Chapter 5

Later that day

Justin entered his house, and closed the door behind him. He could hear a few voices coming from somewhere in the house. He entered the living room to see his parents and a good friend of his sitting on the sofa talking. They all looked up to stare at him. “Well hello, son. It’s good to see you finally made it home.” He smiled slyly and locked eyes with the familiar person.

“Yeah.” He sighed.

“Um…Aaliyah stopped by to talk to you. I’ll…leave you two alone. Come on Paul.” Lynn held Paul’s hand as she led him out of the living room.

“So uh…” he cleared his throat. “What did you want to talk about?”

“You got nerve. How could you tell me your friends that you slept with me?” he held an awkward look.

“What? Excuse me? I didn’t tell my friends anything. I just said…I BET I could get you in bed, but…I would never try that on you. Come on now. Don’t you know how long we’ve known each other? Don’t you think I would have been tried it?” she rolled her eyes and brushed pass him.

“I don’t wanna hear it.” She pulled the front door open.

“Wait…LiLi.” She slowly turned to face him. “Um…could we go in my room and talk? Please.” He had the look of hope in his eyes.

“Alright. Sure.” she closed the front door and followed him upstairs to his room.

“Have a seat anywhere.” She took a seat on the foot of his bed. “So uh…who told you…”

“It doesn’t matter who told me. I mean…why would you say something like that in the first place? I thought you were better than that.”

“I AM!” he sighed and rubbed through his hair in frustration. “Plus…we were joking, Aaliyah. It’s nothing to get serious over.” She held an hilarious look. 

“Excuse me?” she stood up and slowly approached him. “I can’t believe you. You’re just a dog. No wonder you can never stay with a girl. You don’t know how to TREAT them.”

“Haha.” He laughed pathetically. “You’re getting me confused with some other loser out there. Girl…if you were with me…you would NEVER wanna leave me.” She slapped him across the face.

“Don’t ‘toy with me, Justin. I’m not in the mood for it.” He realized the serious look she held. “I’m outta here.” As soon as she reached out for the door knob, she felt a hand grip her arm, puling her further in the room.

“You listen to me…” she slapped him once again.

“Get your hands off me.” She spoke aggressively.

“No.” he pushed her on the bed and climbed on top of her. “I don’t know what has gotten into you.” He pinned her arms over her head. “You seem to be more aggressive now.” He scrutinized her face closely.

“Let me go.”

“NO!” he shot back. “Not until you hear what I have to say.” He paused. “How do you feel about me?” she held an awkward look.

“What do you mean? What type of trick question is this?”

“HOW do you FEEL about me?” he raised his voice. “I fucking care about you. I LOVE you, Aaliyah. Now how do you feel about me?” she stared in complete shock.

“Um…” she gulped down. “Well…I…”

“The guys told me that I should tell you how I felt about you. I don’t know if it was the right thing to do, but…I followed my heart.”

“Well…I care about you too.”

“Don’t lie to me.”

“I do. Seriously. I love you, Justin. I was…I was just afraid to tell you, because…I thought you would feel different.” He slowly began to calm down.

“Alright. I believe you.” She watched him stand up. “Well…you’re free to go.” He helped her up. At that moment, she seemed confused.

“Um…okay.” He watched her approach the door.

“Aaliyah?” she slowly turned to face him.

“Yes?” she spoke softly with tears in her eyes.

“Come here.” She hesitantly moved in closer to him. He wrapped his arms around her waist and met lips with hers. She was so shocked, she didn’t know what to do.

She hesitantly attached her arms around his neck as the kiss got more intense.