Tour With Me

Natalie’s POV

I stepped out of the shower feeling completely refreshed. After everything that has been happening, I felt as if I needed a nice relaxing shower. The warm water always seems to relax me; it’s an easy way for me to forget about any problems that I’ve been having.

Though, today wasn’t as bad as it could have been. Today was closer to being on my best day’s list instead of the stressful/normal. I had been in a good mood since lunch. I found myself smiling a bit more throughout the day. Today seemed to be a better day than previous ones that I have had. Today was simply a nice day, and I knew why exactly why.

I wrapped the white towel around me; before I started to blow dry my wet hair. My hair smelled of my vanilla shampoo, making me smile. Normally, I would have used something that smelled similar to chocolate, but I couldn’t find it in my suit case.

After blow-drying, combing and brushing my hair, I pulled it back into a ponytail. I decided that I would simply take care of it tomorrow instead of wrapping it in a scarf. It was starting to get late; all I wanted to do was crawl into the bed.

I then looked into the mirror, groaning in the process. I blamed myself for being in this situation. This situation being, the huge hickey on my neck, left as a reminder of last night’s escapades between Justin and I. things did get a bit more heated than I had planned, but I simplytried to ignore it. I filed it under the same category as all of my other steamy make-outs, though only 3 of them have been as heavy as I was with Justin.

The reminder was placed near my pulse, moving down in length slightly. It was completely visible to anyone who looked at me, or even glanced in my direction the right way. The mark was large and red, just as most bruises are when they first form. Though, I will admit, that I’m not that surprised that the mark was large in size.

Justin did get extremely turned on last night, resulting in him being rougher than I had hoped,but is it wrong that I loved it even more. He made sure that he paid attention to my soft spot. When he first did it, it hurt like hell, as most good hickeys do, but after awhile I became use to it.

I was glad that I had spotted it this morning, though it was hard to miss. If I hadn’t of noticed it, then Selena, Taylor and Justin would have noticed it. There was no way to get out of that kind of situation.

After I was dressed, applying make-up to my reminder as well, I hung up my towel before opening the door. I couldn’t help but to smile at the sight.

Justin was lying on the bed already dressed in his pajamas, boxers and a wife-beater. A large bowl of pop-corn was sitting next to him on the nightstand. He reached into the bowl, grabbing a handful of popcorn, before stuffing his mouth. His eyes were glued to the TV as he changed the channels with the remote; he hadn’t noticed my presence yet.

A giggle escaped my lips as I shook my head. Justin quickly turned his head to look at me, a smile etching its way onto his face. His smile was contagious; I couldn’t help but to smile back.

“Hey,” he greeted. “You’re finally done. I thought you had tripped and drowned or something,”

“And you were just going to leave me in there to die?” I raised my brow as I looked at him.

A smirk slowly made its way onto his face. “Are you saying that if you’re taking too long in the shower, I have permission to come and see if you’re alive?”

“Uh, no, but nice try though,”

Justin dropped the remote onto the bed, crossing his arms over his chest. He jutted his bottom lip out as his eyes lowered slightly. He blinked his eyes slowly, his head tilting to the side slightly. He was giving me the famous puppy dog pout.

I no longer knew if he was doing this to see if I would say yes, or if he actually wanted to come “check on me”, as he worded it. I pushed any of his possible reasons aside, before I could over think the situation. I simply had fun with the situation, as anyone in this predicament would do.

I laughed and shook my head no. he continued to pout as he set his gaze back on the TV. Despite his efforts to look upset, I could see a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. I giggled once more before sitting down on the bed next to him. He continued to pout and fight back his smile, as he stared at the TV.

I couldn’t help but to smile at how childish he was behaving. At the moment, he reminded me of Dante when he would hold his breath until he got what he wanted. Although, Justin wasn’t holding his breath, there were similarities.

I grabbed Justin chin, turning his face towards me. I quickly pecked his pouted lips, earning a smile from him. I couldn’t help but to giggled once again as I picked up the remote.

I still couldn’t believe how much of an effect Justin had on me. He was able to make me smile, giggle and do things that I normally wouldn’t do. Yet, whenever I was with him, these things seemed to come naturally to me. I couldn’t stop them, even if I wanted to.Though, I’m probably just in the honeymoon phase since everything just happened.

“So what are we watching pop-star?” I questioned as I changed the channel.

Justin shrugged his shoulders as he leaned back, his back pressed against the pillows, as his head lay on the headboard. He flipped his hair before folding his arms behind his head.

“There are two movies coming on, so it’s up to you which one we watch,”

I pursed my lips to the side as I changed the channel again. This time my lips were pursed on purpose. According to Justin, I purse my lips whenever I’m deep in thought. He wasn’t far off the mark when he pointed this out either. The only other time that I purse my lips is when I’m extremely bored. Those moments rarely occur anymore.

“What movies?” I questioned.

“Drag Me to Hell, and John Tucker Must Die. I’d rather watch Drag Me to Hell though; I don’t need you getting any ideas from John Tucker Must die,”

I raised my brow as I turned to look at him. A playfully glint shone in his eye, as he smirked at me. I shook my head before turning back towards the TV.

“So, you’re cheating on me now, with a cheerleader, a vegan, and a future workaholic?” I questioned, playing along.

“Depends, is Sabrina a cheerleader?”

My jaw dropped as I continued to smile. Justin began to roar with laughter. I playfully narrowed my eyes at him. I knew that he was only joking, which was why I wasn’t bother by his comment. Not only that, but Sabrina has a boyfriend, who she can’t stop talking about. It was highly unlikely that she would cheat on him any time soon.

Another reason why I wasn’t bothered by his comment was because we had just started dating earlier today. Even the worse boyfriends in the world, stay faithful for at least 3 days to a week. I doubt that Justin would be the one to cheat on someone in less than 24 hours. He didn’t seem like that type of guy, from what I know, I know that he’s not that type of guy.

I turned to face him as he continued to roar with laughter. I only rolled my eyes before kicking his side, forcefully. Justin was caught off guard, due to his laughing, causing him to almost fall off the bed.

I giggled once more before playfully sticking my tongue out at him. Justin followed suit closing his eyes as well. I shook my head as I turned back to the TV.

“Who knew that my alleged girlfriend was so abusive,” he spoke from behind me. I rolled my eyes as I changed the channel once more.

Justin and I still referred to each other as our alleged boyfriend/girlfriend, despite the fact that we were now a couple. To the public eye, we were still allegedly dating. The only people who knew about us actually dating were Justin and I. not only that, but we simply loved the nick-names. They weren’t anything that anyone would expect to be called, the main reason why we did it.

I felt Justin arm snake around my waist, as he rested his chin on my shoulder. I couldn’t help but smile at the immense amount of comfort that I received from being in his arms. I doubted that the comfort that I always felt was going to go away anytime soon. I relaxed as I leaned back, my back pressed against Justin chest.

A comfortable silence fell over us. The only sound that could be heard was the noise from the TV. The sound changed every time I changed the channel, but I could care less. I was simply enjoying being in Justin’s arms.

“By the way,” Justin spoke, breaking the silence. “Since when do you hum?”

I stopped channel surfing, finally finding the channel with “Drag Me to Hell”. I furrowed my brows together out of confusion. I craned my neck, so that I was looking at Justin, whose head was still on my shoulders.

“What do you mean? I don’t hum,” I spoke.

Justin smiled as he tightened his grip around my waist. He chuckled lightly, causing his chest to vibrate as he did so. I simply raised my brow as I stared at him. I was waiting for him to tell me what was going on.

“I know, that’s why I was asking why you were humming,” he explained. “Earlier after you got out of the shower, I heard you humming, and no I wasn’t spying I just heard the water stop,”

I rolled my eyes once more but nodded my head in understanding. I was a bit curious to how he knew when I was out of the shower. Luckily, he explained it before I could question him.

“You didn’t stop humming until you started laughing when you came out, or should I say giggling,” he finished.

I nodded my head once more before looking back at the TV. The old lady was now sitting at the main characters desk. The movie had just started a few minutes ago; therefore, I knew that we hadn’t missed much of it.

I leaned back against Justin as I shrugged my shoulders. I simply waved my action off, as me doing something else, because of my happiness. This time, I hadn’t noticed that I had picked up another habit. Regardless, I waved it off as nothing, placing it in the same category as the giggling.

Justin moved one of his arms form my waist to grab the popcorn bowl. He set the bowl down on the bed next to us, before turning off the lamp on the night stand. The room was now dark, light illuminating the room from the TV. A dark room was the perfect setting for scary movie.

Suddenly a question ran into my head that I decided to say out loud. “So what was I humming anyway?”

Somehow I knew that Justin was smiling, despite the fact that he wasn’t looking at me. I knew that a knowing glint was shining in his eyes, despite the lack of light in the room.

Justin ate a handful of popcorn, choosing to keep me waiting. I shook my head as I grabbed some popcorn as well. A few seconds flew by before he actually spoke up.

“Hate that I love you,”

And just like that, I was smiling again.