The next morning, I woke still at his house. I found my self laying close next to him. He was still sleeping. I grabbed my phone. 32 missed calls. They were all my mom.
‘’Justin, Justin.’’ I was shaking him to wake him up.
‘’Yeah?’’ Justin sat up and flipped his gorgeous brown hair.
‘’I called my mom. She’s coming at 8. It’s 6 now.‘’
’’Okay. Wanna see some of my house?‘’
’Okay.’’
We walked all around his gorgeous house.
‘’This is my room.’’ I was a Blue with a drum set in the corner, and Mic, and guitar. It was sound proof and had black music notes on the walls. His bed was king size. He sat down oh this huge egg chair. I stood next to it untill he pulled my on his lap.
‘’I love you.’’ He said and kissed me.