What The Heart Wants (BWWM)

By ElleSpeares

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Justin and Skylar are two confused young people, too afraid to let love happen. They have big dreams and lots... More

Author's Note
One: New beginnings
Two: Hidden attraction
Three: Denial
Four: The gatecrashers
Five: The house party
Six: The loser
Seven: Rich boys and their emotions
Eight: Broke girls and their wishes
Nine: Nothing's as it seems
Ten: This thing called coincidence
Eleven: The closed book
Twelve: "Yeah, walk away. Save yourself"
Thirteen: Damaged hearts and childish therapy
Fourteen: Friends?
Fifteen: Cupid's mess
Sixteen: Friends
Seventeen: "You're a bad ass bitch and deserve better"
Eighteen: The art gallery
Nineteen: What the heart wants
Twenty: Trying to be good enough
Twenty One: First dates
Twenty Two: Romeo
Twenty Three: The (overprotective, inquisitive) "cool" mom
Twenty Four: When the temperature rises
Twenty Five: Picture perfect moments
Twenty Six: Messed up perfection
Twenty Seven: Happy memories to heal troubled souls
Twenty Eight: Bad boy, Bieber
Twenty Nine: Because words cut the deepest
Thirty: The broken bad boy
Thirty One: Tattoos
Thirty Two: What happiness is
Thirty Three: Stitching things up
Thirty Four: Sweet revenge
Thirty Five: The get together
Wattys2015
Thirty Six: Two half hearts make one
Thirty Seven: Guilt
Thirty Eight: Family
Thirty Nine: Rebellion
Forty: Decisions and the problem with love
Forty One: Boyfriend
Forty Two: "Don't overthink it"
Forty Three: Beautiful simplicity
Forty Four: Play no games
Forty Five: In the '50s
Forty Six: Under the night sky
Forty Seven: Mustang
Forty Eight: Conflict
Forty Nine: Out of work
Fifty One: PYD
Fifty Two: Awkward
Fifty Three: The song book
Fifty Four: Close call
Fifty Five: "I want to help you"
Fifty Six: Bicycles
Fifty Seven: Fun and games
Fifty Eight: What nobody gets
Fifty Nine: Dinner
Sixty: Negotiation
Sixty One: Shopping
Sixty Two: Happy birthday
Sixty three: Dear Skylar...
Sixty four: This is the end
Sixty Five: "I hate my life"
Sixty Six: "What choice do I have?"
Sixty Seven: Fixing what's broken
Sixty Eight: "I'm your fairy godmother, that's who I am"
Sixty Nine: Damage control
Seventy: "This is for us"
Seventy One: Emptiness
Seventy Two: Pain
10 Facts about me
Seventy Three: Clubbing
Seventy Four: Surprise
Seventy Five: 'Do what you love/ follow your heart'
Seventy Six: The last hangout
Seventy Seven: Confrontation
Seventy Eight: 'A burnt child is afraid of fire'
Seventy Nine: Departure

Fifty: In his arms

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By ElleSpeares

×× Skylar ××

Skylar sat in her room blow drying her hair after a long hot shower.

The evening was quite peaceful with Angela at work. Skylar had lots of time to herself and that made her happy. She didn't have to answer any questions about the Mustang or why she'd come home early from work.

She'd cooked some dinner for herself, ate it while doing a bit of school work then she took a well deserved shower and sorted her hair out.

As she combed her thick hair out, she hummed along mindlessly to the music that was playing on the radio.

Skylar just wanted to take an early night. She was still upset by Justin taking everything lightly. Of course, it was easy for him to say that they'd sort something out. He didn't understand how being broke felt. Until she got another job, Skylar would have to deal with letting go of some of her luxuries. She wished so hard that she'd get accepted for that scholarship she applied for, for fashion journalism in London. She'd applied again and again for it because she wanted it so bad. Maybe it would be refreshing to be away and start anew. Skylar liked independence but the idea of leaving Justin behind...

She was slightly mad at him though.

She put on an oversized Superman t-shirt and a pair of cotton shorts underneath then she put her hair up into two French braids. She turned off her radio and lights then climbed into bed. Just as she was about to get some sleep, she heard a tapping sound on her window.

Skylar groaned.

Again, the tapping.

She sat up and glared at her window then got out of bed to walk towards it. She knew exactly who was tapping on her window.

She opened it and found Justin smiling at her.

He held up a red rose.

"Hey." He said.

Skylar looked at him and the rose, torn between grinning like an idiot and closing the window.

"Hey." She said.

"I got you a rose. Stole it from your neighbour's garden." Justin smiled.

Skylar bit her lip to stop herself smiling too.

"How did you get past the dog?" She asked.

"You mean the chihuahua?"

A smile spread across Skylar's face and she opened the window a little more.

"Come inside. It's breezy out there." She said.

Justin handed her the rose then climbed into her room.

"Thanks for the rose." Skylar smelled it and closed her eyes momentarily as the sweet scent of the flower filled her nostrils.

"It's to say I'm sorry for being insensitive earlier on."

"It's okay. I didn't expect you to understand."

"But I want to help."

"It'll be fine, Justin. I'll look for another job." Skylar closed her window and put the rose on her desk.

"Is your mom home?"

Skylar shook her head and went to turn a lamp on.

"She's working tonight. I'm home alone." She smiled and sat on her bed.

"I can't believe you're not scared or anything." Justin sat beside her.

"I have enough weapons in here to defend myself."

"You were going to scratch me with scissors the last time I came through your window." He teased.

Skylar smiled and lightly hit Justin on his thigh.

"Shut up." She said.

"You should keep that pepper spray close by." He nudged her lightly.

Skylar shook her head and chuckled.

"I'm really sorry about all the stuff that's happened over the last couple of days with Simone." Justin said.

"It's not your fault, Justin."

"It is, technically. She knows you because I went to Elizabeth's party with you."

"Yeah but you didn't know she'd get me fired."

"I still feel bad."

"Don't."

"What did your mom have to say?"

"She doesn't know yet." Skylar managed a smile. "I'll tell her tomorrow or whatever."

Justin nodded.

"You sure you don't want me to talk to Simone?" He asked.

"Positive. Let it go. She and I are bound to cross paths soon. I'll handle it."

Justin looked at Skylar.

"What?" She asked.

"Don't do anything stupid, Sky."

"It won't be 'stupid' when I do it."

"Skylar."

"What?"

"No."

"I thought you liked sassy Skylar." She tried to hide her grin.

"I do but I don't want to do jail visits."

Skylar giggled.

"I'll whoop her so bad, she'll end up with amnesia. I'm not going to jail, baby."

Justin was lost for words and that made Skylar laugh.

"Relax. I won't beat her up too hard." She said.

"Don't beat her up at all."

"One slap?"

"Sky..."

"What? She broke your heart, was rude to me at the party and got me fired."

Justin bit his lip.

"Okay. Just one slap." He smiled.

Skylar smiled too.

"Are you staying the night?" She asked.

"Do you want me to?"

Skylar nodded.

"I like laying in your arms." She blushed.

"I like having you in my arms." Justin smiled.

"I'm gonna get to see you shirtless again." Skylar whispered.

"And my bird tattoo." Justin smirked.

Skylar blushed.

"You hungry?" She changed the topic.

"Did you cook?"

"Yes."

"Then yes, I'm hungry."

Skylar smiled and got up.

"Make yourself at home then. I'll be right back." She said.

Justin smiled and watched as Skylar left the room.

He checked her out from head to toe: her hair that was out of her face and brought out her beautiful facial features, her long legs that she hid so well most times, her booty...

While Skylar dished up some food for Justin, he got comfortable by taking his shirt off and playing a bit of music from Skylar's iPod.

She walked into her room with a tray of food and a tall glass of juice for Justin and she couldn't help but smile to herself when she remembered the last time she served him some food in her bedroom.

"What are you smiling about?" Justin asked.

Skylar looked at her boyfriend who was sitting on her bed, shirtless, with his back against her headboard.

She could never get enough of looking at that body and dirty thoughts immediately clouded her mind. She thought about what his strong hands could do to her and how his body could move... let's not forget his soft lips.

"Sky?" Justin said, smiling.

He knew very well what the sight of his shirtless body did to his girlfriend. It only seemed fair to him to tempt her back since she was all legs and booty.

"Huh?" She snapped out of her daze.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes. Uhm..." she was blushing hard. "I was just thinking about the time you first came here through my window and I served you food."

"When I got my butt whooped." Justin smiled.

"You still looked hot. Like a bad boy." Skylar smiled too and sat on the bed.

"You think?"

"Yeah. You should get your ass beat more often." She teased.

Justin laughed lightly.

"It wasn't a pleasant experience, baby girl."

"I know. But I ended up taking care of you."

"That was the best part."

Skylar smiled.

"Eat up." She said.

"Thank you."

Skylar climbed into bed while Justin ate and she laid on her side to watch him.

She just loved the way his jaw moved when he chewed. It almost made her imagine how good he'd look if he was angry.

An angry Justin...

"You zone out a lot." Justin said.

Skylar hadn't noticed Justin looking at her.

She was quick to close her mouth.

Justin smiled.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing." Skylar quickly said.

"You were watching me eat and you had your mouth open."

"So? Maybe I realised that I should've dished up for myself too because that food smells so good."

"Uh-huh?" Justin was amused.

"Just finish up, Justin. I'd like to sleep." Skylar rolled onto her back and crossed her arms.

He simply smiled and went back to eating.

When he was done, he put the tray on the nightstand, turned off the lamp and got under the covers to spoon Skylar.

Obviously he hadn't realised that he'd gotten a bit excited himself but Skylar felt it and it made her blush.

She decided to ignore it instead of teasing him about it. Now wasn't a good time to mention it. They'd probably end up having sex and she didn't feel ready for that.

Just being in his arms was enough. She felt good. She felt loved. She felt whole. She wished she could stay in his arms for a long, long time.

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