Tour With Me

Natalie’s POV

My eyes slowly fluttered open as they were blinded by a bright light. I winced as my eyes adjusted to my surroundings. Sunlight shone brightly through the window, illuminating the room immensely.

My eyes quickly darted to the black digital clock on the nightstand. The green numbers on the screen displayed the time, 8:08 AM. I sighed as I closed my eyes once more.

For some reason I felt exhausted. I felt as if I hadn’t gotten enough sleep. I wanted to do nothing more than to go back to sleep. I guess my body was finally beginning to feel all of those late nights that I had.

I rolled over as I held my eyes close. I sighed once more, as I tried to fall back asleep. I knew that I was going to have to get up, eventually in order for us to perform but that was going to be a while from now. The show wasn’t until seven, so I knew that I could get a few hours of sleep in before, we had to perform.

Justin’s grip on my waist tightened as I tried to fall back to sleep. I couldn’t help but to smile, form being in his embrace. Waking up in Justin’s arms was something that I had grown accustom to over the last few days. I wasn’t surprised by it any more. I simply enjoyed it.

I slowly opened my eyes, only to have my gaze lock on Justin’s.

Sleep was still present in his eyes, but so was happiness. The same happiness that I always saw when, I looked at him. The way that his eyes lit up whenever he smiled, was part of the reason why I love his eyes. I simply loved them.

I couldn’t help but to notice that there was more than simply happiness and sleep in his eyes. There was admiration, adoration and something else that I couldn’t quite place. This wasn’t the first time that I had seen this emotion in his eyes, yet I still couldn’t place what the emotion was. The emotion was warm, comforting and familiar to me. Somehow, I couldn’t place the emotion, but I wanted to.

I small yawn escaped my lips, before I smiled at him. Justin’s smile grew wider as he stared at me. A small giggle escaped my lips, as I looked at his hair.

It wasn’t messed up, but it wasn’t ruined either. Some of his hair, still fell properly, while others were laying in random places.

I admitted to Justin once before, that I loved his bed hair a bit more than his regular hair. He of course, played it off with a joke.

I laid there in his arms, smiling, as our gazes remained locked. Neither one of us bothered to break our gazes as we laid there. I didn’t know how much time passed, but I didn’t care. All I could focus on was Justin. At this point, nothing else mattered.

“Morning babe,” he softly spoke. His voice was slightly groggy since he just woke up, but I paid it no mind. I simply continued to smile at him.

“Morning,” I replied, just as quiet as he had.

I yawned once more, from my unexplainable exhaustion. Justin simply laughed lightly as he stared at me. He gently pressed his lips to my forehead, causing me to close my eyes.

“Go back to sleep,” he muttered, lips still pressed to my forehead.

I muttered a small okay, before I licked my lips. I felt Justin’s hands slide under my shirt slightly so that they were now on my bare waist. I instantly relaxed under his touch; I knew that Justin could tell that I was relaxed. He began to rub small circles on my waist with his thumb.

A small sigh escaped my lips out of content. I knew exactly which sigh it was. It was a sigh that I managed to produce whenever I was extremely content or comfortable, when I was exhausted. I began doing it when I was younger, and I would cry for hours. Once I was in my dad’s arms, or before I fell asleep, I would sigh.

I wasn’t exactly sure whether or not I could call it a sigh. The noise was somewhere between a moan and a sigh. Only very few people could actually replicate the noise so that it was a mixture of a moan and a sigh. The only other person that I knew that could make this noise was my mother.

I felt Justin tense up, as soon as I sighed. I couldn’t help but to smirk at his actions. I knew the effects that the noise had on some people, guys specifically. It drove then insane. I knew that if Justin’s legs were tangled with mine, I would know exactly how insane the sigh drove him.

My father happened to be one of the guys that were driven insane by this. At least he was when my mother did it. Somehow I knew that the sigh was part of the reason why Dante was here.I’m still disgusted by the thought.

“Sorry babe,” I spoke. “Can’t help it,”

I opened my eyes, a smirk still playing against my lips. His lips were now pressed in a straight line, as he licked his lips. His eyes were closed, causing me to giggle.

“Saying the pledge of allegiance babe?” I giggled, knowing that I was right.

His eyes shot open immediately. He quickly looked away from me, as his grip on my waist loosed. He shook his head as he closed his eyes. I thought I saw a slight hint of color rise to his cheeks, but I quickly shrugged it off.

I couldn’t help but to giggle once more. He was lying, and he was horrible at it. Justin was never a good liar, whenever he did lie you could tell. If he lied and managed to play it off, then I knew that it was something serious.

I leaned forward, plating a soft gentle kiss on his cheek. I watched as Justin’s soft lips, slowly turned upwards into a smile. His grip on me tightened once more, as he opened his eyes. He locked his gaze with me once more, sending me back to square one.

A few moments passed before he decided to speak again. “I thought you were going back to sleep?”

I shrugged my shoulders, as I broke our gaze to look down at my hand. Honestly, I was still exhausted, I couldn’t explain why either, I simply was. Somehow, I didn’t want to go to sleep, I simply wanted to stay awake and lie here with Justin.

Justin took his right hand off my waist, only to lace his fingers with mine. My smile grew wider as I looked up at him. His gaze was now on our entwined hands. I watched him as he unlaced and re-laced our fingers multiple times. I watched him as his smile never faded once.

He set his orbs on mine as he continued to smile. He then brought my hand up to his lips, placing a gentle kiss on my knuckles. The heat began to flow to my cheeks, due to his gaze never straying from mine.

Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door. I rolled my eyes as Justin let out an aggravated groan. He unlaced our fingers as he rolled onto his back.

Both of us were annoyed how our moment was interrupted. We knew that it was going to be someone who was on tour with us. It always was.

This is how I knew that we were official back on Tour. When we were away, we were hardly ever interrupted. Besides that one time with Nick catching us while we were buying a dress, nothing happened. We had our moments for as long as we wanted. Now that we were back on tour, this wouldn’t last long.

“We’re back to the interruptions,” Justin muttered.

His eyes were closed out of annoyance. He hated this just as much as I did, if not more. I ran my tongue across my teeth aggravated as well. We just couldn’t have one moment together while we were on tour.

The sound of knocking once more, cause me to scowl. I released a breath out of aggravation, before throwing the covers off of me. I quickly walked over to the door, as the person continued to knock.

The knocking stopped once I reached the door. I couldn’t help but to roll my eyes, knowing that the person was still there.

I quickly threw the door open as I placed my hand on my hip. I was prepared to tell whoever it was off, for coming over so early, but stopped short at the sight. This was the last person that I expected or wanted to see.

As soon as his gaze landed on me, his eyes filled with surprise. His eyes were slightly wide as he stared at me, but his look of disbelief quickly, disappeared. He quickly maintained his composure, as he crossed his arms over his chest. He smirked as he looked me up and down. He licked his lips, as he scanned me over once more.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” he arrogantly questioned.

“Little Natalie answering the door this early in the morning. But what I don’t get is why you’re answering the door. Isn’t this Justin’s room? Now why would you be in Justin’s room this earlier in the morning, obviously not dressed?”

I looked down at what I was wearing. I couldn’t help but to roll my eyes, once more. He was exaggerating once more. He was making it seem as if, I was wearing nothing but my underwear. What I was wearing was completely fine for sleeping in. it wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, or anything that he hasn’t seen.

I looked at what he was wearing, noticing that he must have been awake for a while. He wasn’t wearing anything fancy. He was simply dressed casual, telling me that everyone else probably would be as well.

“What do you want Thomas?” I harshly spat. I was still exhausted, so him coming by this early only made things worse.

He held his hands up in mock surrender. He continued to smirk down at me, despite the gesture. “I just came to see if you and Justin wanted to come eat breakfast with us downstairs. Us being everyone else on tour,” he explained.

“But if you two are busy—”

“Fine we’ll be there, just get out,” I interrupted.

He didn’t flinch despite the harshness in my tone. “You sure because we’re fine with just—”

“Get out already,”

He chuckled before he began to walk away. I rolled my eyes as I groaned. I shut the door before pressing my back against it. I closed my eyes as a sigh escaped my lips.

This was just what I needed. For Thomas to go tell everyone on the tour that Justin and I were sleeping together. I knew that he assumed we were actually having sex instead of sleeping together, but either way was bad for me.

Everyone was supposed to be on a need to know basis, but this getting out would ruin everything. Everyone would begin to assume even more than what was going on. Okay yes, we were dating but hat definitely wouldn’t stop the rumors from spreading.

I sighed once more as I ran a hand through my messy locks. I honestly didn’t need this right now.

My sweet morning had just been ruined.