint aroma of cologne as I gripped onto the fabric of a t-shirt and pulled myself closer to them.
"Tori, you have to wake up now." Someone whispered into my ear. But I couldn't bring myself to open my eyes as I grunted in response.
I could myself lowering to the ground and my body suddenly hit the cold cement. I could feel a sort of pressure being pressed against my forehead. But when the pressure suddenly disappeared I could feel the dampness of what felt wet, I knew that I had been kissed on my forehead.
"I'm sorry." I heard someone whispered in my ear. It was in that moment I knew it was Justin.
I heard the loud sound of knocking on the door and the sound of feet running through my yard before the faint sound of an engine running was heard. I could hear a car drive fastly in the distance but that sound was washed away as I heard the sound of the door being opened.
"Victoria?" I heard what sounded like my sister, asked.
But as I was in my daydream phase, all I could wonder was how did Justin know where I lived?