Justin opened his eyes as the sun was beginning to come up through the
large windows in Brian's loft. Justin looked over and found Brian, still
asleep next to him. His chest rising up and down as he took in deep
breathes. Justin smiled widely; he had forgotten how much he loved waking
up next to Brian.
"Brian..." Justin whispered into his ear. Brian stirred and opened his eyes, slowly. A smile came across his face. He tightened his grip around Justin.
"Hi..." Brian said quietly, smiling wide. Justin returned the smile.
"What time is it?" Brian asked in a groggy voice. He looked at Justin. Justin glances at Brian's clock on his wall.
"6:15" Justin responded. Brian groaned and started to get up out of bed. He sat on the side of the bed. Justin perched himself up on one of his elbows, watching Brian.
"I gotta take a shower and get ready for work, all right?" Brian said to Justin. Justin just nodded as Brian bent in to give a kiss. They kissed a lovely kiss.
"Mmm...morning breathe..." Justin muttered against Brian's lips. They both laughed.
"Asshole..." Brian said, but really not meaning it. Justin was never an asshole, no matter how much he tried to be.
"I'll be right back..." Brian said with a big smile. Justin grabbed his ass as he walked away. Justin grabbed his ass as he bent over to pick up his clothes he dropped on the floor. Brian stifled a laugh and walked into the bathroom. Justin laughed and then lay back down on the bed. The pillow softly forming to his head. He heard the shower turn on and Brian get in.
Justin sat there for some time until his cell began to ring. He leaned over the bed and searched his pant pockets until he found them. He finally found it and answered it.
"Hello? Good morning Kristen, yes, I am in Pittsburg...No...it's none of your business, okay? Why? What the hell are you talking about? Please? I can't leave...I just got here yesterday...in an hour? Why would you do that? I can't even say good-bye to anyone...I'm not arguing...no...I understand...I'll be there tonight then...bye..." Justin hung up his phone. He felt a horrible pain in the pit of his stomach. Brian didn't know what had just happened...he was left unaware.
Justin looked for a pen and paper and wrote Brian a note. Trying to explain what happened. He got up, got dressed, picked up his stuff and walked out of the loft, slightly crying. He got into his car and drove away, toward the airport.
"Brian..." Justin whispered into his ear. Brian stirred and opened his eyes, slowly. A smile came across his face. He tightened his grip around Justin.
"Hi..." Brian said quietly, smiling wide. Justin returned the smile.
"What time is it?" Brian asked in a groggy voice. He looked at Justin. Justin glances at Brian's clock on his wall.
"6:15" Justin responded. Brian groaned and started to get up out of bed. He sat on the side of the bed. Justin perched himself up on one of his elbows, watching Brian.
"I gotta take a shower and get ready for work, all right?" Brian said to Justin. Justin just nodded as Brian bent in to give a kiss. They kissed a lovely kiss.
"Mmm...morning breathe..." Justin muttered against Brian's lips. They both laughed.
"Asshole..." Brian said, but really not meaning it. Justin was never an asshole, no matter how much he tried to be.
"I'll be right back..." Brian said with a big smile. Justin grabbed his ass as he walked away. Justin grabbed his ass as he bent over to pick up his clothes he dropped on the floor. Brian stifled a laugh and walked into the bathroom. Justin laughed and then lay back down on the bed. The pillow softly forming to his head. He heard the shower turn on and Brian get in.
Justin sat there for some time until his cell began to ring. He leaned over the bed and searched his pant pockets until he found them. He finally found it and answered it.
"Hello? Good morning Kristen, yes, I am in Pittsburg...No...it's none of your business, okay? Why? What the hell are you talking about? Please? I can't leave...I just got here yesterday...in an hour? Why would you do that? I can't even say good-bye to anyone...I'm not arguing...no...I understand...I'll be there tonight then...bye..." Justin hung up his phone. He felt a horrible pain in the pit of his stomach. Brian didn't know what had just happened...he was left unaware.
Justin looked for a pen and paper and wrote Brian a note. Trying to explain what happened. He got up, got dressed, picked up his stuff and walked out of the loft, slightly crying. He got into his car and drove away, toward the airport.