Hit. Hit. Hit.

I groaned as I tossed back in forth before giving up and tossing the comforter off of my body and dragging my tired limbs to the window.

A smirk played on the bad boys face, causing my heart to flutter in my chest, but I quickly played it off as I rolled my eyes, and slid the window up, "What do you want, Bieber?" I hissed quietly, being sure not to wake my parents up.

"You." He whispered huskily as he jump up to the fire escape and onto my balcony, his breath was hot on my lips as he moved in close to my face, "You gonna let me in or what?"

I bit nervously into my bottom lip before slowly moving to the side and letting him in. Bending over, I slid the window closed, peering through the hair that had fallen in my face, "What was that today?" I straightened up before meeting his lust filled eyes.

"What was what?" He whispered, pressing is lips to the nap of my neck and kneading his thumbs into my waist.

"With Smith." I spoke up, watching his body tense as his head lifted and his eyes turned dark. "I just-" I bit into my lip again, instantly regretting my nature of being nosy, "I saw you two fighting today and-"

"I don't think that's any of your business." He snapped, his eyes burning into mine as his hold on my waist tightened.

I squirmed under his touch before my eyes fell into his bruised face, "Did he do that to you?" I brought my finger up to touch his battered skin.

He backed away so fast I thought I might go tumbling over. My eyebrows smashed together as I looked at him closely, "Justin." I whispered.

He turned his back to me, his posture stiff and uncomfortable.

"Talk to me." I reached out for his arm, feeling him roughly pull away from me, "Did he do that to you?" I repeated my question.

He whipped around, his eyes like daggers into mine, "You're such a nosy little bitch!" He spat, grabbing my chin tightly into his fist.

I let out a soft whisper as I inhaled a sharp breath, "Don't call me that."

An evil smirk curved on his lips as his eyes darted down to my lips, "Do you know who you're talking to?"

I gulped feeling my eyes widen slightly as his hand slid down my pants and into my underwear, "Justin." I squeaked, but felt my legs giving out under his touch before finally I jumped into his arms and crashed my lips against his.

I hated being so powerless against him.

We continued fighting for dominance as our tongues swirled around in each other's mouths. I threw my head back as his finger continued to play in my folds and his thumb rubbed against my clit. "Oh, fuck!" I moaned, feeling his finger ram inside me.

When Justin was, in his words, "claiming what's his" I couldn't help but stare into his eyes and see nothing but regret and pain hidden behind all of the lust and darkness.

I arched my back as I felt yet another orgasm take over me as Justin's length disappeared into my body.

Moans filled my room as our body's connected for the last time before Justin collapsed beside me. I struggled to control my breathing as I turned my head to look at him. Something inside of him seems.. Calmer.

I bit on my bottom lip as I contemplated my next action, but before I could fully think it through my body moved without confirmation and snuggled into his side. I felt his body tense up, he was obviously taken by surprise, but soon enough, his arm wrapped firmly around my waist and tugged my close.

Not long after, a peaceful silence filled the room. I gazed up and saw his eyes closed and his chest rising evenly. He was asleep.

A smile graced my face as a leaned up and softly pressed my lips to his cheek, before snuggling my head back into his chest and joining him.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

I covered my ears in an attempt to get just five more minutes. But as the beeping continued, a hit it off and stretched my body forward, my arms running along the sheets.

Fluttering my eyes open, I looked to the right to see a vacant spot beside me. Clutching the sheet to my chest I let out a deep sigh, before throwing the comforter off of my body and getting ready for another day at school.

At School

"Woah, what happened to you?" Claire came up to me with wide eyes and worry etched on her face.

"What do you mean?" I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

"You're chin," She spoke softly, "It's all black and blue."

My eyes widened as I rushed to the nearest bathroom and looked in the mirror, "Shit." I whispered, clutching my hands onto the sink and peering at my reflection.

"Are those bruises?" She gasped, turning me to look at her and covering her mouth with her hand, "Who did that to you?"

"No one!" I shouted back quickly, nibbling into my bottom lip, before digging into my purse and dabbing at the purple skin with coverup.

"If you think that's going to hide it, you're insane! It's-"

"Can you please just shut up!" I hissed through my teeth, as I clenched my jaw and glared at her.

I watched as she gulped and opened her mouth, but quickly shut it, deciding against whatever she was going to say.

This boy is changing me and I didn't even know it.

"Danni, who did this to you?" Her voice squeaked quietly as she avoided my harsh eyes.

"Claire, you can't tell anyone, please!" I begged, "It's really not that big of a deal."

Her eyes finally met mine as she fought back the tears, and I watched as her head slowly bobbed up and down.

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and brushed past her and onto my next class, feeling like the biggest bitch in the world.

It was the end of the day and I still felt horrible for the way I treated Claire. I hurried to my locker in hopes of meeting up with her.

"Hey!" I quickly grabbed her arm, "I'm so sorry for earlier, I don't know what came over me."

She smiled and rubbed the back of her neck, "I know I can be a pain in the ass, Danni. I don't blame you for wanting to shut me up."

I let out a sigh before embracing her in a tight hug and I smiled, "Thanks for not being mad at me."

She shrugged as if to tell me 'there's nothing to be mad about'.

"Oh, look! If it isn't fat lard!" A boy chuckled darkly as his hand hit her books to the ground.

I bit into my lip as I knelled down to help her pick up her things, and before long, a whole group of boys huddled around us, one of them being Justin.

"Damn, she got an ass on her boys!" The one boy whistled before taking a handful of my ass and smirking.

I quickly shot up and smacked his hand away, anger burning through me. My gaze moved over to Justin as I watched him stand there, his eyes glued to my chin.

I looked down at the ground and shifted on my feet before taking Claire's hand and rushing her out of the school.

How could he just stand there and watch those boys torment us? I thought he was changing. Silly girl, how naive could I be?