Justin lay awake in bed. He continuously stirred as he desperately tried to get some sleep. The chilled fluffy pillow caressed his face, making him start to feel relaxed but he was still unable to sleep due the worrying thoughts that constantly replayed in his head. As he yet again turned over, the silky sheets gently touched his smooth skin. Justin sighed. It was hopeless. He lay still, waiting for the hours to pass until it was the morning but he jolted up in bed when his phone immediately began to beep.
*Buzz*… *Buzz*…*Buzz*
Justin didn't move, he closed his eyes and prayed that he would be able to sleep. When suddenly once again…
*Buzz*… *Buzz*…*Buzz*
Reluctantly, he opened his eyes and turned his head and saw a flickering light coming from his cell phone. The flashing light was constant, it bothered him. As the minutes went on no matter how hard Justin tried to ignore it the noise and light distracted him, he found it impossible to close his eyes and finally drift off in to a peaceful sleep.
*Buzz*… *Buzz*…*Buzz*
*Buzz*… *Buzz*…*Buzz*
*Buzz*… *Buzz*…*Buzz*
"Urrghh!" Justin moaned leaning over to grab his cell. He squinted as he read the writing on the bright screen.
New texts: Max
Justin rolled his eyes and opened the messages.
Max: We need to talk! Its URGENT!
Max: Hello?!
Max: I have news and its IMPORTANT!
Max: I need to see you.
Max: Now!
Max: Justin whatever you do, don't talk about Mara while you're in Wiz Tech!
Max: Please!
Max: Justin call me!
Max: Call me!
Max: Hello?
Max: Justin…?
Max: Justin…?
Max: Justin…?
Max: Justin…
Max: JUSTIN!
Justin threw his phone back down and launched himself back on to his bed. "What am I going to do!" He sighed running his fingers through his thick black hair, suddenly a look of realisation appeared on Justin's face. He sat back up and instantly grabbed his phone and began texting.
Snores echoed the room as Jerry lay fast asleep in his bed next to his wife, who was sat awake covering her ears with a plump white pillow. Jerry had wrapped himself up in the thick duvet which had once covered the bed but now only covered his broad body, leaving Theresa uncovered and feeling rather cold. She shivered as the cold air hit her body and she began to repeatedly kick Jerry in the back in order to wake him. But once again she failed miserably as he continued to roll over and snore extremely loud.
"Jerry!" She whined squeezing the pillow tighter to her ears.
*Buzz*…*Buzz*…*Buzz*
"Theresa read my text," mumbled Jerry as he huddled up in to the duvet.
"OH SO YOU HEAR THAT!" She roared launching her pillow at him and storming over to her dresser to get to the phone.
"Hey!" cried Jerry, "that hurt!"
"Good!"
Theresa looked at the phone and screwed her face up in confusion as she began to read the text aloud. "It's from Justin, family meeting at home tomorrow. Wonder what he wants?"
"It better be important, if we're losing sleep over it!"
Theresa grabbed a spare pillow from the floor and instantly launched it at Jerry as he huddled under the covers to go back to sleep. "Knock it off Jerry!"
Alex and Mason lay closely together in bed, their lips crashing together and their bare bodies brushing against each other. They both constantly gripped on to each other, almost with a death grip. Their icy hands sent shivers rapidly down each other's spines. Mason ran his tongue gently across Alex's bottom lip, asking for entrance which she instantly gave to him. They both became increasingly breathless by the second. Their hands continuously roamed each others bodies as the room gradually filled with their quiet moans, until a soft buzz appeared.
*Buzz*…*Buzz*…*Buzz*
Alex paused and listened to the sound while Mason left a trail of kisses down her neck. "Is that your phone?" she asked.
"Nuh huh," he moaned, his face still buried in Alex's neck.
*Buzz*…*Buzz*…*Buzz*
"Mason, that's your phone."
"It can wait!" He exclaimed removing himself from Alex's neck before latching his lips back on to hers.
Mason forcefully pushed Alex up against the headboard of the bed before Alex ran her fingers through his silky brown hair and kissed him. Butterflies swooped in her stomach, making her feel like she did the first time she shared a kiss with Mason.
*Buzz*…*Buzz*…*Buzz*
Alex groaned, "is that you again?" She asked muffled through their kisses.
"Nuh huh, it's yours," Mason mumbled in reply.
"Who would text us at this time?" Wondered Alex pulling out of the kiss.
"Who cares!" said Mason rolling over, clutching on to Alex tightly. He planted yet another kiss on to her ruby lips, "Whoever it is can wait until tomorrow. Now come on brown eyes," he smirked smiling down at her.
Mason caressed her face before playfully nibbling on her neck. Alex roared with laughter as she clung on to Mason's bare back. But Alex's laughter was soon silenced when a parade a police cars whooshed down the street, with their sirens blurting loudly as they drove past. Alex and Mason froze and stared at each other in fright before crossing their fingers and repeating together, "please don't wake the baby. Please don't wake the baby."
The cop's sirens quietened as they drove in to the distance, Alex and Mason both smiled at each other as the apartment filled with silence. Mason gently brushed Alex's hair away from her face and kissed her on the forehead. "I love you," he told her.
"I love you too," Alex smiled. Mason leant in to give Alex yet another kiss when a small whine came from the next room. Little by little, Neave's cries became louder until they ricocheted around the apartment. Alex and Mason groaned as they collapsed back on to the bed.
"I'll go," sighed Alex, rising from the bed and pulling on one of Mason's t-shirts. Slowly, she dragged herself out of the room, Mason lay still in bed whilst he listened to Neave's whimpers and Alex's desperate attempt to soothe her. Gently, he scratched his defined stomach as he gave a large yawn when another buzz came from his and Alex's phones.
*Buzz*…*Buzz*…*Buzz*
*Buzz*…*Buzz*…*Buzz*
"For god's sake," Mason murmured, reaching over for his phone. He looked at the screen attentively as he scanned the messages.
"She's asleep," declared Alex as she re-entered the room. She crawled in to bed back next to Mason and wrapped herself up in the soft covers. "She lost her pacifier and snuggie."
Mason gave a stifled laugh as he continued to stare at the small screen in front of him, "all that fuss over a dummy and comforter."
"Well, she just loves them so much. What are you doing?" she asked propping herself up against the headboard, "I thought you said we should leave the messages until tomorrow?"
"I did, but I was on my own and they were bugging me."
"So," began Alex flirtatiously, lightly teasing Mason by drumming her fingers across his abs. "Neave's asleep so maybe we should carry on from before…"
Alex began planting kisses on the side of Mason's face and led them down to his neck. Mason smirked and instantly threw his phone aside and pulled Alex closer to his body. Mason placed his mouth on top of Alex's and immediately their tongues began to once again in twine with each other.
"Justin can wait until tomorrow," gasped Mason in between kisses.
"Justin?" Said Alex, placing her hand on top of Mason's plump lips, stopping him from talking. "What do you mean, he can wait until tomorrow?"
Mason rolled his eyes and pulled Alex's hand away from his face, "he was the one who messaged, he wants a family meeting at your parents tomorrow. Now come on," he smiled, "we've done enough teasing let's get to the good stuff." He began to softly began to tug on his t-shirt that Alex was wearing but he was soon stopped when Alex shifted away to look at her phone.
He sighed as he watched Alex mouth what she reading on her cell. She looked at the text with great interest before turning to Mason looking very concerned. "what do you think he wants?"
"I don't know but I'm sure it can wait 'til tomorrow, now come on love," he leant over to pull Alex back next to him.
"No Mason," she moaned, "this seems serious, it's kind of killed the mood for me."
"Bloody hell!" he exclaimed sitting up in the bed. Quickly he grabbed his grey boxer briefs and walked over to the door. "I'm going to the toilet then… unless you don't want me to?" he smirked at Alex and through himself against the door frame dramatically in a comedic way, causing Alex to giggle uncontrollably. Slowly, Alex shook her head. "Fine then!" He groaned leaving the room.
Harper lay still in bed, her red hair scattered across her pale face as her snores roared loudly, like they had all night long. Slowly, Harper began to stir in her sleep as a low humming noise rang next to her ear.
*Buzz*…*Buzz*…*Buzz*
She shot up in her bed, still half asleep, her eyes were closed together as she frantically felt around the bed for her phone.
"Zeke?" she called out, "is this you?" She opened her eyes and looked at the glittery phone she grabbed from the other side of the bed. "Did you realise I made a mistake?" She smiled widely at the phone as she read the text. But her face turned sour as she scrolled through her phone.
"Justin!" she whined, "oh! Well he isn't worth begin awake for!" She launched her phone back on to the bed and curled up in her duvet before returning back to a deep sleep.
Max sat on his bed and stared at his cell phone intently. The small screen illuminated his tired face as he patiently waited for it to ring.
*Buzz*…*Buzz*…*Buzz*
Excitedly, Max opened the message and instantly began to read the text.
Ana: Have Justin got back to you yet? xxx
Max felt a tinge of disappointment when he saw that it wasn't Justin who was contacting him. His heart pounded rapidly, causing each breath he took to become painful and shaky. He looked up at the clock, it had been hours since he had tried reaching Justin and he still hadn't had one single reply.
Max: No.
*Buzz*…*Buzz*…*Buzz*
Ana: Give him time. It is late. Xxx
Max: How much time does he need?!
*Buzz*…*Buzz*…*Buzz*
Ana: Don't worry. He'll be fine, everything will be fine! Xxx
Max: Clever and pretty… I've hit the jackpot! X
*Buzz*…*Buzz*…*Buzz*
Ana: Lucky you xxx
Max smiled, "man, I really need to ask her out!"
*Buzz*…*Buzz*…*Buzz*
Max looked down at his phone and paused as the nerves once again took hold of his body. "Justin?" he whispered opening the text.
Justin: Family meeting at home tomorrow.
"This can't be good…"