Tour With Me

Natalie’s POV

The next few days, things seemed to be going perfect. I hung out with Justin, Ryan, Chaz, Sabrina, Thomas, Nick and Pattie basically every day. Whenever u hung out with Allan it was usually alone. I didn’t want it that way, but he always seemed busy when everyone else was hanging out together.

Allan wasn’t the only one acting weird. Justin was acting just as strange as him. Whenever we were alone, he would space out. He was thinking a lot more than he normally would. He was deep in thought whenever I saw him alone. I wasn’t use to seeing Justin like this.

I tried to shake it off, saying that I was analyzing him too much. I doubt that whatever the problem was was something that I needed to think about.

I sat on the couch in the living room of the room that I shared with Sabrina. She was asleep in her bed in our room with the door closed. I wasn’t surprised; it was still early in the morning. I was surprised that I was actually up this early in the morning.

My laptop was sitting on the black table with my camera plugged into it. I was finally loading my pictures onto it. The pictures dated as far back the day I spent with Justin up to yesterday when everyone went to Universal studios.

I sat on the couch with my legs crossed and my I-pod playing “Thunder” by Boys like Girls, in my ears. I had the volume turned down low so that I could still hear everything that was going on. I unzipped my hoodie and set it next to me on the couch before I went back to the computer screen.

I watched the pictures load onto my computer screen. I couldn’t help but to smile at every picture I saw of me and Justin together. There were pictures of me laughing at something that he had said. Then there were pictures of us hanging out backstage at a show. There were pictures that Justin took of me and Sabrina on the bus, and pictures of me and him on the bus. My smile grew wider as a picture of me asleep with my head on his shoulder, his arm around me, showed on the screen.

I hated how much I liked Justin. It scared me that the simple thought of him could make me smile. I hated how hard I was falling for him. I didn’t want to be a love sick puppy, or a love struck teenager.

Yet, part of me loved the idea.

Part of me, loved the thought of being in love with Justin. Part of me wanted to feel something more towards Justin. Part of me felt as if I was already in love with Justin. To make matters worse, this part didn’t mind if I was in love with him. This part wanted me to be a love sick puppy.

A knock on the door caused me to snap out of my gaze. I pulled my ear buds out of my ears as the person knocked on the door once more.

I slowly stood up and walked to the door. I opened the door only to smile at the sight.

“Hey babe,” I cheerfully spoke.

Justin sent me a small smile as he put his hands in the pocket of his jeans. He flipped his hair as his smile fell. His eyes shifted to something behind me rather than me.

My smile instantly fell as well. Something was wrong. He wasn’t acting like his usual self. He seemed, distant. He wasn’t as energetic as he usually was.

“Babe, what’s wrong,” I questioned.

I quickly grabbed his wrist and pulled him into the room. I closed the door behind me before I turned around to face Justin. I placed a hand on his shoulder as my face softened. I couldn’t help but to be concerned about what was bothering Justin.

Justin sighed as his head hung a bit. His eyes refused to meet mine as he stood there.

“Um…can we talk? There’s something that I need to………tell you,” he softly spoke.

I immediately tensed up at his words. Those were the words that no girl wanted to here. In fact, I don’t think that a guy wanted to hear those words either. They never lead to anything good. Those three words, lead to one of the worst things of them all…

I tried to loosen up to the best of my abilities. I didn’t want him to notice that I was worried.

“Sure, what’s wrong Justin?”

He slowly licked his lips before he looked up at me. He quickly looked away from me, before I could actually look in his eyes. He started walking towards the couch and I followed suit. I sat down next to him, never letting my gaze leave him. He leaned back on the couch as he threw his head back, his eyes closed.

“How am I supposed to do this?” he muttered.

“Justin…” I softly spoke.

He took a deep breath before he sat up. He turned so that he was facing me. His eyes were focused downwards, on the couch. He shook his head as he sighed.

“Listen,” he began “I don’t exactly know how to say this. I don’t even know what I’m supposed to say but…I…I really care about you Natalie,”

I opened my mouth to speak but he put his finger to my lips to silence me. This was the last thing that I expected him to do. I thought that he was going to…well…end it with me. Instead he looks like he’s going in an entirely different direction.

He sighed as he dropped his finger from my lips. He entwined our fingers with his now free hand. He slowly looked up, making eye contact with me for the first time today.

“I...I can’t really describe how much I care about you. I’ve…I-I’ve never felt this way about a girl before. I love everything about you,”

“I love how deep your dimples are when you smile. I love how your eyes become brighter when you smile. I love the way that your eyes always show how you feel, even when you lie. I love how passionate you are about dancing. I love how you would give up anything for the ones you love. I love how real you are, yet you still manage to be nice. I love how flirtatious you are, yet you still manage to be classy,”

“I could sit here all day and tell you all the things that I love about you. I guess what I’m really trying to say is…well…”

He sighed as he closed his eyes. He licked his lips as he held his eyes close.

I sat there in complete shock. My eyes were wide and my jaw was slack. I tried to keep my breathing steady as my heart rate escalated out of control. My mouth was a gape slightly as I stared at Justin.

I couldn’t describe how many emotions I was feeling. There were so many of them that I didn’t know which ones were stronger than the other.

I knew that I was in complete and utter disbelief. I didn’t want this to be happening. I wanted this all to be a dream. I didn’t want Justin to be sitting her confessing his feelings for me. I didn’t want him to tell me everything that I always wanted a guy to tell me. I didn’t want this to be real.

Another part of me was ecstatic. I couldn’t believe that Justin the guy, who was making me fall head over heels, felt the same way about me, and more. I didn’t have to worry about feelings not being returned.

I couldn’t deny the fact that I was scared as well. I was scared that I might feel the same way about him.

“I’m in love with you Natalie,” he softly finished.