《Nowhere》Chapter 24
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Chapter song: Memphis by Justin Bieber feat. Big Sean
(Justin's pov)
-1pm-
Val just finished getting her tattoo. Now there's a small, black, cartoon car on her left pelvis. It's actually quite sexy.
"Thanks."
Thanking me for the tattoo, Val nudges me and I wrap my arm around her.
"No problem, babe. Are you hungry?"
Instinctively, I lower my hand to grab hers.
"Yea."
Hair falling over her eyes, she nods and squeezes my hand in response.
"Let's go inside."
With the map in my left hand, I lead her to a large building.
"They have sandwiches."
Val points out when we're inside. As a matter of fact, the entire building has every kind of food imaginable, including sampling.
"Sure."
Leading her to the sandwich stand, I fasten my arm around her tiny waist.
-2pm-
By the time we found the sandwich stand, waited in line, ordered, waited for our food to be prepared, found a seat, then ate in peace, it was already 2pm. Who knew it would take this long to get some lunch.
"Ooh, baby, they have chocolate!"
Val sounds animated and cheery. I like the fact of seeing her excited. It's cute.
"Well then, let's go."
Without hesitation, I take her hand and walk over to the chocolate section. Other people are here too, sampling different pieces of chocolate.
We stand in line, Val before me, as people offered us chocolate, piece after piece. Dark chocolate, white chocolate, milk chocolate, mint chocolate, with almonds, raspberry, orange, strawberry, blueberry, ganache, mint, more chocolate. In addition, we also try truffles: cheesecake, tiramisu, chocolate cake, cookie dough, lavender, pistachio, sunflower.
After trying all that chocolate, I can't stand anymore sugar. My mouth is full of sweetness.
"You guys want some wine?"
A man comes up to us with samples of red wine.
"Sure."
Looking at Val to assure she's good with it, I shrug and take the sample.
"We should try more."
Val suggests to me after drinking hers in a half second.
"If you want to."
I follow her into the wine-tasting section. We're given all kinds of samples, and I eventually feel a light buzz.
"Can we go?"
Val takes my arm and looks at me, her eyes innocent.
"Sure babydoll."
Damn, she's turning me on with her innocence, though she's nothing related to it.
"What do we do now?"
The air is hot and humid when we walk out and beads of sweat start to form on my forehead.
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"I have an idea."
I think she'll like the place I'm taking her. She likes anything.
"Let me guess. "It's a surprise."
She tells me with sarcasm in her voice, which pushes my buttons in a playful way.
"You guessed it."
Amused, I chuckle then arrive at a water walkway. Why this is here, I don't know. I just know that Val will like it.
"We're getting wet?"
Val asks as I peel off my shirt and fold it.
"It depends on how you put it."
I tease her as I strip to my underwear, my famous Calvin Kleins.
"Hush baby. Are we allowed to take our clothes off?"
Her eyes are glued to me, my body.
"Of course."
I don't know if we'll get in trouble, but I don't care. I can pay off the ticket if we get charged for public nudity.
"Ok."
Going with my plan, Val starts to strip, exposing skin after skin.. Now it's my turn to stare.
"Checking me out?"
Teasingly, she banters then stands, with only bra and panties, in front of me.
"Don't answer that."
Before I can answer, she smirks and gazes at the scene. There's a huge concrete sidewalk with prodigious, statued fish that shoot out water 5 feet in the air. The whole scene extends, meters away, from a tremendous water fountain.
"C'mon."
Excitedly, I take her hand; then we run through the propelled water, causing us to get drenched in a matter of seconds.
"It's so cold!"
Val squeals from the cold water and laughs adorably.
"Have fun, babe."
Hair dripping over my eyes, I give her a playful smirk.
"You're not helping."
Eventually she gets used to the cold water and keeps laughing.
We play around and continue to get soaked with water. We run back and forth, from the fountain to the start, about a thousand times. Yea, it's childish but who the fuck cares.
Finally, we grow too tired and cold, so we step out, only then realizing that we had brought no extra change of clothes nor towels.
"What now?"
Val sarcastically speaks with a slight shiver.
"Take my shirt. We'll go inside and buy something."
Surely, I didn't think this through, but I don't materialize it to her.
We walk inside a small outlet, which I guess is one of the sponsors of this festival.
Luckily, this place has a Gucci, Chanel, Versace, for Val of course.
"Don't even think about it, baby."
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Obviously reading my mind, Val declines before I even open my mouth.
"What? Why not?"
Stubbornly, I question her with a smile.
"It's too expensive."
Knowing I can pay for anything, she seriously just dared to say that.
"That's a lame excuse."
I start to pull her inside Versace. No matter how much she begs, I'm buying her something.
-5pm-
Val wasn't as hard-headed this time, but I had to force her to buy something. She eventually got a white crop top, extra short, as I requested. Also, she got a pair of tight, black shorts. If you ask me, she looks flawless, and I'd fuck her on the spot. Literally.
"Ah, you're so sexy."
My hands can't resist her body, so I grasp her ass and press her to my own body.
"What time does this place close?"
Val murmurs sexily, knowing damn well that she's got me turned on all the way.
"Whenever you want."
Hands squeezing her ass, I smirk merely inches away from her.
"...I want to get a piercing."
A smirk tugs at her lips in a teasing manner.
"You do? Where?"
My words come out more like a moan from her sexiness.
"Mm, right here."
Being the naughty girl that she is, she takes hold of my hands and strokes them up to her breasts, where I don't hesitate to grasp.
"Damn. Don't you think that'll hurt, babe?"
Moaning completely, I ask her while feeling every detail of her perfect breasts.
"Yea, I'll probably get one here instead."
My hands are controlled by her as she moves them to her small belly.
"That's better."
Trying to calm down, I snake my arm around her waist and lead her outside. I find the piercing shop using the map.
"You're turning into me, baby."
I smirk as she we enter the shop.
"No, I'm not."
Val shakes her head with a curious amount of exasperation before telling the employee that she wants a piercing on her belly button.
"Sit down, please."
The employee tells her, and she sits down.
"It doesn't hurt."
I assure her as I stand nearby, better yet, right beside her.
"That's what you said last time."
Her voice is, once again, sassy yet cute.
"I know. But I promise it doesn't hurt much. You won't even feel it."
Being honest this time, I tell her the truth.
"Ok."
Her voice trails off in distrust yet playfulness. The employee starts rubbing alcohol on Val then begins piercing her. Val winces slightly but appears perfectly fine, like nothing happened. The employee handles the blood, wiping then adding some kind of medicine.
A sick and panicky feeling crawls up my spine, spreading to my stomach. Shit. Blood. It triggers my OCD. I forgot about that. The only way to ease myself is to get the fuck out of here, so I walk outside. My blood is running vigorously in my veins, making me go a little mad. Just a little.
I smoke a cigarette, smoke another one, then go for one more.
"Hey, what happened? Why did you leave?"
Val comes out soon after and finds me by the door.
"Uhm, the blood made me feel bad."
And it triggered my OCD.
"Oh, are you ok?"
Her hands caress the back of my neck, making me relax utterly and drop my cigarette.
"Yea, I'm fine, baby. Are you hungry?"
It should be about dinner time, and I need to change subjects.
"Yea, what's nearby?"
She removes her hands and tucks a strand of hair behind her ear.
"There's a Chinese restaurant nearby."
While admiring her beauty, I answer her question.
"Sounds good."
Her smile brightens a little.
"By the way, how does it look?"
I peek at her stomach to see a small silver stud on her belly button.
"Oh, I think it looks nice. You were right. It doesn't hurt."
She looks down at her stomach and smiles in thankfulness.
"You look amazing, darlin."
I tell her in full sincerity as I see the Chinese restaurant about a block away.
"Thanks."
The sway of her hips make me wanna treasure it forever.
We enter the Chinese restaurant, the scent of steamed rice and fresh ginger sauce.
"This is a nice place."
Val and I take a seat beside each other. The urge to penetrate her is overwhelming.
"Yea."
I agree with my hand over her thigh.
But then I wonder what'll happen after this. Val's gonna get hurt again. I'd be lying if I said I'm fine with her leaving.
There's another restless night heading my way, and it's all because of Val. She causes so much effect on my life.
She leaves at night; I'm lonely.
I'm lonely; I can't sleep.
I can't sleep; I fuck a girl.
I fuck a girl; I feel guilty.
I feel guilty; I can't stand it.
Val somehow controls my life and doesn't even know she's doing it, and I can't stop her from doing so.
(A/N: I'll Show You got me crying omb it's soo emotional!!😭😭😭😩😩😩 Btw if you don't have it yet, I can give it to you. Next post is on Tuesday)
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