Justin POV
I woke with a start; a sense of danger filled me for no reason. Next to me Juliet was sleeping calmly. My heart was beating so quickly, it was amazing that Juliet could still sleep.
"What in the world was that?" I whispered to myself. I scanned my surroundings; everything was where it should be. Mentally I went through the checklist I had developed after countless pranks by Alex. It consisted of my prized possessions.
"Wand, phone," I ran through my list one by one, making sure everything was where it should be, " Captain JimBob Sherwood farm set… That's everything."
I decided that it must have been my imagination. Nothing was missing, yet the strange feeling of danger stayed inside me. Silence filled the room as I allowed my heart rate to slow down. Failing to do so, I got up and made my way to the bathroom.
My movement woke Juliet up, she propped herself on her elbows and rubbed her eyes. "Justin where are you going?" she asked.
"I'm just going to the bathroom, go back to sleep." I reassured.
Suddenly a mischievous look filled her face and she stared at me sensually. "Well since I'm already awake, we might as well stay awake."
I gulped, recently it seemed something was possessing Juliet. She seemed to crave me more and more. We had never had physical interaction but it seemed like she was determined to change that.
I cleared my throat and started looking at my feet. "A-Actually, t-t-ton-n-night's not good for me, I had pudding for dinner." I stumbled through and immediately cursed myself for coming up with such a nonsensical excuse.
The confusion was evident on her face. "What?" she asked.
Before she could continue questioning me, I ran into the bathroom and closed the door behind me. Unfortunately I had neglected to lock the door and without warning I felt two hands grab my waist.
I turned around in shock and found myself face to face with Juliet. "Curse vampire speed!" I screamed in my mind. She stared at me quizzically, as if trying to read my thoughts. Then the thought occurred to me that she might actually be able to do that. Thankfully, she did not find anything strange.
I realized that neither of us had spoken since I entered the bathroom. "Juliet!" I tried my best to say with gusto.
She did not seem to buy it. Then without warning she put her hands behind my neck and started pulling my head toward hers. I allowed her to pull me closer but turned my head so that her lips fell on my cheek. She seemed disappointed but kept silent.
"Let's go back to bed" I suggested. She didn't argue and followed me back to my bed. I lifted the covers for her to get in. She lied down and I did the same, although I tried my best to keep as far away from her as possible. She didn't seem to like that and snuggled up close to me, going as far as to slip a leg between mine.
That night I had to consciously keep myself from moving. The entire night I lay there, not sleeping a wink. In my mind one thought kept repeating, "is it her?"